C2

Pei Qingcheng quickly changed her clothes, pushed open the window and peeked outside.

This was the most mysterious and dreamy place in Mo City.

It was said that this place was built for her, Pei Qingcheng.

But she didn't like it here. This was the place she had always wanted to escape from.

It used to be and it is.

After she changed her clothes, she hurriedly left the room. Ding Han stood by the door and said, "Madam, breakfast is ready in the dining room."

"No need." Pei Qingcheng coldly rejected.

"I'm not in the dining room."

Pei Qingcheng stopped to glance at Ding Han. Ding Han had been tired of him for many years and had learnt many things from him. For example, his ability to tell what others were thinking with a single glance. It was creepy.

"No need." Pei Qingcheng was still saying this when she suddenly thought of something, "My cellphone."

Ding Han passed the phone in his hand to Pei Qingcheng as she took it and walked out of the mansion without looking back.

Inside the bedroom, Ye Wen stood in front of the window that had fallen down, with his hands behind his back, as he watched the figure of Pei Qingcheng walking through the garden.

Her smoky back complemented the bright flowers in the garden, and the complex flowers in the garden became more elegant along with her.

Ding Han stood by the door for a very long time.

Your grandpa's back is always straight, but only when you see your wife.

He finally could not hold it in anymore. "Master, are you just going to let Madam go like this?"

After a long while, Ye Wen replied, "If she likes it, then let her be!"

Ding Han was silent. They could not understand his arrogance towards his wife.

Two years ago, because his wife had read a random phrase about the dream butterfly of the manor, and looked forward to finding the cuckoo in her heart, Nightingale had sought out a top architect and designed the manor herself. Unfortunately, his wife had refused to take a step into the manor ever since the wedding night two years ago.

This was the second time in two years that Pei Qingcheng had stepped foot into this place.

This time, he stayed here for a rather long period of time, only leaving after a night of sleep.

Ding Han left the room and lightly closed the door.

I'm afraid my lord will stay in this wife-smelling room for a long time.

In the garden, the fragrance of the fresh flowers attracted the attention of countless butterflies. This beautiful scenery caused Pei Qingcheng to stop in her tracks.

This place was truly beautiful, beautiful beyond compare.

The phone rang, breaking the spell, and she answered it, hearing the mournful wail of their Chairman Pei's secretary.

"Second Miss, we, the Pei family, have completely collapsed. All the shareholders have withdrawn their funds, and the share price has fallen to the lowest point. We owe them a lot of money, so we can only settle our debts."

Pei Qingcheng's fingers stiffened as a chill ran down her spine.

She said hoarsely, "Is there no other way?"

"All the upper echelons have resigned. After Mr Pei went to prison, public opinion was one-sided. No one was willing to help us."

In truth, Pei Qingcheng knew that her clan had been struggling to survive for a long time. It was just that she wasn't willing to give up now.

Over the past two years, Pei's business had been poor, and his brother had been sent to prison for financing.

His father died in a car accident due to drunkenness.

As for his mother, she could not handle this series of attacks and jumped down from the top floor of the villa on the fourth floor.

Although her mother was not dead, she was currently lying in a hospital intensive care unit, on the verge of death.

She didn't want her father and brother's hard work to be ruined, but what could she do?

Another call came in. Pei Qingcheng then said to her secretary, "You can follow the advice of the legal advisor and the treasurer."

Then another call.

The call was from the hospital. The other party seemed to have lost all of their usual humility and respect, and was somewhat impatient.

"Miss Pei?" The other party said, "Mrs. Pei's nursing and VIP room fees are owed for a long time."

"How could that be?" Pei Qingcheng immediately asked, "Didn't we, the Pei household, give the hospital money every week?"

"It stopped last week, Miss Pei!"

Pei Qingcheng remembered that last week, her secretary had told her that she had used up all of her Pei family's liquid funds.

She bit her lip. She had never begged before, so she could only quietly beg, "I will think of a way. I hope you can take good care of my mother."

"Miss Pei, please clear this up. The nursing fees for the special nurses are not for our hospital, but directly for the nurses. You guys are in arrears with the wages, but the nurses say they're not allowed to do it! Do you know how many people are queuing up behind to get that room? "Also, Mrs. Pei's imported medicine is so expensive that it could scare a person to death. If you don't give us money, we won't be able to give money to the supply channels. Where would the medicine come from?"

"In short, my mom's medicine can't be stopped, the nurse can't leave, and we can't change the VIP room. I'll think of a way to raise the money for you!" Pei Qingcheng bit her lips, and a thick smell of blood permeated the air. She then used all her strength to hang up the phone.

What should he do? In this world, she was already isolated and without help.

All the people who used to flatter her had left.

She put one hand on the tree and felt a sharp pain in her temple.

The hospital would probably stop her mother's medicine at any time and move her out of the VIP ward.

In this world, the world was cold.

A name flashed through her mind. That's right, Tang Kexin. She still had her best friend of her life, Tang Kexin!

With trembling hands, she dialed Tang Kexin's number. Before Pei Qingcheng could say anything, the sound of Tang Kexin's weeping could be heard.

"Qingcheng, I'm not talking to you anymore. I'm going to London. My grandma is sick!"

Pei Qingcheng was shocked, "What's wrong with Grandmother?"

"Grandmother has a heart attack. Qingcheng, I'll call you when I get to London!"

As she hung up the call, Pei Qingcheng was extremely careful not to say anything along the way. She only heard the urgent beeping sound of someone busy on the other side of the phone.

Old Tang was sick, and Pei Qingcheng could not say a word.

In fact, the Tang Clan had the ability to help the Pei Clan. However, if they were to help the Pei Clan revive, the Tang Clan's strength would be greatly reduced. Pei Qingcheng could not afford this mouth, but her mother's medical fees should not be a problem.

But at this moment, something had happened to Mrs. Tang. What could she do?

Despair gripped her heart tightly, she was in so much pain that she couldn't breathe.

What should he do?

She could only watch helplessly as her mother was chased out of the hospital?

The sunlight shone through the gaps in the treetops, stinging Pei Qingcheng's eyes. Her hands were gripping an exquisite iron pyramid, and whenever she felt that she couldn't hold on any longer, she would feel a little better holding the pyramid that Yin Ha had given her.

Suddenly, someone was talking to her from not too far away.

"Madam, what's wrong? Do you want to take a rest? There's a stone stool over there. I'll help you over there."

It was Ding Han, the ubiquitous Ding Han.

He was like a shadow that could see him at any time.

Pei Qingcheng cast a disgusted look at him before straightening her legs and walking unsteadily towards the main entrance of the Zhuang Shengxiao's dreamscape.

Who knew that just after taking two steps, his legs went soft and he was about to fall down.

At this moment, a pair of hands supported her accurately. They were both familiar and unfamiliar, and the voice that Pei Qingcheng had never wanted to hear resounded above her head.

"I'll walk you out."

"Don't touch me!"

When his tired yet cool fingertip touched Pei Qingcheng's wrist, she quickly shook off his hand as if she was struck by lightning.

She didn't want him to touch her!

She didn't even want to be in the same space with him!

At the same time, Ding Han suddenly shouted, "Master, your hand!"

Ding Han's scream was too shrill. Pei Qingcheng was stunned as well.

He saw that his palm had been cut by a sharp weapon. Bright red blood was dripping down his hand!

Oh, the pyramids!

Pei Qingcheng lowered her head to look at the pyramid in her hands. The peak of the pyramid was extremely sharp, and she had been extremely agitated earlier, which was why she had accidentally caused Ye Wen to get tired.

Ding Han's voice was trembling as he shouted into the earphones, "Someone come quickly, my hand is injured!"

Ye Wen stared at Ding Han sleepily, "Don't make a ruckus, move away!"

"But, grandpa, your hand." Ding Han hesitated.

"Let's go!" Ye Wen didn't care at all, as the blood on his palm dripped onto the green grass.

Ding Han retreated a few steps to the side, but did not dare to move too far away.

I used to have thrombocytopenia, these years have been better, but it seems that the wound is not shallow, blood will not stop for a while.

Pei Qingcheng tried her best not to look at the blood on his hands, and tried her best to ignore him, wanting to avoid him and walk away.

It was just blood. What he owed her could not be repaid no matter how much blood he bled!

"Inclined." "Be careful of the blood on the grass, don't dirty your dress."

She had had enough!

Pei Qingcheng bit her lower lip as the pain in her heart tore at every inch of her skin.

Everyone knew that Ye Wen was the overlord of Mo City.

Who didn't know that just a slightly sharper look from him would cause others to tremble?

However, in front of her, he would always be gentle and gentle.

This kind of gentleness would only make Pei Qingcheng feel even more afraid and confused.

She gritted her teeth as she took a step forward. The phone in her hand rang again.

It was from the hospital: "I'm sorry, Miss Pei. Lady Xu wants to use this room."

"Don't touch my mom, don't touch her!" Pei Qingcheng shouted in a low voice.

"Miss Pei, please don't order us anymore. Our hospital has allowed you to pay a week's rent due to Mister Pei. Now that Madam Pei is in an ordinary ward, if the expenses cannot be paid within three days, we won't be able to stay in an ordinary ward!"

The phone hung up. The world was just that cold.

When she fell to the ground, no one would help her. There would only be people who would follow and step on her.

She brushed past his tired body and headed for the door.

In the chaos behind him, Ding Han shouted, "Master, you are still bleeding. Go back to your room and bandage your wounds!"

Pei Qingcheng only felt the back of her head burning hot. She knew that Ye Wen was looking at her.

There was an idea, and in the flash of lightning, she made her decision.