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Pei Qingcheng had a dream.

In the dream she was sitting at a ball seven years ago, bored out of her mind.

The last thing she liked was going to any ball. It was boring and boring.

On the contrary, she danced very well, but no one in the whole university could match her, so it was boring.

Suddenly, a tall male student walked in from the entrance. He wore a mask, which was specially made. It was not as rigid as an ordinary mask, causing one to imagine his face behind the mask.

That male student walked straight up to Pei Qingcheng, and did not extend his hand to invite her to dance. Instead, he held her hand and slipped to the center of the dance floor.

He knew how to dance, but he didn't speak.

The dance floor was dark, but he had a pair of eyes like starlight.

It was precisely on this night that she fell in love with this young man, Pei Qingcheng admitted.

Pei Qingcheng abruptly woke up and sat up straight on her bed.

Once again I dreamed of Yinha, most of them at the ball seven years ago.

However, why did she feel that the eyes under the mask were growing more and more tired?

Suddenly, she saw Nightingale, who was half lying on the imperial concubine's bed next to her.

He was asleep, still wearing the white shirt he'd worn the night before. The buttons were undone, revealing his muscular chest.

He lay with his head on the back of the chair and slept soundly.

His aloof and reserved face lacked caution when he slept.

It was said that Ye Xiu was the king of Mo City and countless women wanted to get close to him.

From the looks of it, he did indeed have the qualifications to do so.

He had immense wealth and power, and a face that captivated all women.

If he was forced to compare himself to Yin Ha, Yin Ha seemed much more ordinary in comparison.

However, wasn't it better to be ordinary?

Just as Pei Qingcheng was about to roll up from the bed, she saw red lumps on the skin of his rolled up sleeves and on the chest area under his collar. It was as though he was allergic to red lumps.

Could it be the seafood dish from last night?

A person should be very clear about whether or not they are allergic to certain foods. Could it be that Zhang Ye was tired of eating the food she cooked despite knowing that he was allergic to them?

Pei Qingcheng didn't know what to think at this moment.

She bit her lips before lifting the blanket off her bed. It wasn't as if she was the one who forced him to eat. What did it have to do with her?

However, he got drunk again last night, and didn't know what kind of joke he made in front of him.

He went to the bathroom to wash up. After washing up, he found that Nightingale was no longer in his room.

Coincidentally, she felt awkward when she saw him.

Pei Qingcheng changed her clothes and went downstairs to eat breakfast. Even though she was dressed, she was not in the dining room.

As Pei Qingcheng ate her breakfast, she watched as the flower lady packaged the leftover seafood soup and the curried crab they had eaten last night.

Pei Qingcheng was baffled and asked, "Why are you packing these?"

"Yes, sir. Let's prepare it for lunch."

"But these were last night's." Pei Qingcheng said, "Seafood cannot be eaten overnight."

"Sir said that it doesn't matter if it is processed at high temperature."

Pei Qingcheng did not say anything else, why did she still eat the leftovers?

Was it because she cooked it?

Was a dignified steward of the stew going to eat leftovers just because she cooked it?

This way, Pei Qingcheng had lost her appetite. She put down her bowl and chopsticks and stood up.

The flower sister was very frightened, she hurried over and said, "My wife doesn't want to eat anymore?"

"I'm not eating anymore, let's go to the company."

"Is it because breakfast is not suitable?" Sister Hua asked carefully.

"No, I had a drink last night and have no appetite today."

"This, take it with you. It's stomach nourishing." Sister Hua passed a thermos cup to Pei Qingcheng.

"What's inside?" Pei Qingcheng took a whiff and could smell the fragrant scent of almonds.

"Milk, apricot tea."

"Oh, thank you." Pei Qingcheng took the thermos and walked out of the restaurant.

"Actually, you don't have to thank me." The woman looked at Pei Qingcheng's back and said in a low voice, "It was Mister who cooked it in the middle of the night and stayed up all night."

However, Pei Qingcheng did not hear him.

After getting on the car, Pei Qingcheng unscrewed the lid of the cup and took a sip. It was sweet and warm, extremely tasty.

She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, leaned back in her chair, and closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she suddenly noticed that there seemed to be a car following her behind the mirror.

She immediately asked the driver, "Master Sun, there's a car following us from behind!"

"Those are our men." Old Sun replied, "A few bodyguards. I'll protect you anytime."

Pei Qingcheng felt a sense of displeasure, "I don't need any bodyguards, and I don't need any protection either."

Old Sun was silent, while Pei Qingcheng continued, "Tell them not to follow me, or else I'll go speak to Nightmare on my own."

"No, no, no." Old Sun hurriedly said, "I'll let them leave immediately."

Old Sun called the people in the car behind him as he drove. Pei Qingcheng soon noticed that the car behind them had turned around and left.

Pei Qingcheng heaved a sigh of relief.

Protect her, monitor her!

— —

The peak of the pyramid.

At the same time Ding Han passed a folder to Ye Xiu, he said softly, "Madam has chased the bodyguards away."

Ye Wen's tired fingers touched the edge of the folder and paused for a moment. "She doesn't like the feeling of being bound."

"But, didn't you worry that Madam would treat Madam with …" Ding Han did not finish his words.

"My mother is not such a stupid person. Even if she wanted to, she wouldn't be able to stop her." Nightingale took the folder and opened it.

Ye Wen's worry was not unnecessary.

He knew his mother very well, just like he knew Pei Qingcheng.

By noon, Pei Qingcheng had finished her morning's work. She was so tired that her entire body went limp.

The company's business was too difficult for her. This morning was an executive analysis meeting, and all kinds of data were dancing in her head. She was completely confused by what she was hearing.

Secretary Huang brought in a cup of hot tea, "Second Miss, a guest has come to visit."

"Now?" It was almost 12 o'clock, why would there be a visitor now?

She took a sip of tea and placed the cup down. "Please come in!"

"Yes." Secretary Huang went out to report, and he quickly opened the door and invited the person in through the door.

Pei Qingcheng was resting on a chair, and before she could even see the person, she felt that the atmosphere in the room had changed.

It was as though there was an especially powerful baleful aura circulating in the air, causing Pei Qingcheng to involuntarily look towards the door.

He saw a woman of unknown age enter the room. She was dressed in a blue brocade satin cheongsam, outlining her perfect figure. She wore a matching coat over her shoulders, and her ears were adorned with peacock blue exaggerated earrings.

It was an extremely powerful aura. When walking, it would bring about wind, causing one to be unable to help but hold their breath.

Pei Qingcheng felt that this woman looked familiar, as though she had seen her somewhere before.

Behind the woman, there was a young woman dressed differently from the one in front of her.

He had clean short hair, large hoops of earrings, a black suit with a short skirt, and high heels. He looked very capable.

Pei Qingcheng stood up involuntarily, and her feminine aura made her feel a sense of respect, "May I ask, who are you?"

"I'm Ye Ye's mother." The woman introduced herself.

She almost choked to death on her saliva as she used both her hands to hold on to the table, preventing herself from falling down onto the chair.

It was too shocking.

First, she hadn't expected her tired mother to come to her door.

Second, she didn't know that her tired mother was so young.

However, no wonder she felt so familiar with Madam Ye just now. She actually looked very similar to him.

Strictly speaking, Lady Ye should be her mother-in-law, although this was the first time she and Nightingale had met since their marriage two years ago.

Just when Pei Qingcheng was still trying to figure out her proper name, Madam Ye spoke up again, "You can call me Madam Ye."

From the tone of her voice, it seemed like Madam Ye had no intention of admitting to this daughter-in-law of hers.

Unknowingly, the smile on Pei Qingcheng's face turned colder, but she still pointed at the chair in front of them politely, "Please take a seat, Little Yellow. Let me have a cup of tea with you."

Madam Ye sat down and started sizing up Pei Qingcheng.

She had met this girl once before.

Three years ago, something happened to his son at the entrance of Skyscraper International.

Ding Han called her, saying that something had happened to Ye Chen.

When she rushed over to the scene, Pei Qingcheng and Ye Wen were already in a stalemate.

The girl was covered in blood, holding onto the steel bar with a stubborn expression on her face. What could you do to me?

It was dark that day, and the scene was so chaotic that Mrs. Ye did not have time to look at her closely.

After seeing her for the first time today, he finally understood why his son was so determined to kill her.

There were many beauties these days, but very few beauties had spirit.

Pei Qingcheng was a beauty of her own, and her eyes seemed to be filled with pride and resistance, as if she could speak.

With her unique temperament, it was no wonder that her son had such a soft spot for her.

He was indeed not someone from the pond, and his son had good eyes.

Pei Qingcheng knew that Madam Ye was looking at her, so she simply lowered her gaze and followed her gaze.

After she finished reading, just as she was about to start drinking the tea, Pei Qingcheng politely invited them to have a drink, before her gaze landed on the young lady beside Madam Ye, "Who is this?"

"My name is Shen Lishan, the person who traveled thousands of miles to reach me." The young woman introduced herself.

"Hello, Miss Shen. How are you, Madam Ye? May I know what business you two have with this visit?" Since the two of them seemed to be doing business, Pei Qingcheng decided to go along with it.

"Yesterday, I went to Zhuang Shengxiao's Dream and saw you." Madam Ye glared at Pei Qingcheng, "You've gotten drunk."

So Lady Ye had come last night?

It seemed that she was really drunk and didn't know it at all.

With a little bit of panic, Pei Qingcheng pinched her thigh, she did not want this to get out of hand.

This was the first time he had confronted his mother head on. Even if he couldn't win, he couldn't lose too badly.

Pei Qingcheng smiled, "Please come earlier next time. We can drink and have fun together."

Madam Ye's eyebrows twitched, but she remained calm and collected, "I don't like to beat around the bush with you. I know that the Pei clan can now function normally, and the higher-ups of your clan are all elites in the industry." "Chen Du has already been poached. One look and it's clear that it's my son's handiwork."

Pei Qingcheng continued to smile as she admitted her mistake, "Yes, I admit it."