C35

"My love for you can take my life."

These tiresome words echoed in Pei Qingcheng's mind.

On the way back to Zhuang Shengxiao's dream, Pei Qingcheng repeatedly touched this sentence.

Ye Wen's tired words carried a bloody cruelty.

Take his life?

Could he do it?

For example, Tang Kefeng, when Pei Qingcheng did not mention Pei Zi Yun's loophole, he said that he wanted to take care of her.

When Pei Qingcheng mentioned Pei Zi Yun, Tang Kefeng was so scared that he was at a loss for words.

Thus, she only listened to what Ye Xiu said.

She did want his life. She was afraid that before the small knife in her hand could pierce his heart, someone would break her hand.

Pei Qingcheng knew that Ding Han, who was sitting in the first passenger seat, was an expert, not only was he smart and quick, but even a few big men could not beat him.

The people around Ye Wen were all dragons and phoenixes, and there were also many hidden experts around him.

Nightmare was as rich as a nation. He was extremely good in the business world, so he naturally made enemies everywhere. It was normal for him to have a few bodyguards. Who knew how many lives he had on him?

Yin Ha's life was taken by Ye Wen.

Yin Hai, Yin Ha, was always the most painful thing in Pei Qingcheng's heart.

Back at the Manor, Pei Qingcheng rested early.

Today was a day of great suffering for her. Because of Tang Kexin, because of Tang Kefeng.

The next day, Pei Qingcheng disappeared.

Early in the morning, Pei Qingcheng was not in her room.

Housekeeper Hu would wake up at six in the morning and walk around the manor for a while. The doorman came to report that he had seen his wife walk out of the manor at around five in the morning.

"Looks like it?" Housekeeper Hu was almost scared to death by the words of the doorman Mo Ling, "Are you really my wife or not?"

"It was just dawn this morning, and a woman in black was walking out of our Manor's Morning Dream. Coincidentally, the guard at the entrance changed his guard, so we thought that he was the one who went out to purchase things, but when we looked at the monitor later, it turned out to be his wife."

Housekeeper Hu was so scared that he went to watch the surveillance cameras and saw that Pei Qingcheng was dressed in black, walking out of the manor like a ghost.

His wife had left Zhuang Shengxiao's dream early in the morning. Furthermore, her expression was different from usual. Housekeeper Hu quickly went to inform Ding Han.

Ding Han, on the other hand, was relatively calm. He said to Butler Hu, "It's alright."

"Madam left early in the morning. Didn't you inform Mister?"

"No need." Ding Han said, "I know."

Since that was the case, Housekeeper Hu was relieved.

However, he found it strange that on such a cold day, his wife didn't even want a car, but instead just walked out of the Zhuang Shengxiao Dream.

Pei Qingcheng went out early, but did not return to the Pei Residence for a day.

That night, when the lanterns in Zhuang Shengxiao's dream were lit, Pei Qingcheng did not return.

The dinner was very sumptuous, but Nightmare ate very little.

He stood at the window of his room, through which he could clearly see the path that led from the garden to the house.

Ding Han stood behind Ye Wen. He knew that his grandpa was waiting for his wife to return.

"Master, the white flowers you asked us to send over this morning have all been thrown away by Madam." Ding Han finally broke the deathly silence.

Ye Wen's tired back stood straight, without any change.

In any case, it's the same thing every year. Perhaps this grandpa is already used to it.

Now she was back in her dream, but on this day everything was back to its starting point.

"My lord, my wife has been there all day. Now that she has gone to the nightclub to drink, I'm afraid she will come back drunk."

"Once a year." Nightingale turned and closed the window. Just as she reached the wine cabinet and opened the door, her fingers touched a bottle of brandy and then she shrank back.

Ding Han had just taken out the tired crystal goblet, but when he saw that Ye Wen did not take out the wine, he asked curiously, "Master, why aren't you interested tonight?"

"A family can't have two drunk people at the same time." Ye Wen said wearily.

Actually, although it was not as exaggerated as not getting drunk, it was still quite difficult for him to get drunk.

Ding Han knew that the reason he didn't drink at night was to take care of his drunken wife.

Ten o'clock.

Eleven o'clock.

It was midnight.

After today.

From the short message on his phone, the concierge went to the butler, Ding Han, and reported, "Madam is back. Sing all the way, no one is allowed to help you."

When he finally returned, Ye Wen wrinkled his brows and quickly left the room.

The garden that was filled with dreams was like a maze at night. Pei Qingcheng, who was not very familiar with the garden and was drunk, was wandering around and almost got lost.

Fortunately, the lamps in the garden were bright enough, otherwise, he would really have lost his way.

She was panting as she walked, and her head was spinning.

Alcohol is such a good thing. Every time you get drunk, you get a sense of happiness that you don't feel when you're awake.

So she sang and walked.

Suddenly, a pair of strong arms supported her. "Where do you want to go? I'll take you there."

Pei Qingcheng stopped and narrowed her eyes as she looked up.

He was wearing a black pajamas with brown sides and a black coat draped over his shoulders.

In the middle of the night, it was pitch black from head to toe. If it wasn't for the fact that his beautiful face could support this endless black, someone would have seen him in the middle of the night.

It was Zhang Ye who was feeling tired. He stood under the orange coloured street lamp. Such a warm tone could not warm up the atmosphere around this person.

Pei Qingcheng smiled as she staggered closer to him.

As she approached, he smelled alcohol.

Tonight, Pei Qingcheng had drank a lot, and her bodyguard had been giving Ding Han an update in panic, and Ye Wen knew this very well.

"Dint, Madame ordered another cup of apocalyptic love, with tequila as her foundation."

"Tinker's help, Madame drank seven blessings."

Seven small blessings were seven wine cups, each of them containing a different kind of strong wine. After drinking it all at once, even the strong man would be poured down.

As a result, her entire body was reeking of alcohol, and her eyes were glazed over. It seemed that she was almost drunk.

Pei Qingcheng went back to the village to dream for a week and had already been drunk three times.

It seemed like it would be difficult for him to be clear-headed by his side.

Nightingale wrapped one arm around her and the other around her waist to keep her body from sliding softly down. "Tilt, let's go back to the room."

"No." Pei Qingcheng laid on his chest as she giggled. Her eyes were filled with tears and sorrow, "The dream of Zhuang Shengxiao is so beautiful, I have never enjoyed its nighttime scenery properly!"

Actually, Ye Wen would rather she cried, or at least she cried out her real self.

He wrapped his arm around the girl's slender waist and walked slowly along the gravel path.

The sound of footsteps could be heard behind her. She was drunk, but she understood what was going on. She turned her head to look at him before sneering, "Your subordinates are afraid that I would do something to you?"

Ye Wen did not turn around. He only raised his hand.

Of course, Ding Han and the bodyguards could understand what he meant, and he wanted them to leave.

In fact, in Zhuang Shengxiao's dream, of course it was very safe.

However, Ding Han knew that the most dangerous person in his embrace was his wife.

However, the two of them had always been playing with each other.

One was willing to fight while the other was willing to take it.

As subordinates, what else could they say?

Ding Han left with his bodyguards, leaving only Pei Qingcheng and Ye Wen in the courtyard.

Zhuang Shengxiao, who had been walking for so long, had such a big dream.

Pei Qingcheng staggered in her steps, drunk to the point of drunkenness.

Stopping under a big tree, Nightingale leaned her against a tree trunk and took her head in her hands.

The drunk Pei Qingcheng had a kind of beauty that she normally wouldn't have when she was awake. She was like a drunk rose, with the fragrance of roses and the aroma of wine.

However, Ye Wen didn't want to see her get drunk all day.

Gently lifting the hair from her face, the girl's eyes were clear and sad.

Every year today, Pei Qingcheng would get drunk from drinking too much.

Every time, he would send Yin Ha's favorite teapot, but it would always be thrown away by Pei Qingcheng.

It used to be like this, and now it is.

Even yesterday she had slept beside him, holding his arm like a little hedgehog seeking warmth and putting down its guard.

However, the moment she woke up, all the thorns on her body stood up straight.

He understood her pain, so he didn't ask his bodyguard to stop Pei Qingcheng from drinking.

Actually, if one was drunk, even though waking up the next day would be uncomfortable, it was still better than always waking up and feeling pain.

How much did she love Yinha?

To love Yin Ha for two years, yet she didn't feel any pain at all?

The more she loved, the more her tired heart ached.

Looking at the enchanting eyes of Pei Qingcheng, it was as if his heart had been hollowed out and thrown into the endless darkness of the sea.

A cold wind blew, ruffling the girl's long hair.

Ye Wen hastily took off his outer coat and wrapped it around Pei Qingcheng.

"Let's go back!" He sighed dreamily in her ear.

"Fatigue Ye." Pei Qingcheng suddenly grabbed hold of the collar of his pajamas and asked, "What did you tell me yesterday?"

Ye Wen paused for two seconds. Pei Qingcheng looked at him and suddenly burst out laughing, his shrill laughter reverberating throughout the empty garden.

"I'm really childish, right? What I said when I was in high spirits was just the increase in hormones and the release of dopamine from my body. How could I take it seriously?"

The lady was laughing so hard that she was unable to catch her breath. Tears trickled down the corners of her eyes.

Ye Wen wiped away her tears with his thumb. "I stopped because I was thinking about what I said to you yesterday. Now I remember."

"Oh?" Pei Qingcheng raised her head, her eyes were as innocent as a child's, "Is that so? Which sentence is it?"

"You can take my life anytime you want!" Ye Wen slightly parted his lips and spoke word by word.

"Alright." Pei Qingcheng nodded her head as she used her finger to draw circles on his chest, "So, that means to say, your words still count today?"

"Yes." Ye Wen was tired and calm.

Pei Qingcheng abruptly lifted her head, and stared at Ye Wen with wide eyes, as the laughter in her eyes faded away. Her fingers also stopped drawing circles on his chest, and a hint of malice could be seen in her eyes.

"Good, very good." She stood up straight and left the arms of the night, staring unblinkingly at the dark eyes of the night sky under the orange light. "If that's the case, then I'll take your life today. I'll sacrifice my Yin Ha."