Before the two men could turn around from their daze, Ling Shaohui had already taken the wheelchair from the servant and walked into the house.
Beichen Xiao, who was standing in front of them, seemed to have stiffened his hand. It had been loose, but he couldn't help but tighten it.
After pausing for a while, he stepped forward and followed them. His back was turned to them, and his expression was invisible, but his stiff back clearly showed his forbearance and awkwardness at this time.
Entering the living room, the host greeted me for tea.
The tea is grown, picked and harvested by oneself, and it is all of the best quality.
Bai Peihan is sitting in a wheelchair, washing and making tea with a pair of dexterous hands.
It seems that this craft can't be so stable and familiar even if it takes three to five years.
On the sofa, several men's eyes fell on her at the same time, but the look in each of their eyes was different.
The atmosphere is a little weird.
Cups of fragrant tea were placed in front of several people. She smiled softly and said, "I haven't touched this for a long time. My skills are inevitably a bit rusty. Let's just make do with it."
Ling Shaohui hurriedly said with concern: "Pei Pei, you are not in good health. Let me take care of this from now on."
"It's rare to see Ah Xiao today. I have to make the tea myself." Wen Wan's eyes turned to Bei Chenxiao, who paused for a moment and looked away from her without any trace.
"You called me all the way here, must something be wrong?" Bei Chenxiao's long fingers stroked the rim of the cup in front of him, the celadon tea cup, the light green tea, usually only those with a state of mind would taste it carefully.
The mountains are high and the water is long.
Bai Peihan took a sip of tea and asked everyone to try it too.
Wen Ze and Lei Xiang hurriedly looked at their boss's face. When they saw him picking up the cup and taking a sip, they raised their glasses at the same time.
A cup of tea passed.
Bai Peihancai said quietly: "Axiao, actually I asked you to come here because I want to ask you for a favor."
"Just ask." The man's voice was still cold and hard, seeming to contain some suppressed anger.
Bai Peihan glanced at Ling Shaohui, who nodded affirmatively to her, expressing his unwavering support for her, so she smiled gratefully at him. In addition to gratitude, she also felt deep love.
This smile was particularly dazzling when it fell into Bei Chenxiao's eyes.
He held the tea cup in his palm and could almost feel it breaking into pieces in his hand.
Bai Peihan's eyes were flowing, like a clear spring for making tea. She looked at Beichen Xiao and begged, "A Xiao, I want to return to China."
Beichen Xiao was shocked and looked at her with a complicated expression in his eyes.
She continued: "My illness is getting worse. Maybe one day..." She bit her lower lip and swallowed that possibility, "So, I want to go home."
Bei Chenxiao frowned and felt heartbroken for the hidden meaning in her words.
But when he opened his mouth, he still said coldly, "You can return to China at any time if you want. How can I help?"
Bai Peihan shook his head, with a hint of sadness, "I don't want my parents to know about my return home for the time being. I have been hiding it from them, saying that I am in good health, but since last month, I have not been able to walk as well.
It’s very difficult. I don’t want them to worry. I just want to spend the rest of my days quietly. Shaohui doesn’t know much about the situation in the country and has no connections, so he wants to go back quietly and find a place to stay.
It seems impossible to find the place where I was born. And here, my uncle has to personally send someone to check every half month. If he finds that I am gone, he will definitely look for me. With his power, he should find us soon.
, so, out of desperation, I thought of asking you for help."
She looked at Bei Chenxiao pleadingly, "Axiao, I hope you can help me."
He was expressionless and did not agree immediately, "I'll think about it."
As long as there is no rejection, there is hope. Bai Peihan smiled gently and said "Thank you."
Beichen Xiao's heart felt even more uncomfortable.
He had been separated from her for nearly ten years and had not heard from her. It was not that he could not be contacted, but that he was resisting contact.
She refused to marry him back then and went to Country Y with Jack, which shocked him so much that he even felt depressed for a long time.
Unexpectedly, after a long separation, she was already terminally ill. Her request was not excessive, she just wanted to return to her country.
But faced with such a simple request for help, he hesitated.
Wenze and Lei Xiang felt that the atmosphere was too sad, so they excused themselves to smoke and go out for some fresh air.
Standing on the bluestone road outside, Lei Xiang stared with big eyes and said, "Wenze, punch me."
Wenze punched him unceremoniously on the lower abdomen. He screamed in pain and cursed angrily, "Fuck, you really hit me."
Wenze rubbed his fists nonchalantly and said, "It's disrespectful."
Lei Xiang snorted, and then said curiously: "Why does this woman look exactly like Wen Tong, and even has the same voice, but she looks like she is about to die, and speaks softly and weakly... It's really amazing,
It’s like two vases baked in one oven... Oh my god, it’s incredible.”
He clicked his tongue in surprise.
Wen Ze naturally had many more thoughts than him. He soon thought of Beichen Xiao's obsession with Wen Tong. He had been with Beichen Xiao for some years, but Qianfan had passed so many women around him, and there was no one.
It can make him favor her. It turns out that Wen Tong's specialness comes from the fact that she has the same face as his old lover. He feels a little sad for Wen Tong. For a long time, even he, an outsider, thought that she was very fond of Chen Shao.
The more special one, from this point of view, she is just a substitute.
However, this woman named Peipei and Ling Shaohui seem to be lovers, which means that her boss can only watch but cannot eat.
Alas, no matter how much money you have, it is not everything, and love cannot be bought with money.
If a woman doesn't like you, even if you put mountains of gold and silver in front of her, she will still go looking for her.
When the two of them finished smoking and returned to the house, the tea party had already dispersed.
Bai Peihan was not in good health and went to rest early.
Bei Chenxiao was sitting on the sofa, processing emails on his mobile phone.
That Johnson seemed to be Ling Shaohui's assistant. After discussing with him for a few words, he took Wen Ze and Lei Xiang to see the room.
For a moment, only Beichenxiao and Ling Shaohui were left in the hall.
Since there was no one else around, Ling Shaohui said straight to the point: "Mr. Beichen, I know you are still resenting me for taking Peipei away, but I am a doctor, and it is always better for me to be by her side than for you to be by her side.
Moreover, we truly love each other, and we were together before your Beichen family and Bai family even agreed on the marriage, and I am not the third party."