famous first flash marriage

A black Rolls-Royce is driving smoothly on the elevated.

In the car, Mu Zihao handed the medicine to Pei Yuancheng, and silently unscrewed the mineral water bottle and handed it to him.

Pei Yuancheng's face was pale, his forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and even the color of his lips became very pale.

"Young master...how about going back and having the doctor check it? You haven't been in a good condition for the past two days."

Mu Zihao looked at Pei Yuancheng worriedly and said.

After returning from Mount Mang, Pei Yuansheng resumed his continuous high-intensity work, even busier than before.

For the CEO of a large group like Pei Yuansheng, there is no distinction between working days, holidays and commuting.

Everyone else is busy with the New Year, but Pei Yuancheng's schedule is always full.

Just like today, he got up at seven o'clock in the morning and went to the company to reply emails at eight o'clock, met customers at noon, and processed documents in the afternoon until six o'clock in the evening, and then drove non-stop to Tang Xiao's house.

Mu Zihao was supposed to be driving the car, but the first time he saw his young master this afternoon, he felt that his condition was not right.

So I arranged for the driver Xiao Wang to drive, and I sat in the back and watched.

Sure enough, before half of the journey, he saw his young master with his eyes closed, his face and lips turning pale, and cold sweat dripping from his smooth forehead.

After a while, his slender fingers pressed against the heart with a little force, and his long and straight eyebrows were also deeply frowned.

Obviously, the young master's heart is not feeling well again.

Mu Zihao sighed, his hunch proved to be correct, but he was not happy about it, he really hoped that his guess was wrong.

He quickly took out the medicine he was carrying with him and handed it over. Pei Yuancheng didn't say anything, but he swallowed all the pills with water.

Taking medicine is a common occurrence for him.

only……

Obviously, the young master had been healthy for a while after the operation last year. At that time, everyone thought that the young master would become no different from a normal person.

But fate did not treat the young master favorably.

It seems that since he was stabbed by Miss Ji, the young master's health has been getting worse and worse. In the past six months, his overall condition has become closer and closer to that before the heart transplant operation.

Mu Zihao was very anxious, but it was of no avail.

Because, he knew that he couldn't change his young master.

In this world, if there is anyone whose words can be heard by the young master, then this person is only Miss Tang.

Of course, he hoped that the young master could meet Miss Tang more often. After all, every time he saw Miss Tang, the young master would be very happy and relaxed.

but……

In this situation tonight, is the young master sure he can handle it?
Before leaving at night, he heard from his secretary Xiao Zhao that the young master woke up from a nap at noon and was in such a bad state that he almost fainted...

"Master..."

Seeing that the other party closed his eyes and remained silent after taking the medicine, Mu Zihao couldn't help pleading again: "Why don't we go to a nearby hospital for a check-up first, and Ms. Tang and the others please wait for a while, okay?"

"Need not."

Although Pei Yuancheng's voice was low and weak, his tone was unquestionable.

Mu Zihao said helplessly: "Master, you look very bad now, even if you go to Miss Tang's house, you will definitely be noticed..."

"fine."

Pei Yuancheng leaned back on the chair with his eyes closed, and said lightly, "I'll just sleep for a while."

Mu Zihao glanced at the driver, wanting to divert the driver to the hospital while the young master fell asleep.

As a result, Pei Yuancheng, who closed his eyes, seemed to be able to hear Mu Zihao's inner voice, and suddenly said: "Zihao, don't make a wrong idea."

Mu Zihao took a deep breath and said innocently, "...Master, I don't have one."

The corners of Pei Yuancheng's pale lips raised slightly, as if to say, you can't hide from me your little thoughts.

Seeing this, Mu Zihao had no choice but to give up his plan.

"Send Xiaoxiao a message saying I'll be there in half an hour. If she calls you..."

Halfway through Pei Yuancheng's words, the phone rang suddenly in the quiet car.

He opened his eyes, raised his hand, and seemed to have no strength, so he turned his head and glanced at Mu Zihao.

Mu Zihao and Pei Yuancheng have cultivated a certain tacit understanding in the past two years, so he quickly picked up his young master's cell phone and answered the call.

As expected, it was Miss Tang who called.

"Hello? Miss Tang, it's me, Mu Zihao."

Mu Zihao glanced at the young master who was pale but his eyes instantly brightened, and thought, if the young master was not so weak and his voice was weak at the moment, how could he give himself the opportunity to talk to Miss Tang?

Mu Zihao pressed the speaker with great interest.

Tang Xiao's sweet and gentle voice sounded: "Butler Mu? Why is it you, where is your young master?"

Pei Yuancheng played tricks on Mu Zihao.

Mu Zihao sighed, but still smiled and said, "I'm sorry, Miss Tang, the young master has just finished his work, and we'll be leaving right away. It should be... within half an hour at most."

"That's right."

Tang Xiao said calmly, "Okay, I get it, don't worry, pay attention to safety on the road."

"Okay, Miss Tang."

"Well, bye~"

Tang Xiao hung up the phone.

Mu Zihao looked at his young master, but saw a smile on his pale and handsome face.

I couldn't help but mutter in my heart, I just heard Miss Tang's voice, how could I be so happy?

If the people in the company saw the young master's appearance, they would definitely not believe it.

Let alone them, even he is still not used to it.

"Master, please rest for a while."

Mu Zihao said softly.

"Ah."

Pei Yuancheng was in a good mood, and closed his eyes again with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Perhaps because of taking the medicine and sweating, he quickly fell asleep.

Half an hour later, the black Rolls Royce stopped in the underground garage.

Mu Zihao saw that Pei Yuancheng was in a deep sleep, and his profile was peaceful, so he couldn't bear to wake him up.

But Pei Yuancheng suddenly opened his eyes, turned his head and asked, "What time is it? Are you there?"

It was as if the time was automatically set in his head.

Mu Zihao said helplessly, "Here we are, young master. It's been just half an hour."

"okay."

Pei Yuancheng nodded, and before the driver opened the door, he couldn't wait to open the door and get out of the car.

After all, he was still weak, and just after taking two steps, his slender body shook slightly.

Mu Zihao was so frightened that his heart almost jumped out of his mouth, he hurried over to support him: "Master! Are you alright?"

Pei Yuancheng closed his eyes, restraining the bouts of dizziness in front of him. After a minute or two, he opened his eyes again and said in a low voice, "It's okay."

"Master..."

Mu Zihao held Pei Yuancheng's arm, and felt that the young master seemed to have lost a lot of weight. He was about 1.8 meters tall, but he didn't seem to weigh much.

"Master, let's go back—"

"You go back first."

Pei Yuancheng looked sideways at him with clear eyes and a low but clear voice.

"I'm fine, don't worry."

Mu Zihao was about to cry.

Why isn't he worried about that?
If something really happened to the young master, how could he explain to Uncle Yan under Jiuquan in the future?

"Master, I beg you. Can you not see Miss Tang tonight? Your body is more important than anything else."

Mu Zihao begged.

"No, you are wrong."

Pei Yuancheng said lightly: "In my heart, there is nothing more important than her."

"...!!"

Mu Zihao was stunned.

He was silent for a while, and finally couldn't help it: "I know you love Miss Tang, but if you are dead, how can you love her?"

He couldn't accept the young master's view that Miss Tang was more important than his life.

In his heart, the young master is the most important thing.

"Everything has its own will. As long as I live, I will love her as long as I live."

A faint smile appeared on Pei Yuancheng's pale and handsome face.

"..."

Mu Zihao felt stuck in his throat, unable to utter a single word.

"Let's go."

Pei Yuancheng glanced at him and said, "Send me up."

"Yes, sir."

Enduring the pain in his heart, Mu Zihao bowed his head in response.

In the living room of Tang Xiao's house, exquisite and sumptuous dishes had already been set on the dining table.

The cake is also ready to be placed on the side table, and even the candles are unpacked and ready to be lit at any time.

Only tonight's main character, Mr. Shou Xing, has not yet arrived.

"This guy, Pei Zi, is actually late, for so long! This doesn't look like his style at all, does he? In my impression, Pei Zi is more punctual than anyone else. He has always had the most sense of time."

Yan Ling leaned on the sofa and muttered.

"Didn't you say that you just finished your work? Pei Zi has a lot of things to do every day. Do you think you are as busy as the nominal dean who spends his time in the office with parrots every day?"

Ah Meng complained unceremoniously.

"What nominal dean! I am the deputy dean, responsible for all affairs of the nursing home, and I am the absolute backbone and elite! Do you understand it? Don't be fooled if you don't understand."

Yan Ling shouted angrily.

Ah Meng chuckled: "I've never seen such a leisurely dean like you. Are you a fake dean?"

"..."

Yan Ling rolled his eyes and said, "I think you are a fake racing driver, right? You stay at home with your wife and children all day long, so you might as well go home and be a full-time housewife."

"Okay, that's exactly what I mean!"

Ah Meng put his arms around Min Qiuhan, tilted his head and kissed Min Qiuhan's forehead: "Honey, I will take care of the children at home in the future, will you support me?"

"Okay, as long as you're happy."

Min Qiuhan said with a soft smile.

Ah Meng smiled proudly at Yan Ling.

Yan Ling covered his chest and made a posture of being hit by an arrow, and wailed: "Please don't show your affection! Single dogs can't hurt you! Don't let me see you anymore, I will be annoyed when I see you! Get married It’s amazing, having a wife is amazing? A happy marriage is amazing ahhhhh—”

"It's just amazing!"

Ah Meng said it as a matter of course.

Yan Ling rolled his eyes fiercely: "Shut up, I'm dead, I'm a dead person now, I don't want to listen to you!"

Ah Meng and Yan Ling are talking to each other, and Min Qiuhan, Tang Xiao, and Xinquan are watching happily.

However, even so, Tang Xiao was still a little uneasy.

Indeed, as Ah Meng said, Pei Yuancheng has always been a person with a special sense of time.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't be so late, right?

Is it...

What's the matter?