famous first flash marriage

1587、No one cares whether he is dead or alive

"boom!"

The steaming blue and white porcelain teacup slammed heavily at Pei Yuancheng.

He stood still and did not hide, letting the teacup hit his forehead, and the hot tea and the fragments of the teacup slid down the forehead.

There was a red mark on the forehead, which was as white as jade, and blood oozes from it.

The side face became visibly red and swollen.

Pei Yuancheng's thin body swayed slightly, but his expression remained calm, without even frowning.

The room was silent.

This was after the birthday banquet, the old man and several respected uncles politely "invited" Pei Yuancheng to the living room to discuss matters.

In fact, what should be said, before the birthday banquet started, he had made everything clear with the old man.

But the stubborn old man still refused to accept it.

Not only him, but his nephews, the so-called uncles with whom Pei Yuancheng didn't have much contact, also tried to make Pei Yuancheng change his mind one by one.

However, Pei Yuancheng has never been a person who can be kidnapped by "family affection".

What's more, most of these people are only not closely related to him.

In their eyes, Pei Yuancheng is just someone who can be continuously sucked blood.

This swarm of leeches should have been cleaned up long ago.

Pei Yuancheng originally didn't intend to say nothing today, but now it seems that there is no need to say anything.

He raised his head, smiled slightly at the majestic but uneasy old man sitting on the grand teacher's chair, and said indifferently: "That's the end of the conversation, let me take my leave."

Pei Xingcai's gray pupils shrank suddenly, and his wrinkled old face couldn't help twitching.

Most of the people present already showed expressions of despair.

They are angry, restless, and powerless.

Pei Xingcai's branch, relying on the big mountain of the Pei family to eat and wait for death for many years, none of them can succeed.

If it weren't for these people being too useless, Pei Yuancheng wouldn't have killed them all.

Pei Xingcai gritted his teeth, stood up with his elbows on the armrest, and said in a slow voice, "Wait..."

Pei Yuancheng's footsteps paused, but he didn't turn his head. He only said slowly, "Master, take care."

After all, he left without looking back.

"Boom—"

With a deafening thunder, a long-planned heavy rain poured down.

When Pei Yuancheng walked to the door, Mu Zihao was already holding a big and strong black umbrella and guarding the door quietly.

When he saw the blood dripping from Pei Yuancheng's forehead and the burn on his side face, his pupils trembled, he took a step forward, and said in a low voice, "Master, who hurt you?"

In fact, I already have the answer in my heart, but I still can't believe that the other party dared to do this.

Pei Yuancheng looked into the distance through the heavy rain curtains, there was no emotion on his pale face, and there was loneliness in his eyes full of ink and ink.

"No problem."

"Master..."

Mu Zihao's usual gentle face suddenly showed a hint of cruelty, "How dare they treat you like this, if it weren't for you, they would have already—"

"All right."

Pei Yuancheng glanced at Mu Zihao indifferently, and said softly, "Let's go home."

"..."

Mu Zihao's heart trembled.

He subconsciously glanced at the few people chasing out from the living room.

There were different expressions on their faces, each of them hesitated to speak.

Mu Zihao's eyebrows were lowered, his eyes were ironic, and he had an expression of "I'll kill you if you approach him".

No one dared to approach.

Mu Zihao had a gun on his body. Not far away, the black stretched Lincoln was surrounded by bodyguards with live ammunition.

This made those people more convinced that Pei Yuansheng came prepared.

Seeing that Pei Yuancheng got into the car, the bodyguards got into the accompanying vehicle, and the black extended Lincoln and the accompanying vehicle disappeared into the heavy rain, some of them finally couldn't help stomping heavily.

"Just let him go?!"

A middle-aged man with wide forehead and phoenix eyes said anxiously.

"Otherwise, what can we do? We can't stop him at all!"

Another tall and thin middle-aged man shook his head and said.

"As soon as he leaves, we will have nowhere to go in the future!"

A short and fat middle-aged man shook his head, and snorted, "Grandfather can't cover us anymore. When Grandpa and his old man go to heaven, we people, I'm afraid we won't be able to go out to beg for food..."

"Ahem... Fourth, what nonsense are you talking about? Shut up."

The middle-aged man with wide forehead and phoenix eyes said quickly.

"Third brother, everyone is gone, are you still afraid that fourth child will tell the truth? That kid has no intention of giving us a way out."

"Second brother, what you said... I may not be so ruthless if I pay him back, right?"

The third child said hesitantly.

"So far, you still refuse to accept the reality?"

The short, chubby and sullen fourth son said bitterly: "That kid has long looked down on our team. He still listened to what the old man said before, but now his wings are stiff, and the old man is too old to be useful. He Where do you remember our old man? I think he wished the old man would die early! He even more wished that our poor relatives would starve to death earlier, so as not to disturb his eyes!"

"Fourth brother, please stop talking... Today is the eldest wife's birthday, what nonsense are you talking about? Take it back..."

The third child hastily patted the arm of the fourth child.

"Damn that kid."

The fourth child lowered his voice, and his tone was full of resentment, "When his father was alive, he promised the old man to ensure that our children and grandchildren would have no worries about food and clothing. Who knew that kid had only taken over the Pei family for ten years, so he couldn't wait to ask for it." Drive all our people out to fend for ourselves... In my opinion, he is not as good as his short-lived father."

"Fourth! Don't talk about it. I don't think Brother Cheng is targeting us on purpose. He must have difficulties. Besides, after the Pei family has grown in his hands, the money we get is several times more than before. ……"

The third child sighed, and said, "Forget it, fourth child. With the money left in our hands, we will not have to worry about food and clothing for the rest of our lives, so we won't end up going out to work with others."

"From frugality to luxury is easy, from luxury to frugality is difficult."

The second child shook his head, sighed, patted the fourth child on the shoulder, and pointed out: "Fourth brother, if you have any good ideas, you might as well talk to your brother in private. Is he the third brother? He has always been a Buddhist middle-aged man who has nothing to do with the world, but if he doesn't fight, won't he get any benefits? If you want me to say, we already have a share in the huge property of the Pei family. "

"Of course, second brother, you understand the truth."

The corner of the fourth child's mouth raised, revealing a sinister smile: "I have a plan..."

The third child frowned, and did not argue with the second and fourth child, but pretended not to hear anything, turned around and left without saying a word.

In the RV, Mu Zihao opened the medicine box and treated Pei Yuancheng's wound.

Due to Pei Yuancheng's poor health, Mu Zihao, as his housekeeper, naturally kept various medicines and first aid kits in the car.

Pei Yuancheng leaned back on the chair with his eyes closed, except for the occasional slight frown because of the pain in the wound, he didn't say a word and groaned throughout the whole process.

However, that handsome and flawless face became paler and paler, and the lips even showed a light purple color.

His breathing was very light, and sometimes Mu Zihao wondered if he had passed out.

"Master, the bandage is finished, are you feeling unwell?"

Mu Zihao asked softly.

"fine."

Pei Yuancheng's voice was very soft, and his eyes were still closed.

Mu Zihao was very worried, and wanted to ask a few more questions, but his young master looked tired at the moment. Apparently, a shareholders' meeting had been held today to deal with the company's chores, and he rushed to the ancestral house to deal with the troublesome relatives ...I'm exhausted right now.

The old man's actions not only hurt the young master's forehead and cheek, but also hurt the young master's heart.

He has been with him for so long, more or less, he still knows him.

The young master has never been a person who does not value feelings.

He received very little love from his family, but he was especially tolerant and caring towards them.

For the old man's family, the young master is truly benevolent.

If it hadn't reached the point where he couldn't bear it, how could the young master have so resolutely separated them from the Pei family.

As far as he knew, the shareholder who was removed from the board of directors by the young master belonged to a branch of the Pei consortium, and had a loss of one billion yuan on the books.

And that's just the tip of the iceberg.

More inside information has yet to be unearthed.

The young master couldn't stand the group of leeches anymore.

No one would be more merciful than the young master.

The more Mu Zihao thought about it, the angrier he became, he clenched his fists silently, he really hated himself for not being by the young master's side at that time, if he had been there, it would have been impossible for that pedantic and stubborn old man to hurt even a single hair of the young master.

The rain outside the window is getting heavier, and the car is driving through the torrential rain. Even if the doors and windows are closed, you can still feel an uncomfortable humidity.

Mu Zihao was still regretting himself, when he suddenly heard a short panting sound.

Turning his head to look, he saw Pei Yuancheng's face was pale, his thin purple lips were slightly parted, and his slender and clean five fingers were pressing hard on his chest, and he was panting with difficulty.

"Whoosh..."

"Whoosh..."

On the pale forehead, sweat slowly flowed down the side of the face that had just been scalded.

His long and straight eyebrows were tightly frowned, his chest heaved violently, but the air he exhaled was still less than the one he inhaled... His face gradually turned blue and tightened.The closed long eyelashes kept trembling.

Master, this is...

Heart attack!

Mu Zihao was terrified.

Although it wasn't the first time I saw the young master get sick, but this time, it was particularly fierce, and the young master's condition looked worse than before.

why?
Could it be because... being stimulated by that old man?

Mu Zihao's heart ached.

After all, the young master still... cares about those so-called "relatives".

But in this world, who really cares about the young master's feelings?
With tears in his eyes, Mu Zihao quickly pulled out the Jiuxin Pill, supported Pei Yuancheng who might faint at any moment with one hand, and brought the white pill to Pei Yuancheng's mouth with the other.

"Master, you should take the medicine quickly!"

Pei Yuancheng leaned in Mu Zihao's arms, and slowly opened his eyes, the pupils were already a little dizzy.

"Master, hold on... you'll be home soon, soon..."

Knowing that he had no strength, Mu Zihao had to forcefully stuff the medicine into his slightly parted lips.

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