Chapter 191: Your Corner Might Not Be As Impregnable As You Think

Zhu Yuan held her phone, her fingertips feeling as if they had been pricked by a needle, but she quickly and calmly closed the news, turned the phone face down on the table, and continued touching up her makeup.

Tonight is the final performance of the play.

Because the response to this play has been unprecedented, both the box office and the attendance rate have broken all-time records.

The national tour begins next week.

At the thought that the first stop is Yucheng, Zhu Yuan's mood improved.

It was just that right before she went on stage, she vaguely heard someone behind the curtain discussing that news.

"Isn't President Sheng dating Xiao Fengzheng? Why is he being linked to Ning Huaiqing again?"

"I also didn't expect the lethality of a 'white moonlight' to be so powerful!"

"Who said Ning Huaiqing is Sheng Yu's white moonlight?"

"Have you forgotten? Back then, Ning Huaiqing's status in Sheng Yu's circle was not ordinary; Sheng Yu treated her differently than other women, if that's not a white moonlight, what is?"

"With the white moonlight back in the country, the woman used for amusement is naturally no longer favored."

"No way, don't talk about Xiao Fengzheng like that."

"Pfft, you really think she flew up the branch to become a phoenix? She's just a kite; isn't it a case of him letting it fly when he wants and snapping the kite string when he doesn't?"

Zhu Yuan reined in her thoughts, took a deep breath, and threw herself into the performance with her full state of mind.

To bring this performance to a perfect conclusion.

Night fell.

The Pei Family Bank was shrouded in a hazy night.

Pei Ling, dressed in black sportswear, walked out the front door with long strides, not even having zipped up his athletic jacket; he glanced at Pei Li in the driver's seat and said, "Move over!"

Pei Li did not dare to hesitate for a moment and sat in the passenger seat.

As Pei Ling swung his long legs into the car, the moment the door slammed shut, he floored the gas pedal, not even fastening his seatbelt.

It made Pei Li's heart jump with fright.

"Tell people to take down the trending search!"

Pei Li hurriedly took out his phone and made a call, yet he had only just started speaking when the person on the other end said, "Sheng Yu's trending search has already been taken down; there isn't a ripple to be seen now."

"Second Master." Pei Li looked at him.

The man's cold gaze showed no sign of anything unusual, as if he had already anticipated it, "They took it down fast; guilty conscience!"

Pei Li was stunned inwardly, not expecting Second Master to be increasingly concerned about Miss Zhu's affairs.

He suddenly felt a glimmer of hope.

Could Miss Zhu change Second Master in the future and give him the conviction to want to live?

The car sped along the road like an arrow released from a bow.

It took almost half the usual time to arrive and stop at the back door of the Theater.

Pei Ling got out of the car, not even bothering to close the door, and walked straight inside.

Only when his footsteps entered the backstage area did he suddenly stop, tug at the collar of his jacket, and lower his head to sniff it, ensuring there was no odor, before continuing inside.

Walking into the backstage area, one could hear the music and the actors delivering their lines from the stage.

Pei Ling stood where he was and listened for a few moments; it happened to be a break for Zhu Yuan.

He walked forward, pulled aside the gauze curtain, and saw Zhu Yuan sitting in the actors' break area, drinking water and tidying her hair in the mirror.

Others saw Pei Ling and greeted him respectfully: "Second Master."

Hearing this familiar form of address, Zhu Yuan instinctively looked up and met Pei Ling's deep brown eyes, which were like amber buried under a glacier.

"Get out." At Pei Ling's command, the others temporarily went outside.

Zhu Yuan set down her water cup and stood up, "Is Second Master looking for me?"

She was in her stage makeup, looking a few years more mature than usual and possessing more charm, yet she was not as pleasant to look at as when she was without any makeup.

Pei Ling kept a cold face, "Didn't you say you were dating Sheng Yu normally?"

He sneered: "The kind where you get cheated on?"

This remark was even worse than those made by the gossips.

Zhu Yuan said calmly, "There is no cheating, Second Master, please don't talk nonsense."

"Think that just because you took down the trending search you can cover everyone's mouths? Zhu Yuan, aren't you supposed to have guts? Turns out you're a coward."

A curse almost slipped out of Zhu Yuan's mouth, but she remembered she was a person with a boyfriend now and couldn't just swear.

She suppressed the urge to lash out, "Did Second Master eat some bad Medicine tonight? You start picking on me the moment we meet. Tonight is the final performance of the play; if you make me cry, how am I supposed to perform?"

Pei Ling was slightly taken aback, his gaze fixed on her eyes, and finding no sign that she was about to cry, he snorted coldly: "Think I'm just counting on you to make money?"

"I am the troupe's star attraction right now, so isn't it exactly that you're counting on me to make money?" Zhu Yuan said this without a hint of modesty, "Also, regarding my affairs with Sheng Yu, I hope Second Master will not interfere, nor comment on our relationship at will."

"Is Sheng Yu really that good, making you so infatuated?"

Zhu Yuan glared at him, daring to be angry but not daring to speak, wanting to say she wasn't infatuated to that extent and was still very clear-headed, but her break was almost over and she had to go on stage soon; if they kept arguing, it would delay the performance.

"Yes, I am just so madly in love with Sheng Yu that I won't marry anyone else in this life!"

Pei Ling seemed to be angered into a laugh, "You trust him that much?"

"Yes, I trust him."

Yet the moment she finished speaking, a cold voice came from nearby, "Pei Second Master, are you trying to poach someone right in front of me?"

The gauze curtain was pulled aside, and the cold, noble man walked in, his powerful aura not restrained in the slightest.

When Sheng Yu said this, his gaze was fixed on Zhu Yuan.

Zhu Yuan clearly saw the smile and smugness in the man's eyes and suddenly realized that all her "confessions" just now had been heard by him; he was getting cocky again!

She pointed at him and said viciously, "Sheng Yu, you just wait!"

"Okay," Sheng Yu replied "obediently."

Pei Ling narrowed his eyes; looking at Sheng Yu's reaction, the situation did not seem to be that way.

After Zhu Yuan went up on stage, Sheng Yu lazily glanced at Pei Ling, a viciousness gradually rising in the depths of his eyes that he had not revealed in front of Zhu Yuan, "Pei, I've said that even if I were dead, it wouldn't be your turn."

"No need to wait for you to die," Pei Ling pulled the zipper of his black sports jacket to the top, the collar pressing against his sharp, cold Adam's apple, "As long as I want to, your corner may not be as unbreakable as you think."

Pei Li had been waiting in the car for quite a while, and finally saw Pei Ling come out.

It was long past mealtime, and Pei Li was still worried about Second Master not feeling well.

He got out of the car and opened the door, watching as Pei Ling seemingly casually brushed his fingers against the clothes over his abdomen; Pei Li had been by his side for a long time and knew what that meant.

It was a stomachache.

It was no ordinary stomachache.

The car door closed, and Pei Li fished a medicine bottle from his pocket, pouring out two pills for Pei Ling, "Second Master."

Pei Ling took the pills and tossed them into his mouth nonchalantly.

Pei Li had just unscrewed the water bottle when Pei Ling swallowed the pills directly, one hand resting casually on his abdomen.

Seeing Pei Li's worry, he sneered: "I won't die anytime soon."