Chapter 460

Hearing Fu Guiru slapped someone in the early morning and only returned to the residence at number 17 on the mountaintop after recording her statement at the police station in the afternoon.

Upon returning, she sat in front of the floor-to-ceiling window with a gloomy face, watching the light rain drifting outside, silently sulking.

Li Ye checked the time and hurriedly went to the kitchen with his sister Li Yue to stir-fry a few dishes, which they served with rice in front of Hearing Fu Guiru.

They had been busy with this mess since early morning; she hadn't even eaten breakfast or lunch!

But Hearing Fu Guiru just glanced at it and said indifferently: "You guys eat! I'm not hungry."

Sister Li Yue thought about trying to persuade her, but the little sister Fu Yiruo quietly pulled her sleeve and dragged them both outside.

"Mom is angry. Don't provoke her right now; she'll be able to adjust herself soon."

Sister Li Yue looked at her mother with concern and whispered: "Are you sure Mom is okay? Her face looks truly frightening."

Fu Yiruo nodded and said: "When I was little, Mom had a time like this too. Back then, Uncle introduced someone to Mom, wanting her to get married."

"Mom had a big fight with Uncle, and after she came back, she sat like this for a whole night. The next day she had another fight with Uncle, and then she was fine..."

Li Ye flipped through the dozen newspapers in his hand, couldn't help but smile, and stepped into the passenger seat of the Ferrari.

"Also, Brother, didn't you say Mr. Pei is a shareholder of Book Union Sales? These several newspapers were all bought from Book Union Sales newsstands. Why is that?"

Li Ye pursed his lips and whispered to Hearing Fu Guiru: "Mother, I think Pei Wencong is deliberately taking the initiative to scare the other party so they won't dare to pursue it too far. This isn't the mainland; a slap can also be filed as a case. It'll be very troublesome if it really gets dragged out."

"Want to know why? Why don't we just go ask Old Pei?"

"What's the trouble? At worst, I'll go sit in a cell for a few days," Hearing Fu Guiru said with a cold face. "The more you stir up this kind of thing, the more troublesome it gets. The less you pay attention to her, the less it matters. Now it's great—if it really gets into the newspapers, gossip will be flying everywhere!"

Fu Yiruo looked at the gnashing sister Li Yue, then looked back at her mother Hearing Fu Guiru, and suddenly understood what "cut from the same cloth" meant.

Fu Yiruo was truly shocked. Even if she didn't understand entertainment gossip, she knew Pei Wencong was in trouble.

When a person gets rich, they always go to resolve some inner obsessions first.

After dinner, Hearing Fu Guiru urged Li Ye and Fu Yiruo to go out and buy newspapers, and repeatedly warned them not to fool her.

Li Yue quietly looked at Li Ye, just in time to see Li Ye with his back to her, waving his hand vigorously behind his back.

"Brother, how can these newspaper reporters make things up so much? It's simply nonsense..."

Li Ye thought for a moment and said: "The problem shouldn't be too big. Pei Wencong is still in the publishing industry; he acquired a portion of the equity of Book Union Sales last year and became a major shareholder. He still has some influence in the media industry."

There is a saying in the circle of the rich: "Children can't take away your property, but a wife can."

"Brother, why is it like this? Is Mr. Pei going to be in trouble now? He doesn't even have a girlfriend yet!"

Who told Pei Wencong to be so generous with his money?

But when the two arrived at the foot of the mountain and circled around the streets and alleys of Central, they were both left crying and laughing.

So Pei Wencong either has to marry someone of equal social standing, or marry someone with a kind heart.

But now that this kind of scandal has come out, how will those kind families look at him?

Li Ye and Fu Yiruo had no choice but to drive out. After leaving, Li Ye observed the surroundings and didn't find any reporters lurking. He didn't know if the news hadn't spread yet, or if Pei Wencong had used his great powers to suppress the matter.

Li Yue finally understood why Hearing Fu Guiru was so angry.

Fu Yiruo and Li Ye bought a dozen tabloids, all of which had news about Pei Wencong. Li Ye looked at the titles they came up with, and for a moment, he felt like he had opened the page of that Feilu website from his previous life.

When Book Union Sales took a fancy to "Shuofeng Feiyang," Pei Wencong was still considering whether to eat vegetarian or meat for his lunch box, rushing to thank others like a grandson for being able to cooperate with the Tread Waves Literature Publishing House.

Pei Wencong is thirty-three this year and has never had any news of marriage; he just wants to find a suitable woman to marry. After all, at his current level, marriage is not something to be taken too lightly.

Fortunately, two hours later, Hearing Fu Guiru picked up her rice bowl and started eating, and her appetite was quite good; she finished the rice and two dishes.

But now it's the other way around; people look at the banknotes in Pei Wencong's hands, and their eyes are also filled with flirtatious glances.

Book Union Sales is a well-known book and newspaper retail company in Hong Kong, with sales channels spread all over the streets and alleys of Hong Kong, and it has penetrated into Southeast Asia and even some important Western cities.

Mother's anger hasn't completely dissipated yet! Don't pit your brother.

After eating, Hearing Fu Guiru said to Li Ye: "Go out tonight and buy a few newspapers, the kind of gossip tabloids."

"Pei Wencong is also too careless. Doesn't he know what kind of character Hong Kong reporters have? It's a pity he's also in the publishing industry. Liking eighteen-year-olds—how did he come up with such words? He's not even afraid of losing face..."

In the end, the siblings bought more than twenty newspapers, and surprisingly, more than twenty of them had gossip scandals about Pei Wencong.

Hearing Fu Guiru raised Fu Yiruo by herself and didn't remarry even during the most bitter and difficult days, and now she's actually being slandered by her cousin for having an unclear relationship with Pei Wencong. How can she endure this?

"A slap is letting her off too lightly. If we were back home, I'd have to go to her house and smash everything to pieces."

"She'd better not go to the mainland in the future. If I run into her in the mainland, I'll slap her eighteen times in the face."

Li Yue's heart stirred. She seemed to remember that this sentence was taught to Pei Wencong by Li Ye over the phone; she and Wen Leyu had both heard it at the time.

Actually, Li Ye doesn't need to ask Pei Wencong; he can roughly guess why. Pei Wencong is afraid of himself!

Although Li Ye is very open-minded and doesn't judge remarriage in middle age, if Pei Wencong has even a hint of intention toward Hearing Fu Guiru, hehe, Li Ye will write him a book called "Thirty-Six Ways to Die Accidentally."

Now all the newspapers are focusing on the "eighteen-year-old" topic; where would they...

... go to pay attention to Hearing Fu Guiru?

Fu Yiruo hurriedly got into the driver's seat of the Ferrari, and while fastening her seatbelt, she said: "Brother, actually besides these, I think there might be trouble on the little aunt's side too. Although she is a person who bullies the weak and fears the strong, sometimes she can go crazy, and when she goes crazy, it's still very scary."

Li Ye shook his neck and said coldly: "Don't call her little aunt in the future; just call her Ms. Fu Guiyin."

"Oh, oh~"

"Boom~"

Fu Yiruo stepped hard on the gas pedal, and the red Ferrari sped away; her driving style didn't match her quiet and fresh appearance at all.

Li Ye felt the strong push back and couldn't help but sigh: "They really are born of the same mother. They look different, but actually, they are about the same."

Pei Wencong's house is located below Li Ye's house on the mountain, with the two houses separated by several hundred meters.

Back then, Pei Wencong asked Li Ye for his opinion on Mount Taiping residences, and Li Ye replied, "Of course, the higher the better," so Pei Wencong didn't buy one lower than his own house.

However, Pei Wencong didn't quite understand why Li Ye liked high places so much. The height of the house's location is only one aspect; the layout and size are also very important reference conditions.

For example, in Pei Wencong's house, the green buffer zone between the gate and the residence is several dozen meters longer than Li Ye's, and the privacy is excellent, so he thinks his house is really no worse than Li Ye's.

But what he didn't know was that decades later, mainland clients coming to buy luxury houses on the mountain liked the mountaintop the most, so Li Ye was influenced by his subconscious.

Fu Yiruo's driving skills were much better than Wen Leyu's, and they soon arrived at the gate of Pei Wencong's house.

And here, the two finally saw the lurking reporters.

As soon as Li Ye's Ferrari arrived at the gate, several reporters snapped photos through the car windows.

However, they were also very professional, keeping a distance that wasn't too far or too close, trying their best not to arouse strong resentment from Li Ye and Fu Yiruo.

The security guard at Pei Wencong's house recognized Li Ye's car, quickly opened the gate to let the Ferrari in, and smiled, signaling her to drive inside.

After entering the gate of the Pei residence, Fu Yiruo asked suspiciously: "Mr. Pei has guests today! Is it appropriate for us to go in now?"

The gate of the Pei residence is over a hundred meters away from the main house. Outsiders' cars are generally not allowed to drive inside and are all parked in the parking spaces outside.

And in the current parking spaces, there were surprisingly over a dozen cars parked; clearly, many guests had come to visit.

Li Ye was also a bit suspicious, but since they were already here, how could they not go in?

The Ferrari drove forward along the driveway for over a hundred meters, turned a corner, and finally arrived in front of the residence.

Then the Li siblings were surprised to find that a party was being held on the lawn in front of the Pei main house—to use the Hong Kong foreign term, it was "having a party."

Fu Yiruo was very familiar with this place and turned the steering wheel to the left, intending to go around to the garage on the side.

But Li Ye suddenly said: "Xiao Ruo, stop for a moment."

Fu Yiruo hurriedly braked the car and asked Li Ye: "Brother, what's wrong?"

Li Ye stared fixedly outside the car window and said: "Nothing, just looking."

"Looking?"

Fu Yiruo also stretched her little head out and looked in the direction of Li Ye's gaze.

But she looked for a long time and only saw a group of men and women all staring over with wide eyes, but except for Pei Wencong's capable assistant Ah Min, she didn't recognize anyone else.

Fu Yiruo asked suspiciously: "Brother, what exactly are you looking at?"

Li Ye said subconsciously: "I'm looking at how immature and green eighteen-year-old youth is. Actually, that sentence Old Pei said is the big truth in many men's hearts."

"Don't look at those old men righteously accusing Old Pei of being 'vulgar'; actually, they also like eighteen-year-olds more than twenty-eight-year-olds in their hearts."

"To put it bluntly, look at those few eighteen-year-old girls; their faces don't need any cosmetics, they are delicate and breakable, and they don't need to wear pantyhose on their feet; the soles of their feet are red."

"But look at those older ones; the powder on their faces is half a jin heavy, and the feet under the pantyhose are peeling. Even someone like Fu Guiyin, who is excessive in wine and lust, has the nerve to chase Pei Wencong. With so many eighteen-year-olds like this, does she have a chance?"

Fu Yiruo widened her eyes, and two blushes slowly appeared on her face.

"Brother, I'm eighteen this year too! Don't talk so pornographically."

Li Ye turned his head speechlessly and looked at his sister: "We are biological siblings. In the capital, you don't even avoid me when you burp or fart. What the hell is pornographic about that?"

"But... but..."

Fu Yiruo hesitated for a long time, then whispered: "But Brother, your look just now was just weird!"

"Sigh~"

Li Ye sighed and cast his gaze toward the crowd at the party again, locking onto several beautiful girls.

He saw the goddesses he had infinitely longed for in his youthful years,

And there were several of them, and they were the pure, maiden versions. Could his look not be weird?

【Eighteen, what an invincible, flowery age!】

Joey Wong, born in January '67, just had her birthday, exactly 18 years old.

Kathy Chow, born in December '66, hasn't had her birthday yet, also 18 years old.

Kathy Yuen, born in '66, just had her birthday, counts as 18!

Maggie Cheung, born in September '64, forget it, she's god-level, let's just count her as 18.

Rosamund Kwan, born in September '62, how old are you to come and join the fun?

Fu Yiruo parked the car in front of the Pei main house, naturally attracting everyone's attention at the scene.

Everyone parked their cars at the gate; why did this car drive directly over?

But through the front windshield of the Ferrari, everyone vaguely saw that the driver was a girl.

So the look in the eyes of a group of bright, young girls looking over was different.

"Is she also here to visit Mr. Pei?"

"Maybe she's a relative or friend of Pei Wencong? I heard Mr. Pei's sister drives a Ferrari."

"If they were relatives or friends, wouldn't they drive to the garage? Why are they stopping here, looking at a loss?"

"They're already driving a Ferrari; why come and join the fun?"

"Sigh, they're well-matched in social status!"

However, before everyone could say a few words, they saw Pei Wenhui come down from upstairs and run toward that Ferrari.

Ah Min also realized who was inside the Ferrari and hurriedly walked toward Li Ye.

Pei Wenhui arrived at Li Ye's side first and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, Mr. Li..."

"... we didn't know you were coming. My brother will be down immediately."

"Xiao Hui, what are you saying?" Li Ye interrupted: "Don't always say sorry. We're so familiar, no need to be so polite. You take my sister upstairs first; I'll go park the car."

"Oh, oh, okay."

Pei Wenhui obediently agreed to Li Ye, opened the car door on Pei Wenhui's side, took Fu Yiruo's hand, and went upstairs together with a giggle.

Li Ye got out of the passenger seat and was just about to go around to the driver's seat to drive when Ah Min happened to come over.

"Sorry, Mr. Li, I didn't see the license plate clearly just now; I thought it was Ms. Pei's car."

"Oh, it's okay. You... you help me park the car!"

Seeing Ah Min's apologetic face, Li Ye gave her a little work to do, letting her be a valet girl for once to resolve her embarrassment.

"Okay, okay."

Ah Min happily got into the car to park it for Li Ye.

And Li Ye was left "lonely" in place, bearing the gaze of a group of people.

Li Ye hesitated: should he go in and find Pei Wencong now? Or take another look at his former goddesses?

He actually knew very clearly that in this life, he basically wouldn't have any intersection with them. After today, he wouldn't be able to see them even if he wanted to.

Forget it, once the star filter is removed, they are just ordinary people, far worse than his little Yu.

Li Ye turned thirty degrees to the left and stepped toward the Pei main house.

But his slight hesitation just now gave some people a signal, an opportunity.

A woman in her twenties walked over and asked Li Ye gently: "Hello, sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

Li Ye stared at her face for two glances, had no impression, then looked at her exquisitely crafted black evening dress and small, delicate shoes, feeling she didn't look like an artist, but more like a high-level white-collar worker.

Just as Li Ye was about to answer, another slightly older woman in white also walked over and asked Li Ye the same thing: "Handsome, are you Ms. Pei's classmate?"

Li Ye looked at the woman in white in surprise and asked back: "How did you know I'm her classmate?"

Li Ye and Pei Wenhui are both from Jingda, so of course they count as classmates, but not many people in Hong Kong know about this.

However, after Li Ye's words fell, he knew he had misunderstood.

The woman in white and the woman in the black dress both showed surprised expressions, except the woman in white's eyes also had a bit more disdain.

"Handsome, are you from the mainland? Then how could you be Ms. Pei's classmate?"

Li Ye spoke standard Mandarin; once he spoke, he naturally revealed his mainland identity.

Actually, Li Ye can speak Cantonese, just not that purely, so he generally doesn't speak it.

Since you despise my mainland identity, why should I try to get close to you?

So Li Ye said indifferently: "Since you don't believe what I say, why do you still ask me?"

The woman in white was stunned. She understood that her words just now were a bit inappropriate and might have offended someone, but subconsciously, she just despised Li Ye.

Although Li Ye came in a Ferrari and was very likely to have a good relationship with the Pei family.

The woman in white rolled her eyes at Li Ye, nodded slightly, turned around, and left. After walking far away, she said in disdain: "What are you acting so arrogant for?"

But the woman wearing the black evening dress didn't leave; instead, she smiled and whispered: "Sir, don't mind her. Ah Fang just has that kind of personality; she's actually not a bad person."

Li Ye looked up and had a better impression of the woman in black.

Because she spoke Mandarin.

Li Ye also smiled politely and asked: "Are you and that Ah Fang together?"

The woman shook her head and said: "No, we are just peers. We have some cooperation usually, but sometimes we also compete with each other."

"Oh~"

Li Ye said in realization: "Are you all in the entertainment industry?"

The woman smiled: "Yes, Ah Fang is from Golden Harvest, and I used to be from Cinema City."

Li Ye nodded and said: "Cinema City, huh? I know. Tsui Hark, oh no, Mr. Tsui Hark is from Cinema City, right?"

The woman in the black dress paused and smiled awkwardly: "Tsui Hark is no longer at Cinema City now. In order to film the movies he likes, he established his own film studio."

Li Ye smiled apologetically and said: "I really didn't know that. Sorry!"

"It's okay, it's okay."

The woman in the black dress also smiled, then took a business card out of her bag and handed it to Li Ye.

"This is my business card. If there's a chance in the future, you can come over for a cup of tea. Tsui Hark is very yearning for the mainland."

"Oh~"

Li Ye took the business card in surprise and saw that it actually had two names written on it: the first was Tsui Hark, and the one behind it was Nansun Shi.

"I remember now," Li Ye said in realization: "Ms. Shi, you are Mr. Tsui's wife?"

Nansun Shi smiled embarrassedly: "I didn't expect Mr. Li to be so knowledgeable about Hong Kong. I'm truly ashamed, truly ashamed."

Li Ye smiled and said: "Although I am from the mainland, I quite like watching Hong Kong movies. You seem to have filmed a movie called 'Shanghai Night,' right? Look, is that girl the supporting actress in the movie?"

Nansun Shi looked back, then waved at a girl.

Then she turned back and said: "Yes, Joey Wong did play Xiao Feng in 'Shanghai Night.' I didn't expect you to know her, sir. Can you see this movie in the mainland too?"

I didn't know her because of "Shanghai Night"; I knew her because of "The Greed of Man"!

Li Ye looked at Joey Wong, who was walking over quickly, and felt many emotions.

Joey Wong hasn't starred in "A Chinese Ghost Story" yet; she is still a pure and lovely little white flower.

When he watched "The Greed of Man" back then, he felt really sorry for her when she was thrown off the roof by Ding Crab's son.

It's just that later... eh...

It can only be said that the entertainment industry is a big dyeing vat, leaving behind many colorful and wonderful moments for people, but it also stained the actors' clothes; there are always places inside and out that can't be washed clean.

After Joey Wong walked over, she smiled at Li Ye very reservedly, then stood beside Nansun Shi without speaking.

Nansun Shi said: "Joey, this gentleman has seen your movie and has a very good impression of you. You can chat more."

Only then did Joey Wong bow and smile at Li Ye, then started to make small talk, though not very skillfully.

However, she was very clever, because Nansun Shi had just spoken Mandarin, so she also spoke Mandarin. Although it was a bit stuttering, at least the impression she gave Li Ye was...

... really not bad.

"Sir, do you often come to Hong Kong? I don't know your surname yet, sir?"

"Just call me Mike. I don't come to Hong Kong very often."

"Oh, then are you a friend of Boss Pei?"

"You could say that! I wrote a few scripts, and he invested in making them into movies..."

"Movies? Is it 'Spring Returns'?"

"Eh? How did you know?"

Li Ye was surprised because "Spring Returns" hadn't been released in Hong Kong yet. How did the other party guess it all of a sudden?

At this time, Nansun Shi spoke: "'Spring Returns' won an award in Nanyang. We came over today to express our congratulations because of Boss Pei's film winning an award. Of course, we also want to talk to Mr. Pei about whether there is a possibility of cooperation."

"Oh..."

Li Ye nodded, raised the business card in his hand, and smiled: "I will hand the business card to Mr. Pei. I think Mr. Tsui Hark is very talented."

Nansun Shi paused, nodded gratefully and shamefully: "Thank you, Mr. Mike. If you have time, please be sure to come to our home for a visit. My husband also thinks 'Spring Returns' has very high artistic value."

Joey Wong, standing on the side, was a bit dazed, because this mainlander in front of her made her feel a bit "different."

He was clearly young, but his aura wasn't weak at all, and he was even a bit "arrogant."

Just a small screenwriter, is his tone so big?

Mr. Pei is a billionaire; we've been here for half a day and can't see anyone. Are you so sure that people will sell you face and give Nansun Shi a chance?

【But he's really handsome~】

Although Joey Wong felt Li Ye was arrogant, as she looked, her eyes couldn't help but shine.

A height of 1.8 meters, a slender and tall figure, and a face that was handsome to the extreme—if she could act opposite him, how good would that be!

Sigh~

"Mr. Li, what are you guys chatting about so happily?"

Nansun Shi and Joey Wong didn't notice Pei Wencong walking over, and even less did they expect that Pei Wencong's tone when talking to Li Ye was so kind.

Joey Wong's eyes changed again, becoming as rippling as spring water.

Li Ye's eyes also changed.

Because when he turned his head to look at Pei Wencong, the corner of his eyes crossed Pei Wencong's shoulder and saw the window upstairs.

By the window, two young girls were squeezing their heads together, peeking toward his side.

【These two little girls, they won't report me to Xiao Yu, will they?】