After Playing the Fool and Marrying the Blind Villain [Transmigration] - Chap 111
After Playing the Fool And Marrying the Blind Villain – Extra Five
The trees on both sides of the car windows receded rapidly.
Pei Yi was dressed in a serious little suit with a small black school bag in his arms, and looked quite precious.
His gaze moved from the car window to the front row, and there was uncontrollable excitement in his eyes. “Father Yan, Father Rong, can I really see that gege again today?”
“You can.”
Zong Baiyan glanced at him through the rearview mirror. “Father Yan will definitely do what he promised you.”
Xu Rong turned to look at his child and said warmly, “Pei Yi, today is the birthday of that little gege’s grandma. When you follow us to meet her later, you must be polite. Do you understand?”
Pei Yi nodded.
Xu Rong looked at Zong Baiyan with worry in his expression that only an adult could understand. “I remember that your Zong family rarely interacts with the Bo family?”
Although both Bo and Zong were among the top groups in the Imperial Capital, they rarely interacted with each other in domestic life.
Zong Baiyan chuckled. “Actually, it’s not that big of a deal.”
When Zong Baiyan’s grandfather was young, he was in a business competition with Mrs. Bo, who was in charge of the group. As a result, he suffered a rare big loss.
But there were no eternal enemies, only eternal interests.
“After my grandfather passed away, my father led the Zong family and had some business dealings with the Bo family, but the cooperation was not deep.”
Zong Baiyan glanced at the cute Pei Yi in the mirror again. “This time, I can use the excuse of Xiao Yi to break the ice and communicate privately. My father is very supportive.”
Xu Rong felt relieved.
He was just an outsider and didn’t know much about these “big families.”
Zong Baiyan noticed his lover’s confusion and continued to tell what he knew, “Old Mrs. Bo is a well-known strong woman, did you know that? At this age, she was happily divorced two years ago.”
“The old man had an affair behind her back. The other party was still married back then, and as a result, his reputation was stained and he left the house.”
At the same time, Old Mrs. Bo also severed ties with her eldest son and his family.
“The young man Pei Yi met last time is called Bo Yueming. He’s Old Mrs. Bo’s second grandson. I heard that he’s the second son of Bo Lihong, and came about when the man was young and romantic…..”
Probably out of concern for Pei Yi behind him, Zong Baiyan didn’t explain the entire matter. “But I hear that the Second Young Master of the Bo family is very talented.”
“He’s not even grown yet, but his temperament is as stable as that of a young adult. And he has already won a grand slam in those simulated stock trading competitions, which is very outstanding.”
Sitting in the back row, Pei Yi’s eyes flitted back and forth. In fact, his “cat” ears were perked up very seriously.
As soon as he heard Zong Baiyan’s affirmation of Bo Yueming, he felt an indescribable ambition—
Even such an outstanding father praised the other person’s excellence? Then he must be friends with Er-ge!
. . . . . . .
Old Mrs. Bo’s birthday banquet was arranged at the Bo family’s main residence. When Zong Baiyan arrived with Xu Rong and Pei Yi, there were already many guests who had come to celebrate her birthday.
Zong Baiyan located Old Mrs. Bo and approached her proactively. “Hello, Chairman Bo. I’m Zong Baiyan.”
Bo Peizhi recognized her at a glance. “It’s young Mr. Zong. Long time no see.”
As she spoke, her eyes wandered toward Xu Rong and Pei Yi.
Zong Baiyan introduced them with poise, “Chairman Bo, this is my husband, Xu Rong, and my son, Xiao Yi.”
When the guests heard Zong Baiyan’s words, they all looked surprised—
Although it was no secret that the other party had married a same-sex lover, few people knew that they had also adopted a child.
Xu Rong calmly ignored the glances around him. He greeted Old Mrs. Bo politely, and didn’t neglect to pat Pei Yi’s little head.
Receiving this reminder from his Father Rong, he raised his head and greeted with a sweet smile, “Hello, Old Madam. I wish you a happy birthday, good health, and safety.”
Old Mrs. Bo liked children the most, especially those like Pei Yi, who were cute and intelligent.
She responded kindly, “Ai, thank you for your blessings. Such a good child.”
After Pei Yi replied, his eyes searched the crowd unconsciously.
Once he confirmed that he couldn’t find the person he wanted to see, he approached Zong Baiayn, who was still talking, and gently tugged on the corner of his clothing. He was a little anxious, but due to politeness, he didn’t dare to say anything.
Zong Baiyan understood his child.
He calmly recounted the horse riding incident half a month before to Old Mrs. Bo, and added his justification at the end, “……We left too quickly last time. Xiao Yi had been thinking about it and wants to thank the Second Young Master in person.”
Old Mrs. Bo responded, “That’s right, the housekeeper with Yueming did tell me such a thing.”
She met Pei Yi’s expectant eyes and simply called a nearby servant. “Take him to find the Second Young Master. The child should still be in his room.”
This was a place for adults, and as a child, it would indeed be boring for Pei Yi to stay here.
The servant accepted Old Mrs. Bo’s instructions and patiently gestured to Pei Yi. “Please follow me.”
Pei Yi was a little unsure. He looked at Zong Baiyan and Xu Rong on both sides of him and silently asked his parents for consent.
Zong Baiyan agreed. “Go ahead, Father Yan will pick you up later.”
Xu Rong asked, “Do you need to carry your school bag?”
Pei Yi thought of the treasures in his bag and nodded heavily. “En.”
. . . . . . .
The Bo family manor was very large.
The two walked out the back door of the main house and walked for a while until they approached their destination—
Only then did Pei Yi realize that Bo Yueming actually had a large villa of his own, and the “wow” in his heart soared into the sky.
But before the two of them could get close to Bo Yueming’s villa, they heard a burst of children’s mischievous playing.
“That’s him! The blood-sucking insect that no one wants and is still living in this house!”
Pei Yi heard this clearly malicious tone and subconsciously broke away from the servant’s control, trotting ahead.
In the next second, he saw the little boy in the lead throw the stone in his hand, which hit the other person’s calf with force.
“……”
Bo Yueming felt the slight, dull pain in his calf and looked at Bo Wang, who was with a group of arrogant children nearby. A hint of irritation flashed across his expression.
Before he could figure out how to “dispatch” this conceited half-brother, a figure rushed over at once and stood in front of him.
“Don’t bully my Er-ge! If you do it again, I’ll tell your parents!”
The group of children, including Bo Wang, looked stunned when they heard this.
“……”
Bo Yueming stared at the silly little head tilted up in front of him. Through his address, he identified the other party, and his originally depressed heart became clear.
Bo Wang looked at Pei Yi, who was not as tall as him, and frowned very unhappily. “Who are you, ah?”
Pei Yi had been beaten up in the orphanage when he was a young child, and was most afraid of such a one-against-many situation.
He tightened his grip on the strap of his school bag, but tried to be brave and refused to move away. “A-anyway, you can’t throw things at people!”
Young Master Bo Wang’s temper rose, and he raised his head. “This is my home! I can do whatever I want! It has nothing to do with you!”
“I..…”
Just as Pei Yi was about to say more, someone suddenly grabbed his arm—
Bo Yueming wordlessly pulled him behind him and told him from the corner of his mouth, “Stand still and don’t talk.”
“……”
Pei Yi opened his mouth, but still obeyed.
Bo Yueming returned his gaze to Bo Wang. “Grandma is about to cut the cake. Aren’t you going?”
Cutting the cake was not the point, but getting red envelopes and attention was.
Bo Wang remembered his mother Xue Min’s instructions early in the morning, and immediately changed his focus. He gave a deliberate scoff and hurried away with his little friends.
Standing behind Bo Yueming, Pei Yi leaned half of his body out and glared at the backs of Bo Wang and those peers of his who had shown off their power. “Hmph! They have no quality at all! If they come back again, I’ll fight them!”
Hearing this “ferocious” cry, Bo Yueming purposely replied, “The one in the lead is my brother, so you can’t hit him.”
“……”
Pei Yi gave an “ah,” a little embarrassed.
How could he solve a minor conflict between two brothers?
Bo Yueming hadn’t expected to meet Pei Yi at his home today. He asked with a hint of subtlety, “Did you come to the birthday banquet with your Father Rong and Father Yan?”
Those members who could go to the racecourse were either rich or noble.
An unfamiliar child such as Pei Yi had appeared at the family’s main house. After some thought, there was only one possibility.
Pei Yi nodded, and blurted out an explanation, “I didn’t purposely leave without saying anything last time.”
Bo Yueming walked back to the small table in the courtyard and put away his study notes. “It’s fine. We didn’t know each other in the first place. You should go back to the main house, there’s cake to eat.”
He remembered that this person seemed to like sweets.
Pei Yi continued to follow behind Bo Yueming. “Er-ge? Aren’t you going?”
“……”
Hearing this familiar address, Bo Yueming stopped and said, “I’m not going. Don’t follow me, either. Good bye.”
He had already wished Old Mrs. Bo a happy birthday in advance, and she was aware that he would be uncomfortable on such an occasion.
Bo Yueming’s long legs gave him long strides, and Pei Yi could only trot behind, reluctant to let him go. “Er-ge, wait for me. I have something to give you, ah—”
He didn’t even have time to finish his sentence when he failed to notice the steps and fell to the ground.
Bo Yueming turned around in shock and quickly pulled Pei Yi up. “Are you okay? Did you get hurt from the fall?”
Pei Yi shook his head, his ears flushed with embarrassment at having fallen.
Bo Yueming couldn’t figure out what he wanted for the moment, but was also somewhat interested. “Why are you following me with such short legs? Why don’t you go and eat cake?”
Pei Yi was so agitated by the ‘short legs’ comment that he raised his head and opened his eyes, muttering unresignedly, “My legs aren’t short.”
“Father Yan took me to the doctor for a checkup. I….I just haven’t grown up yet. I won’t be short in the future.”
Bo Yueming smiled in spite of himself. “En? So what do you want?”
Pei Yi lifted the small school bag in front of him, opened the zipper, and took out the contents as if it was a bag of treasure. “Here, it’s for you—”
“This is my favorite taro bread, this is my favorite strawberry lollipop, this is my favorite sweet banana milk, and these are the egg yolk cakes that my Father Rong made yesterday. I left two for you.”
“…….”
Bo Yueming watched as a steady stream of snacks was stuffed into his hands, and was forced to take them. It was obvious that they were the favorites of the person in front of him.
“Enough, enough.”
Bo Yueming put a halt to the juggling act and said, dumbfounded, “You don’t want to eat them yourself?”
“They’re for you, ah.” Pei Yi said emphatically, “They’re very sweet and delicious.”
Bo Yueming made an unobtrusive sound in response, feeling much better.
Before he could ask Pei Yi again about his purpose in coming here, the other party asked with a pair of smiling eyes bright with sincerity, “Er-ge, I like you, can we be friends?”
