After Playing the Fool and Marrying the Blind Villain [Transmigration]

The audience was completely silent, so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Pei Yi immediately added fuel to the fire. He tightly grasped the corner of Bo Yueming’s clothing and turned to the Pei couple with an expression of resistance. “I won’t go back, don’t hit me!”

“Xiao Yi, you…..”

Pei Ruzhang’s explanation was suddenly interrupted, and he felt unspeakably aggrieved!

Over the years, he had used Pei Yi to hold up the scene, and didn’t expect to be torn down by the other party again and again.

A slight smile flashed through Bo Yueming’s eyes, and he let Pei Yi play.

This person could always seize the right time to counterattack or assist. What foolishness? Where was he stupid? If this was not deliberately hiding cleverness, he was naturally black-bellied.

In just a few seconds, the corners of Pei Yi’s eyes reddened in fear, and his voice trembled softly. He didn’t go crazy and lose his composure like he usually did, but inexplicably made people feel a little pitying and distressed.

The guests looked at each other in blank dismay, and the suspicion in their hearts surged up again—

Look at the way Little Young Master Pei was hiding in fear, look at the embarrassment on the faces of the Pei couple. It could be reckoned that the rumor about them secretly instigating the nanny to abuse their nephew was true!

Since Second Young Master Bo dared to ask the question to their faces, he must know the inside story and was unable to bear it!

“……”

Noticing the changing atmosphere, Old Mr. Bo, who was the host of the banquet, felt his dissatisfaction rise to a higher degree.

He glanced at his second son, Bo Lihong, who was silent beside him, and vaguely exhorted, “Look at the good son you have taught!”

He didn’t care what kind of life Pei Yi lived at the Pei residence. He only knew that it was his birthday banquet and Pei Ruzhang and his wife were guests. How could guests be blamed? This was clearly slapping him in the face!

“Dad.”

Bo Lihong frowned, but didn’t make a sound.

When Bo Yueming appeared back then, he and his current wife had many conflicts over the matter. His romantic love history had become a topic of conversation behind the scenes of the Imperial Capital circle for a long time!

Bo Lihong didn’t like this son who bore no resemblance to him. Besides, the other party was raised by the Old Lady, and the father-son relationship between them was as weak as one between strangers.

In less than half a minute, the atmosphere had reached the freezing point.

Finally, a voice broke the deadlock. “Second Young Master, everyone, don’t misunderstand. It was the nanny’s audacity, and when her misfortune was exposed that day, she only thought of shirking responsibility.”

Pei Huan stepped forward to meet everyone’s gazes, admitting the nanny’s mistakes on behalf of his parents. “Xiao Yi is usually well-behaved, and doesn’t like to speak up when he is wronged. Of course, we family members are also to blame for our negligence to observe this, and the nanny took advantage of the loophole.”

Pei Ruzhang moved the stiffening corners of his mouth and quickly followed his son’s words, “Yes, it is my negligence as an elder that caused Xiao Yi to be wronged and afraid.”

Deng Xiuya followed with an apologetic smile.

“Don’t mention the past, which family doesn’t have a few thoughtless nannies? It was dealt with well.” Old Mr. Bo took it lightly and opened his mouth to turn the matter over. “Everyone, eat and drink well.”

For Old Mr. Bo’s sake, the guests didn’t ask further questions, but they all understood in their hearts—

Pooh!

Pei Ruzhang and Deng Xiuya had the nerve to pretend to be good people all these years?

What kind of good care was this? It was clear that they couldn’t even tolerate their own foolish nephew!

Having been shamed in full view, how could Pei Ruzhang bear to remain in the center of the banquet? He glared at his wife, who had caused trouble again, and walked to the side the second he found an excuse.

Embarrassed, Deng Xiuya pulled her son along and left hastily.

Scattered sounds of conversation started up again.

Old Mr. Bo looked at Bo Yueming and Pei Yi, who had caused an incident upon arrival, and his old face closed up. “Yueming, since you can’t see with your eyes, go to the side and don’t bring Pei Yi to bump into the guests here!”

At the same time, Bo Guancheng walked over gracefully. “Grandpa, I checked with the head attendant of the hotel, and all the guests are here. Why don’t you go up and say a few words?”

Old Mr. Bo had always favored Bo Guancheng, the eldest grandson, and his unhappiness subsided by a lot. He nodded slightly and walked forward with the help of an attendant.

Bo Guancheng didn’t follow him, but instead approached Bo Yueming. “Yueming, ah, I see you’re getting along with Little Young Master Pei? How long did it take for you to protect him?”

Bo Guancheng had just stood at the back to watch the whole show. If you asked him, there was no benefit at all for Bo Yueming to give no face to Pei Ruzhang and his wife in front of the Old Man.

His eyes had long been blinded, and sure enough, his heart had been blinded as well.

Bo Guancheng snickered inwardly, and with a gentle appearance, summoned a waiter to serve them two glasses of wine. “Come, today is not only grandpa’s birthday, but also a good day for you, me, and Dage. I, the eldest, would like to offer you a toast.”

In fact, this birthday party hid another purpose—

Old Mr. Bo wanted to take this opportunity to announce the established fact that Bo and Pei were married. What’s more, he wanted to publicly cut off all possibility of Bo Yueming managing the Bo Group and prevent him from inheriting in the future.

Bo Yueming was aware of Bo Guancheng’s family’s calculations, and didn’t appreciate them. “Dage, you’re being polite, but the doctor’s orders clearly state that I cannot drink alcohol for the time being.”

Bo Guancheng let out an annoyed tsk. “I didn’t think carefully, your eyes are important.”

Pei Yi looked at the pretentious Bo Guancheng and tugged at Bo Yuecheng’s wrist, fed up with this. “Let’s go, he looks too ugly. I don’t like him.”

In short, it sounded like a coquettish whisper along with obvious disgust.

“You!”

Bo Guancheng had put on a smile, but unexpectedly, Pei Yi could still provoke him with these words.

Bo Yueming heard the other party’s anger that he couldn’t restrain in time, and smiled lightly, holding Pei Yi’s wrist instead. “Excuse me, Dage, take care of yourself.”

“……”

Bo Guancheng used the excuse of drinking to hide the twitching corners of his mouth as the two walked away gracefully.

Wait and see!

I’d like to see how long they can be arrogant, one blind and one stupid!

. . . . . .

Pei Yi took Bo Yueming to sit in the corner rest area, and after a while, heard Old Mr. Bo’s announcement from the banquet table—

The two families of Bo and Pei had formed an in-law marriage, and there would be cooperation on new projects in the future.

In addition, due to physical inconvenience, Bo Yueming had resigned from his position and projects in Bo Group and transferred them for Bo Guancheng to take charge.

The guests present had already learned a lot before coming, but at the moment the news was made public, discussions still sounded from all directions.

“I think the marriage is fake, but the cooperation is real, and the humiliation is also real.”

“Yes, ah, Pei Yi is a fool who is unfavored by the Pei family, and men can’t bear children, so this marriage is of no benefit to Second Young Master Bo.”

“Once he loses the backing of Old Lady Bo, with Second Young Master Bo’s background, what benefits can he get from the Bo family?”

“In this case, even if Bo Yueming’s eyes were good, what would be the use? Is it possible for him to divorce Pei Yi and re-accumulate contacts? Tell me, which family in the Imperial Capital is willing to marry their treasure to a second-married man?”

“Yes, ah, it’s a pity.”

A steady stream of pitying, contemptuous, or indifferent gazes were cast over. Pei Yi saw it all and couldn’t help but think to himself—

What was a pity?

It was only that the time had not yet come.

As long as Bo Yueming recovered his eyesight, those who had evil intentions and added insult to injury would pay a corresponding price.

But these people naturally couldn’t predict the direction of the future, and the wealthier they were, the more they would step on the low and praise the high.

Pei Yi looked sideways at Bo Yueming, who appeared very calm. The eyes hidden under the lenses were cast down slightly, making it impossible to parse out his true state of mind.

They were clearly the parties involved in the “marriage” event, but no one came to greet them. The guests ignored Bo Yueming, who had lost his power, and flocked to the second branch couple and Bo Guancheng instead.

Even Bo Wang and Bo Lihong, the second branch father and son who had never done anything practical, were surrounded by many chatting people.

Bo Yueming noticed Pei Yi’s gaze on his face and said softly, “Pei Yi, will you feel bored staying by my side?”

Pei Yi clearly saw the snobbery and hypocrisy in the banquet hall, and shook his head slightly. “You and them, not the same kind. You’re good.”

Rather than stay near those who were duplicitous and pretended to be ingratiating, it was better to stay here where it was deserted and peaceful.

“Not the same kind?”

Bo Yueming did not expect Pei Yi to give such an answer, but on this occasion, he actually received an indescribable comfort and encouragement.

Not long after, an unexpected greeting sounded, “Yueming, long time no see.”

Pei Yi raised his head upon hearing the sound, and was promptly met with a tall, white-clothed man wearing gold-rimmed mirror frames. A certain affirmation popped into his mind—

Yan Cen.

The main character gong in the original novel was finally here!

Bo Yueming, who was still sitting firmly on the sofa, got up in a rare moment to greet him. “Why did you come?”

“As soon as I got off the plane, I heard from my family that your old man was holding a banquet. I happened to be driving by, so I came in to have a look.” Yan Cen casually picked up two glasses of champagne from the wine table and handed one to his friend. “Drink?”

“All right.”

The glasses clinked lightly.

Facing a friend’s invitation, Bo Yueming put up no resistance.

Pei Yi sat on the sofa, covertly observing the sudden arrival of the “male lead gong”—

Compared to Bo Yueming, who was proud and implicitly cold, in the original book, Yan Cen belonged to the gentle but black-bellied type, and his every gesture was bold and elegant.

In the description in the original book, Yan Cen was the eldest Yan son and had been Bo Yueming’s close friend since childhood. After graduating, the two jointly founded an advertisement company abroad, one in the open and one behind the scenes, and developed the company to one of the largest scales!

Later, due to falling in love with the protagonist shou Pei Huan at the same time, an estrangement developed, and they parted ways in the end.

Yan Cen met Pei Yi’s scrutinizing gaze. “Is this the Little Young Master of the Pei family?”

“…….”

Pei Yi quickly lowered his head and responded with a somewhat guilty muffled sound.

He had been at Bo Yueming’s side for quite a while and was used to staring directly at people, so he was careless and didn’t pay attention to etiquette at this moment. It would be bad if Yan Cen noticed the clues.

Fortunately, Yan Cen didn’t have any doubts, and quickly withdrew his gaze. “By the way, I just met Uncle Kai outside. Your car was accidentally scratched by another car, and he and the driver are dealing with it.”

Bo Yueming nodded slightly. “No wonder it’s been so long and he hasn’t come in.”

Yan Gen glanced unflinchingly around at the guests present. “Yueming, there are some clues in the matter you asked me to investigate. Can we look for a place to talk?”

Hearing this, fierceness flashed across Bo Yueming’s face. “Okay.”

He thought of Pei Yi, who was still sitting on the sofa, and his tone suddenly relaxed. “Pei Yi, you sit and rest first. I’ll be back later.”

Pei Yi had a sense of propriety, and only watched the two leave the banquet hall.

Time passed minute by minute.

Banquet halls were lively in their own way, but Pei Yi only felt that such two-faced social interaction was boring, so he got up and walked toward the bathroom—

Unexpectedly, this scene happened to fall into the eyes of an observant person.