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

“Mr. Li, it’s not that I haven’t thought about it, but the facts are in front of me—”

Another calm and experienced voice sounded, asking with helpless resignation, “Since Old Mr. Li passed away, has your ‘Dawn Games’ ever made a comeback?”

“Yes, I admit that at a young age, you still stabilized a company that was on the verge of bankruptcy in three or four years. Such perseverance and devotion is amazing, but I really can’t see any development prospects in your “Dawn.”

The person named ‘Mr. Yang’ paused, and spoke the cruelest rejection in the calmest tone. “I’m sorry I can’t do anything about this investment. I still have something to do, so I’ll step out first.”

The soundproofing in the box wasn’t good.

Pei Yi listened to the chatter in the box next door, and then heard Li Yuan hoarsely accepting his fate. “I’m delaying Mr. Yang. I’ll see you off, then.”

There was more movement next door as they got up and left.

After the door curtain was lifted, the tone of that Mr. Yang’s speech softened a lot. “Young Mister Li, I still admire your perseverance in doing things. Don’t see me off. If I have a chance, I will treat you to dinner.”

“Thank you, President Wang, for your appreciation. Then leave slowly.”

“En.”

The footsteps gradually faded away.

Pei Yi couldn’t hold back, and opened the curtain of the box. Sure enough, he saw Li Yuan’s back from the side, tall and superior, with the iconic wolf tail and fluffy hair on the back of his head.

Li Yuan, who watched the investor walk away, turned around and met Pei Yi’s gaze. He froze for two seconds, looking around to restrain the disappointment in his eyes.

“Little Young Master Pei, why are you here alone?”

As soon as the words fell, he frowned and asked again, “Our conversation just now, you heard it all?”

“…….”

Pei Yi paused for a second or two, and decided to follow the original owner’s temperament, answering truthfully, “A little bit.”

However, this little bit was enough for him to analyze the purpose and final result of the conversation.

Li Yuan looked at the empty box on his side and let out a soft, bitter laugh. “Forget it. If you heard, you heard. I guess a little fool like you wouldn’t understand.”

The second half of the sentence was spoken very lightly, and the phrase “little fool” was like a pronoun, not a deliberate derogatory remark.

Pei Yi’s eyes moved to the empty seat opposite, then back to Li Yuan’s face, sending a silent invitation: Do you want to sit down?

At the same time, Li Yuan approached and said, “Can I sit down?”

Pei Yi nodded.

As soon as Li Yuan sat down, assistant Lin Zhong came up with a glass of orange juice and small cakes. The latter was a bit surprised to see an extra person in the box seat. “Little Young Master, who is this?”

Li Yuan frowned, and then realized that Pei Yi couldn’t have gone out alone.

Before he could open his mouth to introduce himself, Pei Yi made an affirmative statement—

“Friend.”

Lin Zhong and Li Yuan were simultaneously taken aback. They didn’t expect that Pei Yi would address him with the word “friend.”

Lin Zhong, who reacted first, put down the juice and cake, and took the opportunity to examine Li Yuan for a moment. “Sir, do you need anything? I can go downstairs to order for you.”

As Bo Yueming’s personal assistant, Lin Zhong had good standards, to say the least, and his vigilance underneath and public etiquette on the surface were in place.

Li Yuan declined. “Thank you, but there’s no need.”

Lin Zhong made a sound of acknowledgement and said, “Then Sir, you two talk slowly. I will sit at the single table at the foot of the stairs, call for me if you need anything.”

The curtain was lowered again.

With the sound of Lin Zhong’s footsteps going farther away, Li Yuan’s eyes relaxed a little, and he took out his cigarette case from his pocket. Slender jade fingers pulled one out.

Pei Yi was going to remind him that there was “no smoking indoors,” but it turned out that the other party just flicked the cigarette butt and then put the cigarette under his nose to sniff it.

“…….”

Li Yuan suppressed the turmoil and frustration in his heart with the faint smell of tobacco. Turning to meet Pei Yi’s hesitant eyes, he smiled and said bluntly, “Afraid of the smell of smoke? Have you tried it?”

Pei Yi shook his head.

Occasionally, when he was stuck on a game design, he also smoked to relieve stress. But he didn’t smoke often, and it wasn’t a must.

Li Yuan turned the long cigarette lightly in his hand, complaining, “Just by seeing how obedient and silly you look, I know you don’t smoke. Don’t worry, I know that smoking is prohibited indoors, and I’m not so wicked as to make you breathe second-hand smoke.”

Pei Yi didn’t speak.

Having met twice, he already had a more intuitive understanding of Li Yuan, a “supporting role”—

Sharp, venomous, and straightforward, with a bit of stubbornness and ego, there was also a bit of concern mixed in. 

To put it bluntly, he had tsundere attributes.

Pei Yi’s eyes fell on Li Yuan’s injured finger. The white bandage from last night was still wrapped around it, but the blood clearly seeping out from inside had solidified.

Pei Yi was a little obsessive compulsive, and looked uncomfortable. “Dirty.”

Li Yuan slowly realized what he meant, and touched the bandage lightly with the pad of his thumb. “…….En, I forgot to change it.”

He responded to the word, but was in no hurry to change it.

Li Yuan hid the bandaged hand under the table and exhaled a mouthful of air. “Little Young Master Pei, are you bored? If you’re bored, then chat with me.”

Pei Yi was taken aback.

Li Yuan continued on his own, “The other day, I went to the Bo family banquet and, in fact, I wanted to find an investor to cooperate with from among that group of wealthy families. It was just that I ran into dead ends everywhere. When I was hiding to smoke in the corridor, you were blocked in and bullied.”

Pei Yi had vaguely guessed that this was the case, and continued to listen to what he said.

“Wei Bo and the others were right, I have long since had nothing to do with the glamorous wealthy circle. The Li family declined as early as my sophomore year……”

Li Yuan’s voice was very low. Rather than say he was telling a story, it might be better to say that he was taking the opportunity to vent his depression.

In fact, Pei Yi understood something about Li Yuan’s past experiences from the original book—

The Li family was originally the earliest professional game development company in China, and the top name “Dawn Games” resounded across the country.

With the continuous development of society and technology, and the continuous innovation of internet games, Dawn Games, because of bad decisions at a high level, took the wrong “conservative” path and was completely discarded into the wind, going downhill step by step.

In Li Yuan’s sophomore year, Father Li came down with leukemia, which was uncommon in his age group, and passed away after several treatments.

Mother Li was heartbroken and fell ill, and even the shareholders of Dawn Games kicked up a fuss. At that time, Li Yuan, the only son who was originally studying finance, had to temporarily drop out of school to take care of these difficult matters.

But after all, he was a young man who had not yet entered society. How could he fight against those old foxes who were contriving this and calculating that?

The original “Dawn” was divided up until there wasn’t much left, and in the end, it was almost an empty shell, with some small games that could no longer earn any copyright fees.

In order to safeguard his early-departed father’s life’s work, Li Yuan changed his major to game programming. Over the years, studying and keeping a job had been extremely difficult and frustrating.

Because the company’s R&D funds were insufficient, he could only choose to go out and buy the initial copyright of new mini-games, in addition to finding new sources of investment. It was barely enough to support the company.

Mini-games were not like large-scale games. They followed the trends one after another, and now the company had come to a standstill.

Li Yuan bit his unlit cigarette, as if it would temporarily numb his fretfulness. He raised his eyes to look at Pei Yi, who had been silent all along, and suddenly felt a bit silly for blurting out his confession just now. 

“Little Young Master, no wonder people say you are reticent and mute. My mouth is so dry from voicing bitter things, and you can’t even respond with a sound? You really don’t give me any face.”

It sounded like a venomous rebuke, but in fact, Li Yuan was glad. It was because of Pei Yi’s “foolishness” that he told the pressures he was under that he couldn’t dump onto outsiders, otherwise, he would be too embarrassed to say such things casually.

Pei Yi pushed over the untouched juice and sugar flower cakes on the table in consolation. “Here, it’s sweet. Makes your mood good.”

Li Yuan stared at the delicate sugar flowers on the cakes, then looked away after a couple of seconds. “Childrens’ things. I won’t snatch them from you.”

“No snatching, I give them to you.”

Pei Yi was fed by Shu Wan until noon, and there was no shortage of such things in his stomach at the moment. Looking at Li Yuan in front of him, he felt that his nature was not as bad as the book said.

Perhaps because he was also engaged in the game industry, Pei Yi always had a sense of “one of his own” toward him.

At this thought, a flash of inspiration lit up in Pei Yi’s mind. Before he could catch it carefully, Lin Zhong appeared at the door of the box again.

“Little Sir, it’s time to go. Second Young Master and the others will arrive in a minute.”

“Oh, okay.”

Pei Yi returned to his senses, and when he got up, he pushed the cake dish toward Lin Yuan. “Eat, ba. Bye-bye.”

“…….”

Li Yuan watched in a daze as Pei Yi went downstairs, then slowly turned his back to the food and said faintly, “You really don’t want it, ah? You won’t eat this?”

He pursed his lips after speaking. Taking advantage of the lack of people around, he changed his previous appearance of refusal—

Taking a sip of juice first, he then dug a small spoonful of the small cake.

Within a few seconds, his eyes squinted contentedly, and he completely forgot about saying “children’s things” just now.

. . . . . .

When Pei Yi walked out of the coffee shop, he found a larger car parked by the door with a license plate that didn’t seem to have appeared in the Bo garage.

The car door automatically opened, revealing Bo Yueming’s figure. “Get in the car, ba.”

Lin Zhong glanced at Pei Yi first, and got into the car first to occupy a position in the back row. “Little Sir, you and Second Young Master sit in the same row. I’ll squeeze in behind.”

Pei Yi silently got into the car, and suddenly heard a familiar meow.

“Meow~”

He turned around and found a mobile cat backpack beside Lin Zhong’s seat. Inspector likely caught his scent, and was sticking its little head out and meowing.

Pei Yi was surprised. “Inspector?”

The car door closed automatically again. Uncle Kai signaled the driver to drive, then turned around to explain to Pei Yi, “Little Sir, the Second Young Master has something to go out and do for three days. You will go as well, and Inspector was brought for you.”

Pei Yi narrowed his eyes, and question marks popped up in his mind. According to the few descriptions in the original book—

Bo Yueming shouldn’t bring ‘him’ along when he went out on errands, right? Why did he suddenly say he was going to go?

Bo Yueming seemed to have expected that Pei Yi would be suspicious. “Last night, Bo Wang lost face in public. I heard that he went to a bar and got drunk, and broke his leg when he left the bar in the early morning. It is very serious, and he is now lying in a private ward.”

Pei Yi couldn’t hold his surprise back for a moment. “Ah?”

Bo Yueming followed suit and commented, “En, so careless.”

“……..”

Pei Yi heard a clue and continued to pretend to be puzzled, his gaze continuing to fall on Bo Yueming’s face.

Just careless?

Why did he feel that wasn’t it?

Uncle Kai hid the understanding in his eyes, and went on to explain with a smile, “Second Young Master fears that since Young Master Bo Wang hurt his leg, he and the Second Lady will be unpacified and deliberately come to vent their anger.”

When the time came, Bo Yueming and Uncle Kai would not be there and the servants would not dare to protect him, so the person to suffer disaster would be Pei Yi. And if Inspector protected his master like last time, it would likely encounter the same misfortune.

Hearing these remarks, Pei Yi became more and more sure of his guess—

How could this be the result of carelessness? It was likely that Bo Yueming took the opportunity to send someone out and do it! It seemed that the blackening process of this “villain” was still progressing secretly, ah?

Pei Yi didn’t care how many legs Bo Wang broke, and accepted the current situation as a matter of course.

Two and a half hours later, Pei Yi arrived at a resort with Bo Yueming and the others.

In the mountains, the sky always got dark faster.

The person in charge came to contact them and led them to an exclusive area while disclosing the situation in detail, “Mr. Bo, all the instruments have been shipped and arranged in advance, and the medical team was already in place this afternoon. We can start the first round of examinations tomorrow morning.”

Bo Yueming’s eyes flickered slightly. “All right.”

Pei Yi carried Inspector on his back and followed him silently, already understanding from the behavior of the person in charge—

In the original book, Bo Yueming underwent secret treatment behind everyone’s backs in the early stages. It seemed that this was the purpose of the trip.

No wonder he went out by car early in the morning, and then switched to a bigger car with an unfamiliar license plate. It should be to cover up the eyes and ears of others, and avoid being noticed by the Bo family.

The person in charge quickly took them to a private courtyard, and said after entering the door, “Mr. Bo, there are two bedrooms with three single beds in the west wing, and then a separate master bedroom in the main house.”

Pei Yi suddenly realized something, but Bo Yueming was a step ahead and asked, “So, there are only three rooms?”

According to the original plan, two single rooms were to be allocated to the driver and Lin Zhong, and to Uncle Kai respectively. Then the big master bedroom……didn’t it have to accommodate two people?

The person in charge confirmed the situation, “There were four people specified on the phone at that time, so this small courtyard was arranged.”

As he spoke, he covertly sized up the extra Pei Yi and asked the question, “Is this Little Sir Mr. Bo’s lover? Can, can you stay in the master bedroom together?”