Chapter 61 (1)

When he really saw this scene, Qi Jiyuan was much calmer than he imagined.

He looked back, said "sorry", and turned around and left. Just a few steps away, footsteps caught up behind him, and Pei Yusheng called him.

"Qi Ji!"

Qi Ji didn't look back, he walked faster and faster, and finally even reached the point of running. But he still didn't get past the man behind him.

A pair of arms stretched out from behind and wrapped around him tightly. The sound of breathing was close at hand. Pei Yu called to him in a low voice, his voice unusually hoarse: "Qi Ji..."

Emotions piled up to the extreme, but instead became the ultimate calm.

Qi Ji said coldly, "Please let me go, President Pei."

Seemingly stung by his indifference and honorific title, the man behind him gasped lightly before he said in a low voice, "I won't let go."

The low-magnetic voice fell into the ear, no longer confusing, only harsh. Qi Ji didn't have the patience to think about why the other party reacted in this way. He directly and decisively took action, grabbed the forearm around his waist and turned it over, and twisted it towards the person's back.

This move is enough to make ordinary people's hands numb and unable to resist, but for Pei Yusheng's level, it doesn't have much effect, at most it can force people to let go of their hands. So Qi Ji was already prepared, and all the tricks to connect were prepared in advance.

But he encountered no obstacles.

The arm under the palm was screwed directly behind him, forcing the opponent to move. This move was faster and more ruthless than expected, because Pei Yusheng had no resistance at all.

Qi Jiwei frowned. Although he was suspicious, he didn't stop. He pushed the person away with his backhand.

But for some unknown reason, when he twisted the opponent's arm behind him, Qi Ji's palm suddenly felt a wet sticky touch, and the man who didn't resist at all also took a deep breath.

If Qi Ji felt anything, he retracted his hand and saw a palm full of bright red.

is blood.

A worried voice came from not far behind.

"Second Young Master! How did you run out? You were so seriously injured... Xiao Qi?"

The person who came out from the main entrance of the big open villa was actually Zhao Mingzhen.

He looked at Pei Yusheng, who was disheveled, and Qi Ji, whose hands were covered in blood. He didn't know what happened: "What's going on?"

Qi Ji looked at the place where he had just touched the blood. The man put on a light-colored shirt. Although it was not neatly dressed, the dark pattern behind him still blocked the specific situation of the back, making it difficult to see how the injury was. .

Qi Ji took another look, and her pupils shrank suddenly.

It was only then that he realized that those dark marks were not the pattern of the shirt, but a large area of ​​smudged blood.

He raised his eyes to look at Pei Yusheng, the man's face was pale and his breathing became heavier. Large drops of sweat kept sliding down his forehead, rolling down the contours of his tight jaw.

Pei Yusheng was in so much pain that his forehead burst into blue veins, but he still forced his bloodless lips open, staring at Qi Ji, biting out two words.

"...Don't go."

Qi Ji frowned.

What happened to Pei Yusheng? Why would you say such a thing to him?

Zhao Mingzhen hurried over and glanced at Pei Yusheng's back worriedly: "What's the matter with Second Young Master?"

Now is definitely not the right time to ask questions, and Pei Yusheng's situation cannot be delayed at all. Zhao Mingzhen didn't know what happened between the two. He also greeted Qi Ji: "Xiao Qi, come and help me and help Er Shao back."

Qi Ji hesitated for a moment, and his arm was gently held by the weak, panting man through his clothes.

Pei Yusheng's eyes were still fixed on him, and even a little scarlet appeared in the bottom of his eyes.

Qi Ji took a deep breath and finally followed silently.

He was just overwhelmed by his emotions, but now he calms down a little, and finally remembers the identity of the other party's employer.

He didn't know why Pei Yusheng reacted like this, but before resigning, President Qi Ji had to think about the unpaid debts.

The three of them returned to the villa together, and Qi Ji found out that Zhao Mingzhen ran out wearing slippers. The second pair of men's shoes on the porch belonged to him, and there was no other person in the villa as Qi Ji imagined.

Not only that, Qi Ji also found that the house was a little messy, and the things in several corners of the living room had traces of being moved, and they had not been restored to their original appearance.

Zhao Mingzhen let Pei Yusheng sit on the sofa and wondered, "Why did you put your clothes on again? The bandages haven't been put on yet..."

Looking at Er Shao Pei, whose shoulder and neck muscles were tense and was still sweating coldly, he stopped his question again: "Forget it, Er Shao, stop talking first, save your energy."

With that said, Dr. Zhao helped people take off their shirts, and carefully peeled off the blood-stained clothing from the wound.

The moment the shirt was completely taken off, Qi Ji, who was still frowning, was stunned.

Qi Ji already had an estimate in his heart just after wiping blood on his hand, but when he saw the man's real injury with his own eyes, he was still greatly impacted.

Qi Ji never thought that Pei Yusheng would suffer such a serious injury.

The originally muscular and perfectly contoured back has now been completely torn apart by the overlapping scars. Each long scar runs through the entire back, and the edges are cracked like an explosion, leaving uneven cracks. trace. There was almost no good flesh on Pei Yusheng's back, and the entire back was blurred with blood. Although a layer of transparent medicinal glue had been applied to the wound, bright red blood was still seeping out from many parts, and even in some places. The bones are deeply visible, and it is shocking to see.

With such a serious injury, not to mention strenuous activities, even standing still is quite difficult. don't know how Pei Yusheng just ran out to catch up with Qi Ji.

No matter how much Qi Ji wanted to leave the relationship with others, there was no way he could remain indifferent in the face of such an injury.

"...Why is the injury so severe?"

Zhao Mingzhen reapplied the ointment on the wound. Hearing this, he hesitated, as if he didn't know whether to say it or not.

It was Pei Yusheng who spoke first.

His voice was hoarse: "I went back to City B. My father beat him."

Qi Ji frowned.

Father?

Zhao Mingzhen sighed and added: "I beat him with a cane, and the barbs on the stick were released, and the meat was directly hooked when I beat..."

Although it is only a text description, his words are enough to make people creepy.

In addition to being shocked, Qi Ji also caught a word.

Cane?

He remembered the time when the two of them were at the beach before, and the bruise on Pei Yusheng's arm was obviously caused by being hit by a stick.

Could it be that Father Pei beat him with a stick that time?

But why did Father Pei do this?

Qi Ji didn't understand: "Why do you strike so hard?"

Pei Yusheng was about to speak, but was interrupted by a sudden cough, which involved the injury, making people even more frightened. Zhao Mingzhen said worriedly, "Otherwise, I'll explain...?"

But Pei Yusheng looked at Qi Ji and said hoarsely, "It's okay."

Qi Ji didn't understand why he still looked at him like this. This kind of sight made Qi Ji feel as if a heavy stone was pressing on his heart, and his breathing became heavier.

Pei Yu's voice was hoarse, but not less clear: "Because I came out with him."

Qi Ji's heart beat violently.

……gay?

Pei Yusheng coughed again, so frightened that Zhao Mingzhen's movement of wrapping his bandages stopped slightly.

Not only did the wound look ferocious and bloody, but Ershao Pei also injured his internal organs and suffered severe pain all the time.

But on the surface, the man didn't show it, and even his voice was so calm: "I told him I like men. He disagreed and hit me."

Qi Ji didn't know if he should ask about his identity, but the man's ferocious wound lingered in front of him, and after hesitating, he still said, "Then shouldn't be hit so hard... Didn't you hide? Aunt Xu also disagree?"

"She's in a meeting in Europe, and she doesn't know about my return to City B." Pei Yusheng exhaled softly, with an indescribable blood in his breath, "I didn't hide, it's a must."

Qi Ji didn't understand: "What does it have to mean?"

"The necessary process to clean up the portal." Pei Yu said, "After the fight, I completely cut off my relationship with the Pei family."

"Sever the relationship?" Qi Ji was slightly stunned, "How could it be so serious...?"

Pei Yusheng pressed between his eyebrows, his expression could not hide his tiredness, he was silent for a while before speaking, and his voice became even more hoarse.

"If the father-son relationship is not broken, he will install cameras all around me and monitor me all the time, and I can't resist him yet."

Severing ties does not have much legal effect, but for the Pei family, it is a formal procedure within the clan. If you don't do this, all of Pei Yusheng's own forces will be monitored by his immediate father, Pei Xiaolin, even those inherited from the Xu family.

In order to resist Pei Xiaolin, he must purge his own power. That's why Pei Yusheng deliberately angered Pei Xiaolin and asked him to blame himself, who was punished for kneeling, in the ancestral hall, and then took the initiative to complete the process of clearing the portal in the presence of everyone.

This kind of thing sounds incomprehensible, even unbelievable. But when Qi Ji listened, he remembered what He Xiu once said, that Wen Chuming had been arranged for suspended animation.

At that time, it was Father Pei himself who took the future of the two young people arbitrarily.

Thinking of this, Qi Ji couldn't help but said, "Uncle is still so strong, isn't Mr. Wen very dangerous?"

After the words were out, Qi Ji realized that something was wrong.

Where is it his turn to take care of Pei Yusheng and Wen Chuming?

But before Qi Ji could cover it up, Pei Yusheng already frowned and asked, "Who is Mr. Wen?"

Qi Ji pursed her lips and suppressed the discomfort in her heart: "Mr. Wen Chuming."

He thought that Pei Yusheng was pretending to be confused, but he didn't expect that Pei Yusheng was still puzzled and didn't look like a fake: "What does this have to do with him?"

Qi Ji frowned: "Isn't Mr. Pei coming out of the closet just for Mr. Wen?"

Pei Yusheng's expression became more and more strange, and the original low-pitched tone couldn't help but lift up: "Why should I come out for Wen Chuming?"

"Why do you think so?" Pei Yusheng didn't even know how Qi Ji knew about Wen Chuming, "How do you know him? Is it because of He Xiu?"

Qi Ji vaguely felt that something was wrong: "Dr. Zhao told me before that President Pei had PTSD because of Mr. Wen's passing..."

Pei Yusheng turned to look at Zhao Mingzhen: "When was this said? Why didn't I know?"

Although he was slightly weak due to his severe injuries, his aura did not diminish much.

Zhao Mingzhen hurriedly explained: "The last time I came to the villa for a medical examination for the second young master. We didn't know the news that Mr. Wen was alive at that time. We were worried that mentioning him would stimulate the second young master's emotions, so we didn't say it."

Pei Yu said, "I don't have PTSD, haven't the results of the test scale already come out?"

No PTSD?

Qi Ji was confused.

Zhao Mingzhen nodded, "Yes, the results just came out in the past two days. I haven't had time to tell Xiao Qi."

After all, he and Pei Yusheng are both in City B these days.

Qi Ji's thoughts were a little confused, and he was full of doubts: "But didn't Uncle Pei break up the two of you at that time? President Pei also lost control because of the news of Mr. Wen's death..."

Pei Yusheng looked at him: "Is this what He Xiu told you?"

Qi Ji paused: "It's my guess based on what he said."

He took the initiative to apologize: "I'm sorry to inquire about your privacy..."

Pei Yusheng raised his hand to stop Qi Ji: "No need to apologize."

He coughed and looked at Qi Ji with bottomless eyes: "You will understand this, I am very happy."

Qi Ji moved for a while, looked away, and didn't speak.