"It’s not a big deal," Chen Wenzhou said, "I just wanted to tell you that my sister didn’t mean that."
"The meaning, where she wants you and Shen Heyu to divorce."
Upon hearing this, Pei Yansi smiled without much interest, "Are you speaking on her behalf? I can hardly tell. Sometimes you siblings seem to actually care for each other."
Others might not know, but Pei Yansi understood better than anyone else that their relationship could be described as fire and water—totally incompatible.
Right now, his sudden speaking up for Ling Meng puzzled Pei Yansi while also raising doubts about his real intentions.
"Or is it that you and your sister have some secret plan that you’ve agreed upon?" When Pei Yansi spoke, he looked deeply at Chen Wenzhou, his eyes profound, revealing nothing out of the ordinary.
However, if one were to be stared at by him relentlessly, they would sense a chill spreading from their body to their heart, making their hair stand on end, much like looking into a pitch-black, icy pool in the depths of winter.
Chen Wenzhou felt an icy strangeness from those phoenix eyes. He reacted calmly as if everything was normal, which was just how he understood Pei Yansi to be; it was just his nature.
Chen Wenzhou said, "President Pei, you really think too highly of me. What motive could my sister and I possibly have?"
Chen Wenzhou seemed very calm, not letting any oddness show through, yet in Pei Yansi’s view, those eyes hid too many thoughts and gave away too many flaws.
Pei Yansi gave a slight smile, his eyes, however, devoid of any mirth as he said lightly, "Is that so? Well, then that’s even better."
"However, as for her real intentions and whether or not she wants me to divorce Shen Heyu," Pei Yansi added, "these matters still need to be investigated."
"And I won’t care, nor will I take it to heart, because for me, she has never been someone important. Thus, her intentions do not seem to matter much."
"President Pei is really a rational person," Chen Wenzhou also smiled, but compared to the depth of Pei Yansi’s, his smile seemed naive and superficial, his thoughts nearly transparent to Pei Yansi’s penetrating gaze.
However, Pei Yansi did not explicitly say anything. He turned around, prepared to leave, and said to Chen Wenzhou, "We’ll meet again."
"I’ll see you out," said Chen Wenzhou, following his steps. After Pei Yansi got into the car, Chen Wenzhou joined him.
The two of them sat in the back seat of the car, the proximity quite strange for two grown men. Pei Yan felt uncomfortable at first, but eventually didn’t mind it so much.
Not long after they drove off, Pei Yansi noticed another black car following them through the rearview mirror. By its appearance and speed, it seemed to be tailing them. He wondered whose tail it could be.
The fact that they were being tracked, especially on such an unremarkable stretch of road, made Pei Yansi frown. He said to Zhao Jing, who was driving, "Shake off the car behind us."
Zhao Jing looked in the direction of Pei Yansi’s voice and also noticed the following car. It looked ordinary, but it was fast and the driver seemed skilled.
Zhao Jing’s driving skills were not to be outdone; he depressed the accelerator and jerked the steering wheel back and forth several times, weaving the car through a series of turns into the suburban side roads.
The idea was to lose the tail in the twists and turns, but after several maneuvers, the car did not back off. Instead, it closed in even tighter.
For some reason, Shen Jiangli, who had disappeared from the madhouse, came to Pei Yansi’s mind. A very bad feeling arose. Could the car in the rearview mirror be his form of revenge?
Pei Yansi, although perplexed, was not afraid. His gaze was firmly fixed on the car, and as the night grew darker, the car’s shadow became increasingly blurred in the rearview mirror, obscuring its original appearance.
Chen Wenzhou watched this scene, equally unfazed, as composed as Pei Yansi, even jokingly saying with a laugh, "It seems President Pei has quite a few enemies, huh?"
Pei Yansi said coldly, never taking his eyes off the car in the rearview mirror.
He found it strange; his visit to the Chen Family today was a private matter. Except for Zhao Jing, no one knew about it.
Even if Shen Heyu was aware, she wouldn’t stoop to having someone tail him, because she disdained knowing his whereabouts.
Then, who could this secret pursuer be?
Who else would know his movements, not that it mattered much, but which enemy would know?
At this thought, Pei Yansi couldn’t help but turn to Chen Wenzhou beside him and say, "Is it you?"
"Is it me what?" Chen Wenzhou was exceptionally calm; even faced with Pei Yansi’s interrogation, he remained unflustered.
As if not even the sky falling down could disturb his composure.
Seeing him so composed and without a hint of panic, Pei Yansi’s suspicions of him deepened. If not Chen Wenzhou, then who?
He didn’t suspect Lu Yi, a doctor who was still lying in the hospital. Although he was interested in Shen Heyu, his mild temperament made it unlikely for him to do such a thing.
As Pei Yansi was deep in thought, a huge truck suddenly charged into view ahead, ramming towards them with force. The night was too dark, and the truck had no lights on; by the time it appeared, Zhao Jing could no longer react in time.
Acting on instinct, he swerved the steering wheel sharply, and the car veered to the left, next to the suburban guardrail, which, if breached, would result in the car plunging into the lake.
Just as their car was about to crash through the guardrail and fall, the same car that had been following them all along suddenly rushed forward, blocking their path.
Their car didn’t fall into the lake, but the truck slammed into the small car that had protected them.
Everyone inside the car only heard a resounding bang as the two vehicles collided, creating a massive noise.
Pei Yansi couldn’t believe it as he looked over and saw that it was none other than Chen Lingmeng sitting in the small car.
Seeing this scene, even the usually composed Pei Yansi couldn’t help but be taken aback.
Why was Chen Lingmeng here?! Wasn’t she at home recuperating? But the only answer he got was Chen Wenzhou’s surprised cry, "Call an ambulance, quick!"
Seeing its task accomplished, the truck immediately turned and left the scene quickly, without leaving a trace.
Pei Yansi wanted to note down the license plate number, but when he looked, he saw the truck didn’t even have a plate on.
Zhao Jing couldn’t afford to think further and rapidly fished out his phone to dial for emergency aid.
Meanwhile, Chen Lingmeng in the other car was unconscious, lying on the steering wheel with her pitch-black hair hanging down, obscuring her entire face, motionless.