Chapter 1702: Beiping Old Dream: Beauty and Actress Overwhelm the Boss 16

After returning to the small western-style building, Pei Yinnian remembered the reason why he went backstage to find Jinchen.

He was a little annoyed that he couldn't remember clearly after being in a panic, and he allowed Jinchen to follow him upstairs into the master bedroom suite. He asked in a low voice: "I saw you somersaulted on the stage. Are you hurt?"

Jinchen had just washed up when he came back. Hearing what happened, he sat on the sofa and lifted up his pajamas to see that his knees were a little bruised.

He poked it and felt a little sour.

"A little bit." Jinchen said.

This is unavoidable. The somersaults in opera are different from those in martial arts. In order to express the misery of the character, the actor has to kneel down firmly before standing up.

No one is immune to injury in this line of work, as long as the injuries are covered by the costumes, and most importantly, the voice and face are protected.

Pei Yinnian asked his servants to bring medicinal wine to help Jinchen to heal the blood stasis. He sat behind his desk and received a telegram from Shanghai.

It is an in-depth investigation into Jinchen's identity.

Jinchen was still unaware of the situation. She was lying on the sofa like a noble lady, with only her knees and legs exposed, allowing the servants to prepare medicinal wine for her.

It just smells weird.

He half covered his nose and picked up the play script written by Ling Gungun and started to make some corrections.

[Are you dissatisfied with my masterpiece? ]

[…I have too many roles in your masterpiece. It’s not you who is jumping and dancing on the stage.]

Suddenly, the sound of a kerosene lighter was heard, and the smell of cigarettes gradually filled the room.

Jin Chen looked at Pei Yinnian in surprise, "Sir, what's wrong with you?"

Pei Yinnian looked up at him with a cold tone.

"You have no relatives in Peking, and you are just a clerk in a bookstore in Shanghai. How can you come to Peking to visit your relatives since you were a child?"

Everyone could hear Pei Yinian's worry.

The servant who was massaging Jinchen's knees turned a little paler and tried to breathe as slowly as possible.

"So the gentleman is investigating me."

Jin Chen put down the script and slowly sat up. "If you want to protect yourself in troubled times, you must have a way to hide your identity. Sir, you should know that."

Pei Yinnian's expression gradually turned colder, "What are you hiding?"

"Or rather, who do you belong to?"

The fleeting glimpse of her at the Weiyang Theater that day, was it intentional or unintentional?

Jin Chen held down the trembling servant and said with a smile: "Go down first, look how scared you are."

The servant looked at the master again, and seeing that he had nothing to say, he felt relieved and left with the medicinal wine.

Jin Chen wanted to explain, but seeing Pei Yinnian's gloomy expression, he couldn't help but stop smiling and frowned: "I was not instructed by anyone, and I have no purpose in getting close to you."

"It's just that you don't seem to care what my explanation is. You have already convicted me."

Pei Yinnian was stunned and pursed his lips, trying to resist thinking the worst.

"I don't blame you for hiding it, but don't try to play tricks in the future."

Jinchen: "..."

What did I do!

Jinchen stood up and walked to the desk, wanting to solve the matter properly, but Pei Yinnian was not in the mood. Just then, the landline phone rang, so he picked it up and waved quietly to Jinchen.

Jinchen picked up the script and went downstairs.

Pei Yinnian frowned slightly, thinking that Jinchen would sit down and wait for him to finish his work, but he left very quickly.

There was an inexplicable feeling of depression in his heart. Pei Yinnian pressed his eyebrows and continued to listen to the voice on the other end of the phone.

Jinchen caught Pei Yiqing sneaking around in the living room as it was getting dark.

Pei Yiqing refused to live in the old house no matter what, so he just came here with them.

"What are you doing?" Jinchen walked behind him quietly.

"Ouch!"

Pei Yiqing reacted violently and jumped up in fright, almost bumping into Jinchen.

"It's so scary to be a thief in your own home." Jinchen quickly grabbed the person who was about to fall off the sofa and sat down on the other side.

“I thought it was my brother.”

Pei Yiqing clenched the letter in his hand, still undecided for a moment, and pulled Jinchen's sleeve to move towards him, "My brother is upstairs, he won't come down, right?"

"Huh, who knows."

Jinchen picked up the black tea and took a sip. He was extremely spoiled!

"What kind of love letter is this? Why is your baby like this?" He pointed at the letter in Pei Yiqing's hand.

"It was... sent by Bofeng."

Pei Yiqing sighed softly, "I've read it. He explained a lot of things. I don't know what to do."

"I..." Pei Yiqing rubbed his face, his pretty face stained with sorrow, "I still can't let it go, what should I do."

Jinchen clicked his tongue.

He snatched the letter that Pei Yiqing was holding tightly and tore it up cleanly.

"What can't be put down?"

Jinchen patted Pei Yiqing's head and said earnestly: "At this time, he is very likely sleeping with someone else now."

"The kind where you take off all your clothes."

Pei Yiqing: "..."

Such rough comfort?

Pei Yiqing burped as sadness choked his heart.

"I think you won't be sad if you think this way." Jinchen was very satisfied with the stimulation therapy.

Pei Yiqing lay down on the sofa dejectedly, "Stop talking, I just finished dinner."

"That's right. It's disgusting."

Jin Chen laughed maliciously as if he was watching a play: "Remember this disgusting thing. From now on, you will not be soft-hearted whenever you see Xiao Bofeng."

Pei Yiqing covered his ears, feeling so disgusted that he could only see the strange scene when he closed his eyes.

"You are so bad, shut up!"

Jinchen tried to lift his head up, "Don't pretend to be asleep, I also have questions for you."

"You ask." Pei Yiqing spoke in silence on the sofa.

"Does your brother suddenly feel bad at night?"

Just as he asked the question, Jinchen saw Pei Yiqing's body visibly stiffen a little, and he crawled slowly backwards like a cricket pupa.

He raised his eyebrows and pressed Pei Yiqing's shoulders, "Where are you going to crawl to?"

"I...I can't tell you. My brother said that this matter cannot be known to others."

Jinchen: "I am an outsider?"

"...No, but...Okay, I'll say it."

Pei Yiqing decisively chose to help his allies.

He sat up and whispered to Jinchen, "My brother has night blindness, so he's afraid of the dark. He used to just be afraid, but now he seems to get irritable and have headaches at night."

"But irritability only occurs at certain times. The doctor said... it's because my brother has too much pressure on his shoulders and night blindness collided with it."

Jinchen frowned, "Migraine?"

"Oh, I don't know either, but don't say that I told you." Pei Yiqing continued to lower his voice and continued to talk while holding Jinchen's shoulders.

"I still want to meet Bo Feng tomorrow, is that okay?"

Jinchen: “…No.”

His attention was brought back to him. “Your brother has worked so hard, and you’re still making him suffer.”

Pei Yiqing frowned, this sounded a bit strange.

"It makes me want to call you sister-in-law."

When Pei Yinnian walked to the stairs, he saw two people sitting on the sofa, leaning against each other and whispering.

Somewhat glaring.

He stopped walking and called Pei Yiqing's name first.

Pei Yiqing turned his neck stiffly, thinking that he had been caught for what he had just said.

"Brother! You haven't slept yet."

"Go to bed and go to the bank to study with your father tomorrow."

"Oh." Pei Yiqing breathed a sigh of relief and agreed reluctantly.

Jinchen sat on the sofa, looked up at the man at the corner of the stairs, and pulled the blanket around his shoulders.

"Sir, if you find me annoying, I can leave now."

Pei Yinnian: “…Come up.”