Fate's Unlikely Lovers

How was it?

"Boring!"

As the cold voice fell, Pei Lichuan’s ears suddenly turned red uncontrollably.

"Boring? How could it be boring! Did you really waste an entire night..."

Before Fu Cheng could finish, Pei Lichuan interrupted him, "Fu Cheng, enough! If you say one more word, I’ll throw you out to feed the dogs!"

Fu Cheng pretended to be scared, retracting his neck, "Oh, I’m so afraid!"

"But seriously, about last night… hmm… your ears..." Fu Cheng looked at Pei Lichuan suspiciously, then burst into laughter. "Pei Lichuan, you still say it’s boring! Something must have happened last night... How was your wife?"

"Fu Cheng!..."

Ignoring Pei Lichuan's warning, Fu Cheng continued, swinging his long legs and speaking slowly, "The Xia family isn’t a big family, but Xia Mo’er has been groomed since she was young, and she’s quite a talented woman in Jiangcheng!"

"How was it? Not bad, right?"

Pei Lichuan’s expression grew darker, his eyes cold and piercing, exuding a chilling aura.

Worried for Fu Cheng’s safety, Shen Anbei restrained him and reminded, "Fu Cheng, watch your words!"

"Shen Anbei, stop being so serious! We’re brothers, just concerned about his lifelong affairs! Otherwise, why would I be here gossiping!"

Fu Cheng raised an eyebrow, and with a displeased tone said, "I heard from a friend that while Xia Mo’er was studying in France, she was involved with that Ye Shaohua from the Ye family. They said Xia Mo’er is quite adventurous privately and probably slept with Ye long ago."

"So, Lichuan, you’ve got a green hat on!"

Hearing this, not only Pei Lichuan but also Shen Anbei felt a shiver of fear! Shen Anbei grabbed Fu Cheng, pinching his neck and pushing him out, "You’re drunk! Go outside and sober up!"

"I’m not..."

Fu Cheng struggled but quickly shut up upon seeing Pei Lichuan’s stormy eyes, meekly surrendering, "I’ll go sober up."

After Fu Cheng left, Shen Anbei’s voice, calm but cold, came through, "Fu Cheng’s just a loose mouth. Don’t let him bother you, Lichuan."

Pei Lichuan snorted, his displeasure evident as he continued pouring vodka.

His mind flashed with the memory of the crimson stains on the sheets, and he said, "Anbei, check Xia Mo’er’s information again."

Shen Anbei paused, "Didn’t we check it last time?"

"Get more details, including information on the Xia family and Ye Shaohua." Pei Lichuan's tone held a hint of malice as he mentioned Ye Shaohua, his eyes dark with anger.

Shen Anbei frowned, concerned about Pei Lichuan’s increasingly unstable mood. He hesitantly said, "Lichuan, I’ve heard you haven’t been going for rehabilitation for a long time. It’s not good for…"

"It doesn’t matter! My leg won’t heal whether I rehabilitate or not, so why waste time?"

Shen Anbei’s frown deepened, wanting to persuade him but seeing Pei Lichuan’s displeased expression, he changed the subject, "By the way, why isn’t there a single servant in the mansion?"

At the mention, Pei Lichuan’s lips curled into a sarcastic smile.

"Old man gave them all time off."

Shen Anbei paused, then understood the old man’s intention, secretly chuckling, "Looks like the old man is serious this time!"

"Cut it! Who cares if he’s serious or not? Why should he force a woman I don’t love on me..."

Shen Anbei tilted his head, "The old man just wants a grandchild soon..."

The next moment, a woman’s piercing scream shattered the silence.

Xia Mo’er?

Pei Lichuan frowned, setting down his glass, and hurriedly headed towards the elevator, his eyes reflecting a sense of urgency he wasn’t fully aware of.