amaotonovel Chapter 201 Winter Solstice & Christmas Chapter: Me and Miss Yan.
Chapter 201 Winter Solstice & Christmas Chapter: Me and Miss Yan.
After seeing Yan Zhuoyu off, the presidential suite instantly became empty and quiet, so quiet that even one's own breathing could be clearly heard.
The light rain that had just stopped started falling again with the sound of thunder.
Pei Weijin sat on the edge of the bed, not even wanting to turn on the light.
If Fu Zhuchen were here, he would definitely laugh at him for acting like a left-behind child.
He refreshed his WeChat Moments again to check if there were any new likes and comments on his three recent posts.
The three posts on WeChat Moments were of the spicy chicken noodles cooked by Yan Zhuoyu, the white wolf ring given to him by Yan Zhuoyu, and even the lipstick mark left by Yan Zhuoyu before.
The caption was simple: [Winter Solstice & Christmas Day, Ms. Yan and I.]
The first person I saw was Fu Zhuchen, who replied to each of the three posts on his WeChat Moments: 【Brother Pei? Brother?? You've already received the red envelopes, can't you eat something good? Look at you, so worthless!】
Pei Weijin didn't even blink as he deleted all the comments left by Fu Zhuchen, and then set them to be invisible only to him.
The second comment was from Lin Qinglan: "Zhuoyu likes this? Mom will have it prepared right away for you to eat next time you come over."
She phrased it tactfully in her WeChat Moments, but then immediately contacted Pei Weijin privately.
[Lin Meinu: Zhuoyu likes spicy chicken noodles, but you can't just let her eat that all she wants. You need to take good care of the young lady. Why are you making her make her own instant noodles? Tell Mom the truth, is there something wrong at work lately? Even with a big problem, you can't just feed her instant noodles; it's unhealthy.]
Pei Weijin stared at his mother's online name in silence, unsure of what to say.
Ms. Lin Qinglan is not someone who only expresses concern verbally.
She promptly transferred one million to Pei Weijin, telling him to take Yan Zhuoyu out for a nice meal if he had the chance tomorrow.
Finally, he added, "Okay, is it evening where you are? You young people have to work during the day, it's stressful, so go to bed early. If you have any difficulties, tell me, don't make that young lady suffer."
Pei Weijin silently touched his lips, which were red and swollen from the spiciness of the spicy noodles. He had never eaten this before, and he hadn't expected it to be so potent.
As for Ms. Lin Qinglan's concerns, they are completely unnecessary.
In addition to wontons and noodles, there were several other dishes that the hotel served, all nutritionally balanced and in appropriate portions, ensuring that nothing was wasted.
In addition to the money transferred by Lin Qinglan, Pei Jincheng also transferred one million to him without saying a word.
Pei Weijin received all the money and planned to transfer it to Yan Zhuoyu later.
He continued scrolling through his WeChat Moments, even though he doesn't usually look at his phone much.
My work WeChat account is mainly used for handling company affairs, while my personal WeChat account is mostly used for daily communication such as greeting my mother and transferring money, and occasionally replying to messages from a few friends such as Fu Zhuchen.
As for his WeChat Moments, he almost never paid attention to it before marriage, let alone opened it.
But after adding Yan Zhuoyu on WeChat and the two becoming partners, he started paying attention to his friend's updates.
Yan Zhuoyu's WeChat Moments are not updated frequently, but you can view all her past posts.
On their wedding night, feeling that he smelled of alcohol, he voluntarily slept in the guest room.
In Huo Wenji's words, he finally managed to marry the person he loved after racking his brains, and was so excited that he couldn't sleep all night.
That night, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep, so he read through Yan Zhuoyu's WeChat Moments one by one.
Compared to Pei Weijin's monotonous and repetitive work life, Yan Zhuoyu's life seemed unrestrained and vibrant, growing wildly like weeds.
Especially during Yan Zhuoyu's university years, you could tell from the occasional photos she posted of her traveling with Qin Zhuyue that she was full of energy.
Haba Snow Mountain, ravaged by snow and wind.
Wuzhen Water Town in the Mist and Rain
Victoria Harbour at night
……
Pei Weijin belatedly realized that his behavior resembled that of a thief, so he exited WeChat and opened Weibo.
He has received over 99+ messages from backend users, but he hasn't replied to a single one.
He deleted the fake account he had registered casually. In front of Yan Zhuoyu, that fake account had long since been completely destroyed.
He registered a new account with a simple name, which was his real name – Pei Weijin.
It was Yan Zhuoyu who gave him the name, and it sounded even better than Zhuoye.