Misty Allure – Chapter 116

Chapter 116:

Chapter 116:

Pei Yuzhou’s voice was languid, “As expected.”

Meng Shuyou couldn’t help but curve her lips, “Are you so sure that I can win the award?”

Pei Yuzhou lightly hummed, “I believe in you.”

A warm current flowed through Meng Shuyou’s chest, stirring up subtle ripples.

In a moment, a voice came from the mobile phone again.

“Mister, the President of the Hill Hotel Group sent your birthday gift early. I’ve put it on your desk.” Mark said.

“Mm.” Pei Yuzhou stood with his back to the doorway, looking at the distant skyline in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

Mark put down the gift box and left the office.

Meng Shuyou thought for a moment and asked, “Mister Pei, when is your birthday?”

“The eighteenth.” Pei Yuzhou said straightforwardly, “What, do you want to give me something?”

Meng Shuyou did have this plan. She had received too many gifts from him, so she should reciprocate, “Is there anything you want?”

“Are you sure you want me to say it?”

“Mm.” She weakly added, “But I can’t afford anything too expensive.”

Pei Yuzhou’s thin lips tugged lightly, “The clothes you wore on Halloween, wear them for me to see in the evening.”

After seeing the Moments photograph she posted, her costume style was vastly different from usual. He occasionally needed a bit of novelty too.

Meng Shuyou instantly understood his meaning, her ear roots slightly heating up.

Who would take that as a gift?

She muttered softly, “Can’t you be a little more serious?”

Pei Yuzhou’s expression didn’t change, “Where am I not serious?”

“You’re not serious anywhere.” Meng Shuyou didn’t believe he simply wanted to see her wear the skirt.

Pei Yuzhou raised his brow, “Depends on your sincerity.”

This telephone call had just ended not long ago when Mark returned, “Mister, the housekeeper called. The Old Master is ill and has been sent to the hospital for a check-up.”

Pei Yuzhou tossed down the folder and walked out, “Prepare the car.”

“Okay.” Mark immediately called the driver.

Hospital VIP hospital room.

The Old Master lay on the bed receiving infusion, his face showing a sickly pallor.

Pei Yuzhou pushed the door open and came in, “Grandfather.”

The Old Master turned his head, “Why are you here? Isn’t the company busy?”

“Of course I have to come when you’re ill.” Pei Yuzhou walked to the bedside, “Feeling better?”

The Old Master coughed twice, “What could be wrong with me? Just an old ailment.”

The housekeeper explained truthfully, “The Old Master caught a cold from the temperature drop recently. He’s been coughing for days. The doctor said it’s a bit of pneumonia, and since his heart isn’t great to begin with, the symptoms are more severe.”

Pei Yuzhou frowned slightly, “Why wasn’t he brought to the hospital earlier?”

“I didn’t want to come. The smell of the hospital makes me dizzy.” The Old Master’s voice was thick and hoarse as he propped himself up on the bed to sit.

Pei Yuzhou reached out to support him, “If you don’t come, it will only get worse. The temperature has dropped a lot lately. Try to avoid going out and blowing in the wind.”

The Old Master leaned against the pillow, “It’s stuffy at home, and now you won’t let me go out. It’ll make me ill from boredom.”

The housekeeper walked to the foot of the bed and raised the head of the bed higher so he could lean more comfortably.

“If you got married earlier and gave me a great-grandchild, I wouldn’t be so bored.”

Pei Yuzhou said impassively, “You’re getting off track. When you’re ill, just nourish the body properly and don’t think too much.”

“You won’t even let me think?” The Old Master was clearly displeased, his face stern, “I’m at this age. You don’t want me to go to my deathbed without seeing a great-grandchild, do you?”

Pei Yuzhou sat down on the chair nearby, “You’re doing fine. Don’t talk about dying.”

“Birth, aging, illness, death—it’s inevitable.” The Old Master looked at him, “I’ve never interfered with you because I thought you had your own opinion and measure, that you could handle it well. But what exactly do you mean now?”

Pei Yuzhou followed his words, “Since you think I can handle it well, then don’t worry.”

Misty Allure

Misty Allure

雾色迷津
Score 9
Status: Ongoing Author: Released: 2025 Native Language: Chinese
Meng Shuyou has been obedient and compliant since childhood, never daring to defy her father, from studying etiquette and completing schoolwork to studying abroad, all in an orderly manner. In the third year of studying abroad, to escape family control, she deliberately provoked a renowned man. Pei Yuzhou, from nobles, holds power and wealth, infamous in the circle for his thunderous methods, ruthless in his actions. "I'm not some gentleman." He said. "Then we're a match made in heaven, I'm not a good girl either." Meng Shuyou stayed by his side only to seek protection. She never expected his control to be stronger than her own father's. Realizing such a man was too dangerous, she decisively fled back to the country. ** In the rainy night, traffic was sparse on the elevated bridge spanning the river, thin mist enveloped it, a silver Maybach sped by, intercepting the black sedan ahead. Meng Shuyou watched the man get out of the car in the car, his smile not reaching his eyes. "Where to?" The voice by her ear was cold, Meng Shuyou didn't dare look into his eyes, her lips trembled, "I..." Pei Yuzhou lowered his gaze, pulled her out of the car, approaching step by step. "Who taught you to run after using me?" "You didn't think provoking me would let you escape unscathed, did you?" "Yaoyao, in this lifetime, you'll be imprisoned by my side." Little did she know, later, the one trapped was him. The place closest to the heart also bore her name.

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