Chapter 25: Has Mister Pei Arrived
Meng Shuyou and Winnie pulled Mia from both sides, asking about the situation.
“Nothing happened inside, right?”
“Are you hurt?”
Mia shook her head. “Don’t worry, I’m fine. They just scared me.”
Those police officers wanted to convict her without asking about the ins and outs. Luckily, she wasn’t one to be scared.
Winnie patted her chest. “We were worried to death.”
“It was like experiencing what it’s like to go to the police station.” Mia took a deep breath. “The air outside is still better.”
Behind them, the detective personally saw Zhao Hesong to the doorway.
“It’s all a misunderstanding. Blame my subordinates for not checking clearly. I’ll definitely give you an explanation for this.”
Zhao Hesong kindly reminded him, “Your subordinates do need some discipline. If you can’t even handle things impartially, your path to promotion won’t be easy in the future.”
The detective nodded repeatedly. “Definitely, definitely. I’ll discipline them as soon as I get back.”
“Alright, then we’ll head out first.”
“Okay.”
Zhao Hesong took the car key from his pocket. “Ladies, let me take you back to school.”
It was hard to get a ride at this hour, so Meng Shuyou didn’t refuse. “Thank you, Mister Zhao.”
“No problem.” Zhao Hesong opened the car door and sat in the driver’s seat.
Winnie and Mia got in the back seat, and Meng Shuyou sat in the passenger seat.
The Porsche started the engine, and the car speed was steady.
Winnie asked curiously, “Mister Zhao, do you know the detective at the police station?”
Zhao Hesong smiled. “We’ve crossed paths, but I don’t have that much face.”
Whose face it was went without saying—it could only be Pei Yuzhou.
The Herschel Family has always had a political background. Here, even the governor has to give him some face, let alone a police station detective.
“What happened to the redhead?” Mia suddenly remembered to ask.
Mentioning him made Winnie angry. “He’s doing fine in the hospital. Scum, degenerate—that kind of person should be castrated, chopped up, and fed to the dogs so he doesn’t come out to harm people!”
Hearing this, Zhao Hesong in the front subconsciously clamped his legs.
She looked petite and delicate, but she was actually so ruthless.
Mia curled her lip. “Even dogs would find that thing of his dirty.”
“True.” Winnie felt disgusted just thinking about it. “If Yaoyao hadn’t stopped me today, I would’ve beaten him again.”
Mia: “We need to get him to delete those rumor-mongering posts. A bunch of guys ganging up to slander—disgusting.”
Winnie couldn’t help but agree. “Men aren’t any good.”
Meng Shuyou coughed lightly. There was still a man in the car.
Winnie reacted and quickly tried to fix it. “Um, I didn’t mean it that way.”
She looked embarrassed. “Mister Zhao is naturally different from other men.”
Zhao Hesong held the steering wheel and glanced at the rearview mirror. “How am I different?”
Winnie flattered him. “Different in every way. How can that kind of person be compared to you?”
Zhao Hesong raised his eyebrows but said nothing more.
Meng Shuyou leaned against the car window and opened her mobile phone to send Pei Yuzhou a message: “My friend has been released from the police station. Thank you, Mister Pei.”
He only replied with one word: “Mm.”
Meng Shuyou: “Next time you come to Chicago, can you let me know? If you’re free, can I treat you to dinner?”
Pei Yuzhou: “We’ll see.”
Meng Shuyou didn’t dare disturb him further. “Okay.”
It was already very late when they arrived at school.
After a day of ordeal, the girls said goodbye to Zhao Hesong and returned to their dormitory to rest.
–
The rumor-mongering post on the forum was completely deleted overnight.
Not only that, the poster publicly apologized to Meng Shuyou.
“Yaoyao, the post is gone!” Winnie came to share the good news. “I heard the redhead dropped out. So satisfying!”
Meng Shuyou was surprised. “Dropped out?”
“His conduct was too poor, and the school persuaded him to leave.” Winnie had just heard the gossip. “Someone exposed that he deceived girls’ feelings and cheated on multiple at once, tarnishing our school’s reputation. Dropping out is light.”
Meng Shuyou found it strange. He had that attitude yesterday—why was he suddenly willing to apologize today?
Did Mister Pei help resolve it?
Besides him, no one else seemed capable of handling it all so quickly.
Winnie had another matter and looked worried. “My pendant went missing yesterday somehow. I remember it was still there when we left the hospital, but it was gone when I showered at night.”
Meng Shuyou guessed, “Maybe it fell in Mister Zhao’s car. I’ll ask for you.”
“Okay.” Winnie sighed. “It cost tens of thousands. It hurts to lose it.”
Meng Shuyou didn’t have Zhao Hesong’s contact info, so she asked Pei Yuzhou, “Mister Pei, can you give me Mister Zhao’s contact info?”
A few minutes later, he replied with a punctuation mark: “?”
Meng Shuyou explained: “My friend’s necklace might have fallen in his car. I want him to help look for it.”
Moments later, he sent a string of numbers.
Meng Shuyou: “Thank you.”
Meng Shuyou: “By the way, was it you who handled the post?”
Pei Yuzhou: “What do you think?”
Meng Shuyou: “Thank you, Mister Pei.”
She also sent a “you’re the best” hug emoji.
She hadn’t expected him to resolve the matter so easily.
–
The storm passed, and life returned to normal.
With finals approaching, they entered the dull review phase.
Winnie got a headache whenever there was a theory exam. She hated memorizing the most—words went in one ear and out the other; she couldn’t remember a thing.
Every exam, she relied on Meng Shuyou summarizing the key points for her, barely passing without failing.
Finally, after finishing the “Introduction to Western Art” exam, she breathed a huge sigh of relief.
“I’m going out to play. My brain’s about to explode; I need to relax.” Winnie scrolled her mobile phone and remembered. “Mister Zhao’s birthday party is tomorrow night. Wanna go?”
“Birthday party? How do you know? When did you two get so close?” Meng Shuyou asked three questions in a row.
Winnie curved her lips. “Didn’t he help me find my necklace last time? I treated him to dinner. A few days ago, he asked if I wanted to hang out, and I haven’t replied yet.”
Meng Shuyou stared at her expression. “You don’t… like him, do you?”
Winnie admitted frankly, “Sigh, who doesn’t like a pretty face?”
Zhao Hesong really hit her aesthetic perfectly, and his personality was fun too—he could catch any joke.
“He said Mister Pei will probably be there too. Let’s go together—a rare opportunity.”
With those words, Meng Shuyou nodded decisively.
Mia was going to Portland with her family this weekend, so they didn’t invite her.
The birthday party was held at Zhao Hesong’s own villa, with quite a few friends invited.
The best mansion in the city center area, semicircular building, central axis fountain with flowing water jets, lights spilling from underwater.
French classical interior decor, high-end furniture—even the ceiling lamp was LV custom-made, perfectly matching Young Master Zhao’s temperament.
As soon as Meng Shuyou and Winnie entered, Zhao Hesong came over. “The ladies are here.”
He wore a floral shirt today, tie loose, silver chain pinned at the chest, hair styled meticulously. Paired with that roguish handsome face, it was eye-catching.
“Happy birthday, Young Master Zhao.”
“Happy birthday, Mister Zhao.”
Winnie and Meng Shuyou gave him their gifts.
Zhao Hesong curved his lips. “I said no need for gifts.”
“It’s awkward to come empty-handed.” Winnie blinked. “The gift is light, but the thought is heavy.”
Zhao Hesong nodded with a smile. “Got it.”
He gestured with his hand. “Go inside and sit. Help yourselves to whatever you want to eat.”
Meng Shuyou asked, “Has Mister Pei arrived?”
