The airplane landed steadily at K City Airport, finally escaping the gloomy and humid weather of London that had persisted for over a month. The sky in K City was cold, dry, and covered in a pale grey hue, characteristic of late autumn in the northern region.

After getting off the plane, Pei Yu appeared somewhat weary. The affairs of the European branch had hindered his rest for the past month. To make matters worse, the old man had given him a strict order to conquer the European market.

He had a handsome and stern appearance, with his black hair neatly tied behind his head, giving off an air of reckless elegance. Underneath a hint of weariness, he appeared even more unapproachable, a person not to be provoked.

The black Bentley had long been waiting outside the airport. As soon as the signal restored on his phone, Pei Yu opened it and saw not only company emails but also three WeChat messages.

One of them is his recently kept mistress, a newly-signed young star who has just stepped out of school. He asked her if she brought him any gifts and if she could come over tonight, followed by a series of cheesy expressions of love and kisses.

Another message came from Wen Nan Shu, and his message was as plain and boring as his profile picture. He said he had made dinner and asked if he would be coming home to eat.

In the car, Secretary He Ji asked, "Mr. Pei, are we going straight home?"

The car was driving on the highway when Pei Yu's phone received a WeChat message. It was from his group of brothers, Song Yang, with just an address of a clubhouse. Below that were two mischievous smiley faces and the words: "We've prepared a welcome party just for you."

Pei Yu locked his phone and said, "Let's go to the new club opened by Song Yang."

As soon as Pei Yu entered the private room, he was immediately greeted by a bewildering atmosphere and the scent of foreign liquor wafting towards him. Upon seeing Young Master Pei arrive, the crowd quickly made room for him and greeted him.

Song Yang saw him and put his arm around his shoulder. "Hey, how are you? Those cases in Europe were handled brilliantly. Even my old man couldn't help but praise you. Why did GT agree to Pei's acquisition? It seems like you guys just robbed them, right?"

The negotiations with the GT faction were unsuccessful. The Pei family isn't doing charity work with them either.

"Damn, he's really not humble at all."

They were all the elite heirs of the top families in K City, but even in small circles, there were distinctions. Apparently, among them, the Pei family, where Pei Yu belonged, was the most outstanding group.

Pei Yu drank two glasses of ice wine before feeling a bit of exhaustion dissipating. A handsome young man with a beautiful complexion beside him could tell that this group of second-generation rich kids were all fawning over Pei Yu, who not only had a face that could rival a celebrity but also looked unbelievably young. It was hard to believe that he could be twenty-five. The clever young man took out a cigarette, lit it, and handed it to Pei Yu's lips.

"Brother Pei, do you smoke?"

Pei Yu's thin lips exhaled a strong aroma of liquor, while his handsome and young eyes narrowed as he glanced at the boy's captivating face. He lowered his head and took the boy's cigarette into his mouth.

After a whole month of high tension due to group affairs, Pei Yu finally managed to relax. He drank to his heart's content and ended up getting drunk. When he came out, his secretary, He Ji, supported him. The boy who had accompanied Pei Yu all night was also there, and his fingers were almost tearing through the cuffs of Pei Yu's custom-made suit, as if he wanted Pei Yu to take him and go to a hotel.

"Go home."

Who could have known that Pei Yu would casually say such words? As soon as Song Yang and the others heard that Pei Yu wanted to go home, they hurriedly helped him into the car, completely ignoring the boy. They instructed He Ji, the driver, to drive slowly.

...

Wen Nan just got discharged from the hospital in the afternoon. In fact, he only rested for less than a week, which is obviously not long enough for someone who has just undergone a major surgery to remove a liver tumor.

However, Pei Yu finally returned from Europe today. Despite Wen Nan Shu's abdomen still sporting a sinister, centipede-like long incision that hadn't been removed, she hurriedly went to the supermarket to buy beef and stewed chicken, which Pei Yu loved to eat, and returned to make dinner for him.

But even after the food had gone cold for two rounds, Pei Yu still hadn't returned.

Pei Yu's stepmother sneered and taunted at the dinner table, "Your husband has been away on business for so long, and he doesn't even want to look at you when he comes back. It's clear how repulsive you are. It's better for you to realize your place early and make way for someone who can bear children!"

Wen Nan didn't say anything. That night, the wound on his abdomen began to ache faintly due to the movements in the afternoon. The pain was so unbearable that he couldn't help but curl up in bed. However, he heard the sound of the door being opened.

Pei Yu came over without even taking off his coat. He was completely intoxicated, with a strong smell of alcohol emanating from him, making his hair seem hazy. The late-night chill pierced through his coat, causing him to shiver uncontrollably.

"Pei Yu... I, I can't..."

Wen Nanshu knew what Pei Yu was going to do, but his resistant voice was forcefully silenced by the man behind him, who kissed him domineeringly.

"Listen, don't annoy me and make me unhappy."

"Pei Yu... no, no...!"

Wen Nan Shu was terrified of the knife edge tearing through, so he panicked and pushed away Pei Yu's chest. Pei Yu seemed displeased with his reaction and frowned, making a clicking sound with his tongue. He grabbed both of Wen Nan Shu's wrists and forcefully clenched them in his palm.

For a moment, a piercing pain engulfed him like a violent tidal wave, overwhelming in its intensity.

After so many years, between pain and Pei Yu, he would always choose pain and find it difficult to reject Pei Yu.

In this torturous late night, Wen Nan shuddered in pain, his delicate face pale, beads of cold sweat forming on his forehead. Pei Yu, in a drunken state, embraced him from behind and said, "What's the matter? The mute finally reappears after a month?" Pei Yu chuckled lightly, "Why put on airs? I think you owe me."