The Self-cultivation of Omega Running with the Ball

"Are you calm down?" Seeing that he didn't say a word, Pei Du stretched out his hand, intending to feel the temperature of his forehead, but Wen Qiu reacted strongly and dodged, and at the same time slapped his hand away.

"Thank you for your unnecessary rescue," Wen Qiu took a deep breath, "and helped me review my life as a pet under surveillance. Can I leave now?"

His driver parked the car on the side of the road. If Pei Du hadn't intervened, he would have gotten rid of Xie Guangming and gone home to sleep.

Pei Du immediately grabbed his arm, "Wait, let me explain first."

"What do you want to explain? Have I ever accused you of anything—"

"I'm not spying on you."

"Oh - then you came at a great time. Every time I'm in trouble, you appear like a superhero from the sky. There's no market for this kind of old-fashioned plot anymore."

"That's because you were always in danger before, so I wanted to protect you..."

"Oh, so why do I always get into danger? It's all related to you many times. Don't you have any idea?" Wen Qiuling was sharp-tongued and aggressive.

"It's my fault, so I have to make up for it." Pei Du was interrupted again and again, but he still persevered in explaining, "It was An Yunqi who was monitoring Xie Guangming. Their people found out that you might be in danger, so they notified me, and that's why I came here. If I was really monitoring you, I wouldn't have let you come here in the first place."

"Fuck, so it's my fault again?" Wen Qiu didn't believe his nonsense at all. "Just tell me straight, there's no need. I have my own people."

He clapped his hands, and several well-trained bodyguards immediately got out of the car on the roadside. They were all trustworthy men he brought back from England. Even if Pei Du hadn't appeared just now, Xie Guangming couldn't do anything to him. He was no longer the toy that he used to be.

Pei Du's eyes swept across the tense faces of the bodyguards. He could tell that they were nervous facing him. "So you trust these people?"

"of course."

"Okay, let me ask you," Pei Du looked at the leading bodyguard, "Based on your observation, has your employer been followed or monitored recently?"

The tall and strong Alpha was stunned, feeling that her professional ethics had been challenged, and immediately shook her head firmly, "Absolutely not. All of Mr. Wen's itineraries are properly arranged by us and are absolutely confidential. There is no possibility of monitoring."

"Well, you did a great job." Pei Du nodded, as if he was his direct leader. He looked at Wen Qiu again, "Can you believe what I say now?"

Wen Qiu was startled, then he realized that he was still entangled with that point, stubbornly wanting to clarify it for himself. He felt a little irritated, thinking that Pei Du's entanglement was meaningless. Even if he didn't deliberately monitor him, so what? Did they break up because of such a small issue?

"You don't have to prove anything, because I don't trust you at all," Wen Qiu simply laid out his words and made them clear, "If this is the only unimportant thing you want to talk about, then there's nothing more for us to talk about."

"But for me, this is a very important matter." Pei Du stared at him with a faint smile on his lips, as if he could feel great satisfaction just by being able to speak a few words to him.

Four years had left almost no trace on him, except that his temperament had become more calm and composed, like the sea that embraces everything. His smile was like a soothing wave, which made Wen Qiu's heart moist for no reason. He looked away, "I, I'm going back."

"Be careful on the road." Pei Du did not argue with him and even considerately opened the car door for him, then stood and watched him leave.

On the way back, Wen Qiu felt more and more that something was wrong. It was obviously him who was arrogant and aggressive, but Pei Du did not fight back or retaliate. However, when he thought of his indifferent look, he still felt a little angry, as if his fists were hitting on cotton.

Could it be that this silent and humiliating young wife is Pei Du's true self? Are you kidding me?
"He didn't become gentler," Wen Qiu reminded himself, "he just became more cunning."

/
That night Pei Du returned to his home in Yan City. His childhood friend An Yunqi came to visit him with two bottles of wine. After not seeing him for a few months, he seemed to have become a little darker and his style became more unkempt. If it weren't for his handsome face and good figure, he would really look a bit like a rural Shamatte.

Pei Du looked him up and down and was a little reluctant to let him in.

An Yunqi looked down at the muddy T-shirt on his body and said, "Ah, this is sold by the only clothing store in the village. You know what, it's much sturdier than those big-name clothes. I can only wear this when doing farm work."

What he wore on his feet was even more horrible, a pair of work boots covered in mud. "I can't help it. The road is slippery when it rains in the mountains. I drove for half a day to come back to see you directly. Be content."

An Yunqi threw his boots, threw two bottles of farmhouse wine into Pei Du's arms, and walked into the house. Although he tried hard to cover it up, Pei Du still found that he was limping, as if he had some hidden illness.

"Why, didn't you say you would stay in the village until the winter and then come back?" Pei Du asked knowingly. In the past few years, An Yunqi would go to Green Willow Village to live for a few months every year, carrying out a love-chasing activity that Pei Du considered to be complete harassment.

"Don't mention it. He insisted on helping the widow at the east end of the village to repair the roof. He did it to piss me off, don't you think? He insisted on going, so I followed him to monitor him. No, I went with him to repair the roof. As a result, the atmosphere was very good at that time, and I couldn't help but touch his butt. Who knew that the widow would see it..." An Yunqi's face was dark. "He was so cruel. If I hadn't run fast, I would have died there."

It's right. Pei Du thought without mercy, and asked again: "Then you won't leave this time?"

"Ah? That won't do!" An Yunqi slapped his thigh. "The fruits and vegetables that I planted in the spring will soon be ripe. I have to go check on them. I also have to weed, apply fertilizer, and kill insects. There's a lot of work to do. And I'm also worried about that widow. She's flirting all day long. I don't know who she's trying to seduce..."

Pei Du looked at his friend, whose mind was occupied with farming, watering the fields, carrying manure, and competing with the village widow, with pity in his eyes.

However, we also have to thank An Yunqi for his unremitting efforts in stepping on landmines over the past few years. He has built a book of wrong answers in his heart, which is filled with all the bitter lessons An Yunqi has learned in the process of pursuing his wife, reminding himself at all times not to repeat the same mistakes.

"Hey, don't just talk about me. I heard that your boyfriend is back?" An Yunqi was squatting in the ravine, but he was still well-informed. "How is it? Have you met him?"

"I have met him." Pei Du took a sip of wine slowly, "He seems to be doing well." When he left that year, he was as wilted as a cabbage. Now he looks healthy and lively, can eat, drink, and talk to people. Just looking at him makes people feel good.

"Ah? Then what?" An Yunqi knew how he had been through these past few years and was worried about him. "Have you taken any action? Don't let anyone get away now."

"Don't be impatient, take your time." Pei Du said.

An Yunqi leaned back on the sofa and glared at him, "I don't believe you're really not in a hurry."

If he wasn't in a hurry, he wouldn't have bought all of Wen Qiu's film copyrights, and would have gone to the crew time and time again to witness every work hit the screen with his own eyes.

If he wasn't in a hurry, he wouldn't have given up his desires for four years, lived like an ascetic, and wore the broken ring as if he was observing chastity, as if announcing to the whole world that his love was unrequited.

If he wasn't in a hurry, he wouldn't have invested so much money and energy in charity to rescue each OMEGA with a tragic life story, as if he was atonement or accumulating blessings for someone.

And An Yunqi knew that this was only what he saw, and it was only a very small part, because Pei Du was the best at hiding himself. He never said much and never explained.

Just like in the past, Pei Du still did not defend himself, but lightly jumped to the next topic: "How is Xie Guangming doing?"

"Oh, why are you asking about him?" An Yunqi was a little puzzled, "Didn't you have no interest in him before?"

The An family and the Xie family have been entrenched in Yan City for many years, and they are intertwined with each other. Sometimes they cooperate, but more often they fight. In recent years, An Yunqi has gradually gained power and has decided to kill this old enemy.

Four years ago, he skipped the engagement party with great fanfare, causing the An family to be attacked from all sides, and he was almost deprived of his inheritance rights. At that time, he was busy chasing his wife, and it was Pei Du who intervened and controlled the situation in time. For this reason, he did not hesitate to stay in Yan City and mobilized a large number of Pei family forces to help him calm down.

It would be a lie for An Yunqi to say that he was not touched. He had promised Pei Du that after he devoured Xie Guangming, he would cut off half of the fattest meat and give it to him. Pei Du was naturally happy to accept it, even though his position in the family was much more stable than An Yunqi's, and his desire for money and power was much weaker than An Yunqi's, but if the meat was delivered to his doorstep, he would eat it.

Pei Du said: "Xie Guangming is Wen Qiu's mother's ex-husband."

"Ah?" An Yunqi was surprised. "I heard that he has a bad reputation and likes to be an old cow eating young grass... No way?"

"Probably not," Pei Du's eyes darkened, "but I'm not 100% sure."

Because Wen Qiu's mouth is tighter than a clam shell, no one can pry out of him what he doesn't want to say.

And Xie Guangming is such a sinister and cunning beast, he really can't rest assured.

"That old fellow Xie Guangming is very difficult to deal with, and he is deeply connected with the higher-ups. I have fought him many times but never got any advantage." An Yunqi exhaled from his nose, "But good brother, with you here, I am not afraid of that old fox turning over new tricks - but there is one thing I want to make clear to you in advance, I am really planning to wash my hands and leave now, I will not use those tricks I used before."

The An family had a long criminal record, and the higher-ups were keeping a close eye on them. After years of tempering, An Yunqi's sharpest character had been smoothed out by a man who was just as rough as he was. He was now obsessed with his wife and children, and he was trying to make his business look more elegant than the best.

"I understand." Pei Du nodded. In the past, his methods might not be as fierce and brutal as An Yunqi's, but they were not much better.

However, after what happened in the past, he somehow felt the existence of "karma". The evil causes he had sown without scruples might one day come back to haunt him and the people around him.

He wasn't more compassionate, he just cared more.

/
Although it was disgusting to be asked to drink by Xie Guangming, it couldn't be said that it had no effect. Wen Qiu just said a few nice words with a shameless face and drank two more glasses, which made a certain important person smile and give a promise on the spot.

So just like that, the fire protection problem that had been bothering us for a long time was solved.

Although the project was able to move forward, Wen Qiu did not feel relieved. He could feel that this was just the beginning and troubles would continue to come.

He went to the hospital to see Wen Jierui, and seeing him lying on the bed with his skinny body, he felt a little pity and a little disgust. He thought that Xie Guangming was ten years older than him, and he was still full of energy and stirring up trouble everywhere, and he looked younger and younger; his useless old father just lay here groaning all day, and was of no use at all.

It is said that evil can last for a thousand years. If Wen Jierui had been a little more thoroughly evil, he might have lived to be a hundred years old.

He Yu was also accompanying the patient in the hospital. It was he that Wen Qiu was looking for. While Wen Jierui was asleep, he pulled him aside and said a few words to him.

"Gong Changyang? Isn't he the director you value very much?" He Yu pushed his glasses. "You want me to investigate his relationship with Xie Guangming?"

Wen Qiu nodded. He was not stupid enough to actually believe that Gong Changyang had reported the wrong address.

"It is said that if you doubt someone, don't employ him, and if you employ someone, don't doubt him. The filming is about to start. If the director finds any problems, what do you plan to do?" He Yu asked.

"What can I do? If there's a problem, just replace it until I'm satisfied." Wen Qiu smiled coldly, "I don't want to see dirty things contaminating my work."

(End of this chapter)