Chapter 580: Chapter 359: Four-Person Co-Living?
Li Peifeng never doubted a woman’s sixth sense and just how accurate it could be, but he really didn’t expect that even before he gave anything away, Wu Wenyue had already noticed the change in his relationship with He Yimeng. And after just a few words, Huang Tianxuan actually believed it too.
Guess I’ve been too notorious, didn’t even bother to think...
Seeing that He Yimeng was about to come upstairs, Li Peifeng wasn’t too worried. Whatever comes will be dealt with, worst case scenario, he’d go all in. But he quietly activated his "Image Spokesperson" and "Social Expert" auras.
One could enhance his looks, making the two girls reluctant to hit his face; the other could enhance his ability to make up convincing lies, better handling the upcoming situation.
Ultimately, it’s not the best time for the four girls to know about his relationship with the white-haired girl. It’s not that Li Peifeng is afraid of taking responsibility, but he fears he might ruin He Yimeng’s short video career!
This tenderness... Mengmeng, can you feel it?
[Who?]
Inside the elevator, He Yimeng suspiciously looked around, holding a bag of instant noodles in one hand and crossing her arms tightly, her expression tense. Her eyes darted up, down, left, and right, searching for the source of the voice: "Is it a dog? What are you talking about?"
[I’m your dad! Your master, your papa!]
Strictly speaking, this was the first time Li Peifeng formally used telepathy to communicate with He Yimeng. She was clearly shocked, but after a couple of ’soothing’ words, He Yimeng calmed down.
[Preliminary assessment indicates delusional disorder, Li Peifeng, you big jerk, how did you make me this sick? When did this start? Before it was just insomnia, lots of dreams, anxiety, and restlessness. It shouldn’t be like this, all for a worthless guy, a scumbag who weighs 200 pounds but 199 pounds are bones of meanness...]
Li Peifeng was a bit dumbfounded; he didn’t expect the normally well-mannered He Yimeng to be so internally volatile and resentful towards him, or that he was causing her insomnia and anxiety. No wonder He Yimeng knew he was at home eating with the girls and couldn’t help but want to come see.
This can’t be held in any longer!
[Wait, is your mind really that filthy? Can you cut down on the swearing, and cursing someone’s mama? It’s terrible to hear!]
He Yimeng got angrier: [Shut up, you dirtbag, I’m talking to myself, you playing tricks with me... I’ll straight up kick you from your left blue fairy to your right pocket... @ Then I’ll find four more over-300-pound pigs full of whiplash to crush you to death! *)]
He Yimeng really thought this and imagined it so vividly that the disgusting image even affected Li Peifeng’s mind: [I was wrong, don’t curse anymore, but listen carefully, it really is me, I have superpowers, you’re not sick, I want to talk about something serious.]
Inside the elevator, He Yimeng seemed to shiver with anger, her eyes unfocused, but her heart was in tumult: [You think you’re so awesome, Li Peifeng you caused my mental illness... What am I supposed to do now? How can I continue being a psychological counselor? It’s over, all over, you ruined me, you damn bastard! Drop dead! I’ll add two more pigs to crush your shameless worthless self, no, make it a boar too...]
In less than half a minute of elevator time, Li Peifeng exchanged a considerable amount of information with her via telepathy, which would have taken at least ten minutes in normal conversation; and most of it was He Yimeng cursing people.
She kept insisting that the voice in her mind—Li Peifeng’s voice—was a figment of her imagination, a symptom of schizophrenia. Her professional expertise and what she’s learned made He Yimeng convinced that this was the case; no matter how much Li Peifeng explained, she didn’t believe him. The more he said, the more she thought she was seriously ill and her emotions grew more terrified.
But in the end, He Yimeng somewhat started to believe that Li Peifeng was truly using superpowers to talk to her, yet the pent-up anger and resentment she felt towards Mr. Li burst out all at once, compounded with the ’emotional garbage can’ psychological pressure from her long-term career.
As they say, extreme terror turns into anger, and this anger made He Yimeng curse like nobody’s business, laced with curses involving mothers, exceptionally insulting and damaging.
Li Peifeng simply ignored the dirty words, constantly soothing her, saying that Wu Wenyue was already suspicious, advising her to stay calm after coming upstairs and act based on the situation, avoiding getting overwhelmed.
Even if He Yimeng didn’t heed this advice at the moment, Li Peifeng wasn’t worried. After all, once she comes up, he wouldn’t sever the connection, a glance from him would surely convince He Yimeng and she would calm down, rather than continue believing she was schizophrenic.
"Ding~"
The doorbell rang, and the next moment, Wu Wenyue went to open the door, smiling.
"Come quickly, or the dishes will get cold."
"Okay, let me change into slippers..."
Once inside, the first thing He Yimeng did was turn her head toward Li Peifeng in the dining room, without blinking: "Boss Li, which ones should I wear? Are there any disposable ones?"
"Ask your Sister Yue to help you find some."
Li Peifeng answered nonchalantly, continuing to eat, but he had said this a few seconds ago to He Yimeng through telepathy. Saying it now served as a signal for He Yimeng to confirm that she wasn’t suffering from schizophrenia.
Is it for real?
He Yimeng’s pupils slightly contracted, she froze in front of the shoe cabinet, while Wu Wenyue felt a sense of relief.
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