After Playing the Fool and Marrying the Blind Villain [Transmigration]

Three days later, at the main house.

Bo Yueminng stood calmly outside the study, accompanied by assistant Lin Zhong. Half an hour ago, they received notice from Old Mr. Bo that he had something to talk about.

Lin Zhong looked at the still-closed study door, agitated. “Mr. Bo, what do you think the old man wants?”

The last time the old man said “I have something to talk about,” Mr. Bo was forcibly dismissed from his position in the group, and all the fast-developing plans were handed over to Bo Guancheng. During this period of time, Mr. Bo hadn’t been involved with the group anymore, right, ah?

Could it be that news of the joint investment company with Mr. Yan had reached the ears of the old man, making him dissatisfied? But this wasn’t a new matter, so there was no need to bring it up now, right?

Lin Zhong couldn’t understand, but Bo Yueming appeared calm. “We’ll know when we go in, don’t jump to conclusions.”

As soon as he spoke, the door of the study suddenly opened in response.

Bo Guancheng emerged, but this time he looked different from before—

His left cheek bore an obvious bruise and a scratch that seemed to have just healed, and even the corners of his eyes had clear bruises.

Bo Yueming’s eyes hidden under the black glasses took this sight in, but he didn’t say anything, and pretended not to know who the other party was.

Lin Zhong, who was standing beside him, was stunned for a moment and held back his surprise. “Eldest Young Master.”

Bo Guancheng nodded slightly, and the corners of his mouth no longer showed his usual fake smile.

Three days ago, he had been attacked outside the on the forest path behind the manor, and by the time he tore through the stinking garbage bag and managed to barely get up, the other party had already disappeared.

Bo Guancheng believed that it was the servant A-Kai who was harboring a grudge and impulsively got revenge, but because of the “transaction relationship” between the two, he didn’t dare to raise his voice about it, lest the other party smash the pot in public and make the issue even more unsightly.

After all, now that damn girl Bo Jiao was back.

If everyone knew about his secret targeting of Bo Yueming, perhaps the second branch would make a fuss under the other party’s instigation.

Considering many factors, Bo Guancheng had no choice but to admit that he was unlucky, and use the excuse that he had accidentally fallen while walking at night.

Of course, once he found that servant A-Kai, he would definitely not go easy on him!

Bo Guancheng looked at Bo Yueming, and opened his mouth perfunctorily, “Yueming, Grandpa happens to have something for you, so just go in.”

After speaking, he endured the pain and slowly walked away.

The injuries to his face were secondary, and the more serious ones were at the joints of his knees, hands, and feet. Having been beaten hard that day, they swelled so badly that he had to bear the pain even in his daily work and when walking.

Bo Guancheng was only thankful that Bo Yueming couldn’t see his disgraceful state at the moment. Little did he know that his every move had already fallen into the eyes of the other party.

There was a subtle arc to Bo Yueming’s thin lips, which he quickly hid—

It seemed that his own family’s kitten was moving his hands in secret.

Just as he was thinking, Old Mr. Bo’s voice sounded from the study. “Is that Yueming outside? Come in.”

Bo Yueming restrained his thoughts, and pretended to use Lin Zhong’s help to step into the study. “Grandpa.”

Old Mr. Bo was sitting behind a sandalwood desk, leisurely drinking the tea made by the steward, Lao Shen. He took a few sips and then casually tossed down the document in his hand, gesturing to it—

“There is a project I plan to let you take over. I’ll ask the assistant to tell you the details later.”

Lin Zhong conscientiously stepped forward to take the document, then returned to Bo Yueming, opening it to can through it. “Wencheng New Olympic Sports?”

Bo Yueming heard the name of this relatively unfamiliar project and frowned.

Wencheng?

Not a project in the Imperial Capital?

Old Mr. Bo seemed to have noticed his doubts, and exhibited a rare moment of patience as he took the initiative to explain, “Wencheng will hold an international youth competition at the end of the year, and intends to take the opportunity to expand construction funds and build a new integrated sports center.”

In the previous bidding plan, the sports center covered an area of about 80,000 square meters, with an investment budget of 1.2 billion. If they could successfully cooperate with relevant departments and enter a cooperative contract with this project, the future profits were self-evident.

“Your grandma always planned to expand the Bo family to the coastal areas, and the general manager and core team of this project were sent to Wencheng by her four months ago.”

Not long after, Bo Peizhi had an accident and was now lying in a hospital bed.

“A week ago, the original general manager left the job suddenly and quit. Now that there are only two months left before the public bidding, it is not worthwhile to give up, but it is true that not just anyone is capable of taking on such a big project.”

Old Mr. Bo took another sip of hot tea, speaking earnestly, “Your sister is right, you are capable, and shouldn’t just stay at home because of your eyes, lest outsiders say I am partial to the main branch and despise the second branch.”

“I’ve thought about it, and only when this project is handed over to you can I rest assured, and so can your grandma.”

Old Mr. Bo added with apparent lenience, “Of course, you don’t need to stress yourself. If this project can be completed, then you will be the biggest contributor. If it cannot be completed, the costs incurred in the early stages will be counted as those of the group.”

“…….”

Bo Yueming remained silent.

Only two months left for him to take over a major engineering project that was likely to have turned into a mess? And the location was far away in Wencheng? It was clear that he intended to drive him out.

But if he deliberately turned it down, it was likely that the rumors outside would change direction—

It wasn’t that Old Mr. Bo was deliberately biased, as he had clearly given the other a large project with considerable profits, but the Second Young Master of the Bo family turned his face and was unwilling to accept it.

Old Mr. Bo looked directly at him. “Yueming, what do you think?”

Bo Yueming smiled. “Grandpa, when do you want me to leave?”

“Naturally, the sooner the better. If there are no other matters, perhaps tomorrow?”

Old Mr. Bo seemed to be asking, but had actually made up his mind for him. “An extra day’s delay may affect the final result. When you arrive in Wencheng, someone will connect with you.”

Li Zhong frowned slightly, feeling aggrieved for his boss.

Bo Yueming beside him continued to respond calmly, “Okay, then I’ll go back and get ready.”

Not long after, the study door closed again.

Only then did the steward, Lao Shen, come up to refill Old Mr. Bo’s cup of tea. “Old Sir, leaving such a large project in Wencheng to the Second Young Master, if he succeeds, wouldn’t it be…..”

“Succeeds?”

Shrewdness flashed through Old Mr. Bo’s muddy eyes. “A strong dragon can not overwhelm a local snake. Do you think the local companies that are also participating in the bidding will give opportunities to an outside group?”

“There are eight out of ten chances that the reason the person in charge of this project ran away was because he encountered unavoidable troubles, and used this project to go to Wencheng to stay for two or three months in order to make enough space for the Lihui and Guancheng father and son.”

As for the people in the second branch—

The second son was long gone, the youngest grandson liked to play around, and the only one with a sharp mind was Bo Jiao. If she wanted a position in the group, then he would give her one. After all, she was a little girl, what kind of storm could she withstand?

When the main branch father and son completely controlled all the shareholders of the group and gathered together the former employees of Bo Peizhi, then this family and group should follow his surname.

His surname was Cheng, Cheng Yangshan. He would no longer be “Old Mr. Bo” to the outside world!

. . . . . .

“Meow, meow-wu~”

Inspector smelled the aroma of egg tarts and tugged its master’s arm vigorously, wanting to get a little bit of sweetness. 

It was a pity that Pei Yi’s attention was not on it at all. He continuously looked in the direction of the villa’s gate, muttering internally—

It’s been almost an hour since Old Mr. Bo called Bo Yueming over, why hasn’t he come back yet?

Could it be that his beating of Bo Guancheng had been exposed? Was the other party taking the old man’s scolding for him?

The more Pei Yi thought about it, the more he felt that there was such a possibility. Even the egg tarts that he used to eat happily were not appetizing now.

Suddenly, two familiar figures appeared outside the window. Pei Yi quickly stuffed the remaining half of the egg tart into his mouth, patted the crumbs from his hands, and rushed over.

“Mm, mm!”

Upon stepping through the gate, Bo Yueming met Pei Yi’s eager face, his food-stuffed cheeks bulging cutely.

Bo Yueming was helpless. “What was that?”

Pei Yi quickly swallowed the egg tart in his mouth and called out obediently again, “Er-ge.”

Bo Yueming’s cold, hard aura gradually dispersed. “What is it?”

Uncle Kai walked up with a smile. “Second Young Master, Little Sir was definitely worried about you. Since you were called away by the Old Sir, he has been waiting anxiously for your return.”

“…….”

Pei Yi was called out, and his cheeks were a little hot.

Anxiously?

He hadn’t been waiting for too long, wasn’t that an exaggeration?

Bo Yueming caught Pei Yi’s fleeting expression, and suddenly felt that his mood was not so bad.

Uncle Kai asked, “Second Young Master, why was the Old Sir looking for you?”

Lin Zhong, who could no longer hold back his words, patted the document in his hand. “What did he want, ah? He is clearly conspiring to throw Boss Bo into a pit!”

In the end, wasn’t this his grandchild?

The old man was completely wicked! There was no end to his partiality!

When they heard this, Pei Yi and Uncle Kai felt that something was wrong, and the latter hurriedly asked, “What is the matter?”

“The old man left me a troublesome project in another province. I’m leaving for Wencheng tomorrow. Uncle Kai, you can help me pack a bag later.”

Uncle Kai nodded, once again surprised. “……Why so sudden?”

Pei Yi remained silent, also feeling the same suddenness—

There didn’t seem to be such a plot point in the original text, did there? Could it be that because Bo Yueming was not the main character, some unimportant plot points were omitted? Or perhaps what Bo Jiao said at the family dinner changed the direction of the plot?

In any case, Old Mr. Bo suddenly dispatched Bo Yueming to Wenchang? It was definitely not for a good job!

Bo Yueming instructed again, “By the way, have Lao Fu prepare a car, I’m going to Minxi Manor.”

Uncle Kai’s expression shifted, and he went to prepare in a hurry.

“…….”

Mingxi Manor?

Pei Yi’s attention was distracted for a moment.

He thought the place sounded familiar, but couldn’t remember where he had heard it before.

Bo Yueming suddenly asked, “Pei Yi, do you want to go with me?”

Pei Yi had already thought about this, and nodded in a well-behaved manner. “En!”

. . . . . .

An hour later, the car arrived at its destination.

Pei Yi stared at the building in front of him, and finally remembered—

Mingxi Manor was a high-end private hospital. In the original text, after Old Mrs. Bo fell into a coma due to a cerebral hemorrhage, she lived in this place for medical treatment and recuperation.

Bo Yueming took Pei Yi to an independent villa, and the security personnel at the door immediately came to greet him, “Second Young Master.”

“Where is Aunt Song?”

“Taking care of the Old Lady inside.” The security guard opened the door for them and took the initiative to report, “The nutritional supplements were just changed for the Old Lady.”

They stepped into the residence.

Although the exterior looked like a villa, internal medical facilities were readily available.

Aunt Song, who was in charge of caring for Old Mrs. Bo, saw Bo Yueming and approached him quickly. “Second Young Master, why did you suddenly decide to come today?”

She caught sight of the well-behaved unfamiliar face beside him, and guessed Pei Yi’s identity. “This is the ‘Little Sir’ that A-Kai[1] spoke of, right? He looks very fresh.”

“Yes.”

Bo Yueming took advantage of the situation to grasp Pei Yi’s hand that was holding onto the corner of his clothes, not revealing the condition of his eyes. “Aunt Song, I want to take him to see Grandma first.”

“All right.”

Aunt Song led them into the “ward.”

As soon as Pei Yi entered the door, he saw Old Mrs. Bo lying on the bed—

Due to being bedridden in a long-term coma, both cheeks were practically sunken. Her face was even more bloodless and pale, and her short-cropped hair was mixed with white, making her look very old.

Even so, Old Mrs. Bo’s facial features were still outstanding.

In her seventies, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were much less than her peers, and one could catch a vague glimpse of her youthful demeanor.

Bo Yueming and Pei Yi sat to the side of the bed.

Aunt Song and assistant Lin Zhong exchanged glances and both walked out, gently closing the door of the “ward.”

Through the dark glasses, Bo Yueming took Old Mrs. Bo’s hand gingerly, and told her softly, “Grandma, I came to see you.”

One simple sentence exuded a never before seen heaviness.

Only in front of Old Mrs. Bo, who had raised him since he was a child, would he let down his guard and stop pretending to be indifferent to what had happened.

“…….”

Pei Yi noticed the sudden change in Bo Yueming, and quietly accompanied him.

About a minute passed.

Only then did Bo Yueming speak slowly and calmly, “Pei Yi, I was ‘sent’ to the Bo family when I was six years old.”

He knew that Pei Yi could understand, and even though he knew the other party was still pretending to be obedient and foolish, he was willing to take this opportunity to tell of his life experience that was not known by outsiders.

Bo Yueming would always remember the day he was taken by his nominal “auntie” and forced before the eyes of everyone in the Bo family—

That day, his appearance completely disrupted the joyful atmosphere of the banquet.

Bo Lihong didn’t recognize this son at all, and before the security guards arrived, he grabbed his hand in full view and tried to drag him out of the banquet hall.

Facing her husband’s sudden “illegitimate child,” Xue Min shouted and questioned hysterically.

She mistook that “auntie” for the mistress, and lost control. A tussle broke out on the spot, and she even slapped Bo Yueming by mistake.

Bo Wang, who was two years younger than him, was influenced by his parents and rushed up to hit him with a toy.

As for the main branch family, on the surface, they tried to persuade them not to quarrel, but they were actually watching a show—

It was precisely because of Bo Lihui’s instigation that the “aunt friend” was able to bring him into the banquet scene smoothly.

Bo Yueming, who was only six years old at the time, already sensed the intricate relationship of the family just by this scene.

Abandoned by his biological mother, denied by his biological father, and abused and attacked by the latter’s wife and child.

“I could see that I was not welcome in this family, but I didn’t know Mandarin at the time, so I couldn’t express my own wishes.”

Bo Yueming didn’t like this luxurious-looking place. He wanted to go back to his little home abroad. Even though his mother had long since vanished, he still had a kitten to keep him company.

At least the kitten wouldn’t hit him.

“Grandma had been resting in the VIP room, and soon rushed back after hearing the news. With a single command, she easily put a stop to this chaotic farce.”

In Bo Yueming’s impression, Old Mrs. Bo was strong, rational, and calm, with a majesty that everyone in the audience feared.

At that time, she only gave Bo Yueming a look and directly asked her assistant, Gao Kai, to take a sample for a paternity test. As for the test results, they went without saying.

“Later, the aunt who took me back to China was given a sum of money by the Bo family and easily walked away. I was placed in an unfamiliar room, and the person I met with most often was a bilingual teacher who taught me regularly.”

In addition to this, for three meals a day, only the servants delivered food to Bo Yueming.

“Once, the servants forgot to lock the door, and I snuck out and heard them talking. They ridiculed me as an ‘illegitimate child,’ and a ‘foreign bastard that nobody wanted.’”

That was the first time Bo Yueming realized what his identity was in front of outsiders, and also the first time he understood—-

Even though he couldn’t choose his origins, his birth was destined to be ridiculed as the original sin.

“…….”

Hearing Bo Yueming’s calm statement, Pei Yi’s heart felt more and more complicated.

This was a story he didn’t know and wasn’t mentioned in the original text, but was the real personal experience of Bo Yueming when he was growing up.

“Later, I gradually learned the relationship chain in this family. I knew that Bo Jiao and Bo Wang were my half-sister and half-brother in name, and understood that my appearance had destroyed the state of their original family of four.”

The love and grievances of his parents had created him, and Bo Yueming dared not say that his background was correct, but only minimized his sense of existence as much as possible and refrained from doing things to hurt others.

From then on, no matter how Bo Wang hated and picked on him, he endured it without saying a word.

In about two months, Bo Yueming mastered the Chinese language at top speed, and then once again saw Old Mrs. Bo, the head of the family.

“I thought Grandma would hate me and treat me just like the rest of the Bo family did, but she said that she had already investigated thoroughly, and it was Bo Lihong who made all these mistakes.”

It was his reckless abandonment and concealment that had led to such a result.

Old Mrs. Bo said that if she had known that Bo Lihong had a girlfriend and a child when he was studying abroad, she would never have allowed the other party to “harm” the daughter of the Xue family.

“She knew that I couldn’t forcibly integrate into the lives of the second branch family of four, so she decided to take me by her side and raise me personally.”

All these years, Bo Yueming’s efforts were aimed at not disappointing the old lady, and he was never greedy for profit in the projects he handled.

Of course, others never believed this.

Because in their eyes, Bo Yueming, who was favored by the old lady, was the biggest beneficiary.

A trace of disapproval flickered in Pei Yi’s eyes upon hearing this. In the eyes of an outsider like him—

Old Mrs. Bo had been strong for a lifetime. How could she not see the quality and abilities of these children and grandchildren? 

During her tenure as Executive Director, her two sons each owned a branch company, and the two older grandsons worked as general managers of the group after graduation. Was this not fair treatment?

As for the number of projects and actual performance, wasn’t this based on personal ability?

Bo Yueming revealed a very wry smile. “They would always speculate on my behavior with the worst intentions, using a magnifying glass to find fault, and spared no effort to pull me down.”

At the moment Bo Yueming lost his sight, as relatives, they probably laughed louder than anyone behind his back.

“…….”

Pei Yi saw that Bo Yueming’s mood was getting lower and lower, and his heart inexplicably ached.

He didn’t have much experience consoling others, and was afraid of revealing too much, so he patted Bo Yueming’s wrist lightly. “Grandma is good. Er-ge is good too.”

Word by word, very earnest, as he had once said: 

—Don’t be sad, your eyes will be fine.

—Don’t be afraid, Er-ge is the best person in the world.

These comforts all became a warm current quietly injected into Bo Yueming’s cold blood, beating along with his heart. He knew that Pei Yi would understand and tolerate everything about him.

Bo Yueming’s azure blue eyes hidden under the glasses finally showed a complete smile, and he patted him back. “You are the best.”

“…….”

There was a hint of never before seen pampering in the gentle tone.

Pei Yi didn’t expect that Bo Yueming would affirm him in turn, and suddenly couldn’t react.

His eyelashes fluttered, and an unnoticed blush appeared from the base of his ears to his neck, so cute that it made people want to stroke it.

Bo Yueming barely managed to resist the impulse, and sighed softly. “Go out to play for a while? Ask Aunt Song to get you something to eat.”

He had to go to another province tomorrow, and he wanted to stay a little longer with Old Mrs. Bo.

Hearing this, Pei Yi quickly disregarded his out of tune shyness, and slipped out with a nod.

The “ward” door closed again.

After Bo Yueming confirmed that Pei Yi would not come back, he took off his disguise glasses—

Nearly four months ago, when he was working in the group, he suddenly received a call from Uncle Kai saying that Old Mrs. Bo had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage and was in the process of being rescued at the hospital.

Fortunately, she was rescued on time, and the other party was able to survive. However, she remained unconscious after the operation.

The longer these days dragged on, the less optimistic the situation became.

Regardless of Old Mr. Bo’s objections, Bo Yueming forcibly transferred Old Mrs. Bo to this place to continue her treatment and care.

As for the most fundamental reason, he had a strange feeling — Old Mrs. Bo’s body was regularly checked out every year, and all indicators were always healthy. How could she fall down at home for no reason?

But before further investigation could happen, a car accident suddenly took away Bo Yueming’s eyesight.

Fortunately, heaven never barred one’s way.

A month and a half ago, the unconscious Old Mrs. Bo was able to open her eyes, and although she couldn’t speak, she could express something with a slight blink and the movement of her fingertips.

It was when she learned that Bo Yueming’s eyes were damaged that her reaction fluctuated the most.

The only downside was that Old Mrs. Bo could not stay awake long each time. Half a month ago, Aunt Song asked her when she was awake—

“Is it true that someone deliberately harmed you?”

Old Mrs. Bo clearly reacted.

Bo Yueming learned about this over the phone. As for the target of his suspicion, it was obvious.

“Grandma, you have to be strong forever, you can’t lose here.” Bo Yueming held Old Mrs. Bo’s skinny hand again. “I swear, their fates will not be easy.”

“Also, my eyes are already healed, and now there are people by my side, so don’t be concerned for me.”

“…….”

Lying on the hospital bed, Old Mrs. Bo still did not awaken. Only her fingertips moved slightly.

. . . . . .

Pei Yi sat on the sofa outside, holding a bowl of fruit salad specially prepared for him by Aunt Song. He had just found out—

Uncle Kai and Aunt Song were husband and wife, and they used to work with Old Mrs. Bo. To put it bluntly, they felt for Bo Yueming the way parents and elders felt about their children.

Uncle Kai had privately said a lot of good things about Pei Yi, and when Aunt Song met him for the first time today, she also liked him.

“Little Sir, eat more. You came quickly today and I didn’t have time to prepare. Wait until next time, Aunt Song will bake you a personal small cake. Our Lao Kai stole some of his skills from me.”

Pei Yi’s eyes lit up, and he took a bite of an apple slice. “En!”

As soon as he answered, Bo Yueming came out of the ward. “Lin Zhong.”

The three people sitting in the room saw that it was inconvenient for him to move as he cautiously fumbled, so they got up at the same time.

“Er-ge.”

Lin Zhong, whose name was called, was the first to give him a hand.

“Look for a reliable private security team immediately. Money is not an issue, but it must be confirmed that there is no chance of betrayal. From today on, the surroundings of the manor and the villa must be strictly guarded.”

He would leave for Wencheng tomorrow, and Bo Yueming must ensure that no one would take advantage of this time to hurt Old Mrs. Bo while he was away from the Imperial Capital.

Pei Yi could roughly guess Bo Yueming’s thoughts, and a person suddenly popped up in his mind.

He hurriedly raised his head and approached, trying to give a hint. “Er-ge!”

“What is it?”

The second his voice fell, Bo Yueming caught the brain wave that the kitten wanted to express.

He also thought of that person.

[1] Referring to Uncle Kai, rather than that cannon fodder servant who spilled tea on BYM. Just in case there was any confusion. ⮐