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Chapter 427: Where is my bird?

Chapter 427: Where is my bird?

By a twist of fate.

In this backward and remote Miao village, two dazzling female stars also temporarily took on the role of teachers.

Of course.

They didn’t teach the children cultural lessons but taught them painting and dancing instead.

Luo Li’er studied fine arts; in fact, Pei Yunxi’s foundation in painting wasn’t bad either.

Luo’s choice of fine arts was not without the influence of her older cousin.

The two women completely let go of their pride and integrated with these simple children.

"Miss Pei, Miss Ning, thank you. Today must be the happiest class for the children."

The schoolmaster named Lu Songgao treated the two stunning celebrities with courtesy and respect and yet without any inferiority or arrogance.

In conversation, they learned he was from the mountainous Sichuan-Shu region and had come here to teach after graduating from university; by now, he had been here for six years.

Teaching a class is easy; it’s the six years of persistent dedication that’s difficult.

"It’s just a slight effort, Mr. Lu. These children should be most grateful to you," Pei Yunxi said sincerely, giving the village teacher the utmost respect.

"Mr. Lu, you have worked hard."

Ning Hui followed suit.

A college graduate could find a job anywhere, yet the latter chose to stay rooted in this backward place for six years.

They had been here for only ten days or half a month and had already felt various hardships.

Lu Songgao shook his head with a smile.

"Not hard at all. I also come from the mountains. This place makes me feel at home, and I really like these children."

He escorted the two female stars out of the schoolhouse.

The children looked on with longing in their eyes.

Stepping onto the soft earth, Ning Hui exhaled a breath of turbid air and suddenly felt the impulse to stay and teach these children.

Of course.

She understood it was just a momentary impulse, an emotional caprice.

She wasn’t as noble as Lu Songgao.

"Once we’re out, I’ll donate some money to a children’s fund."

Pei Yunxi turned her head and then lightly smiled.

Her willingness to help Ning Hui was indeed partly driven by a "when one man dies, others grieve" sentiment.

But now, she realized that she might have not helped the wrong person.

"When you donate, let me know, and I’ll contribute a bit as well."

Ning Hui’s brow furrowed with distress as she sighed, "The trouble is, I don’t know which charity is truly reliable, that the money I donate won’t end up in someone’s pocket and will actually make a real impact."

Indeed.

In this materialistic society, even charity had gradually become a business.

"Why don’t you talk to Mr. Jiang about setting up a foundation? Then we can just donate the money there."

Ning Hui suddenly had an idea.

Pei Yunxi said, "He received a scholarship fund when he was in university."

"..."

Ning Hui was speechless, "Really?"

Speak of Cao Cao, and Cao Cao arrives.

"You two, you are in for a treat today. Look what I’ve caught!"

A familiar voice came.

Both women instinctively looked forward, only to see someone holding a net bag with several quails inside, his clothes ragged and muddy around the hems, an even more disheveled sight than they saw at the village entrance yesterday.

Yet he seemed blissfully unaware, his smile even brighter.

"Mr. Jiang, what is this...?"

Ning Hui was astonished.

"Mr. Jiang caught these quails personally. He’s really good at climbing trees," a sycophant from the survey team following Jiang Chen complimented.

Realization dawned on Ning Hui, soon followed by a strong sense of incongruity.

This influential figure was climbing trees to rob nests?

Were the rips and tears on his clothes caused by tree branches and thorns?

Even Pei Yunxi found it absurd and couldn’t help saying, "If you wanted to eat, couldn’t you have just bought some from the villagers?"

"You don’t understand,"

Jiang Chen shook his head.

Fish are available to buy anywhere, but why do so many people like to fish?

It’s the same principle.

When he was young, he often climbed trees to rob nests; after so many years without practice, he was bound to be rusty. Just now, he even fell from a tree, luckily to be caught by someone.

"Jiang, you should go clean up and change your clothes,"

Thomas Felton said with a smile.

He wasn’t a stickler for rules himself and didn’t like those who were, so he took quite a liking to this young investor.

"Here, don’t let them escape."

Jiang Chen carefully handed the net bag to a cameraman next to him and earnestly cautioned him before leaving.

"Mr. Jiang is really a... man of temperament,"

Ning Hui remarked thoughtfully.

"What man of temperament?"

Pei Yunxi seemed increasingly unable to maintain her composure. After glancing at the net bag with the flapping birds, she struggled for a long time but finally laughed and cursed, unable to hold back, "I think he’s a madman!"

Then.

She walked over to the cameraman.

"Give it to me."

The cameraman was stunned, "Miss Pei, this is Mr. Jiang’s..."

Pei Yunxi ignored him.

"Give it to me."

The cameraman subconsciously glanced towards Thomas Felton.

Thomas Felton nodded.

Seeing the director’s nod, the cameraman did not hesitate and promptly handed over the net bag.

"Yun Xi, be sure to keep a close eye on these birds; Jiang said he’s going to cook them personally, he wants to..."

Thomas Felton hadn’t finished speaking when it was as if his throat was suddenly squeezed.

Pei Yunxi, having taken the net bag, straightforwardly opened it up.

The few pitiful quails, given a new lease on life, fluttered their wings, competing to fly towards the sky, their crisp calls becoming the notes in the misty rain.

Everyone was stunned.

Pei Yunxi handed the empty net bag back to the cameraman.

The dazed cameraman accepted it without realizing what had just happened.

"Be careful of avian flu."

Pei Yunxi, unconcerned, brushed her hands, and then casually walked away.

"Yun Xi, wait for me."

Ning Hui snapped back to reality and hurried to follow.

The rest of the people looked at each other, exchanging uncertain glances.

————

"Bang bang bang..."

About an hour later.

Knocking sounds came from outside the house,

urgent.

And muffled.

Ning Hui anxiously looked towards Pei Yunxi, who sat relaxed in a chair reading a book, "It must be President Jiang."

"Mhm."

Pei Yunxi responded, turning a page of the book, without raising her head.

"You go open the door."

Ning Hui reminded.

"You go."

"..."

The prey that you spent so much effort to capture, planning to use as tonight’s ingredient, and now you’ve let it escape, yet you’re asking me to open the door?

At times like this, Ning Hui, who was all too aware that the boss outside probably meant no good, couldn’t be bothered to keep up the plan to foster a positive relationship with Pei Yunxi. As someone who had been through the wringer in the entertainment industry, how could she not weigh the pros and cons?

"I don’t dare."

Ning Hui stated frankly.

"Then don’t open the door."

Pei Yunxi was equally decisive.

Ning Hui was taken aback.

It was fine for the two of you as lovers to quarrel, but don’t involve me, an innocent bystander.

Restless, Ning Hui got up and went straight back to her room, closing the door.

If I’m asleep, I can’t hear anything, which is perfectly reasonable.

"Open the door."

As expected.

It was indeed Jiang Chen outside.

Pei Yunxi’s lips curved up slightly in a mischievous, victorious smile, continuing to read her book as if she heard nothing.

The knocking ceased.

Apparently, the caller had lost patience and reluctantly left.

Pei Yunxi looked towards the door, her smile becoming even more pronounced, picked up her book, and stood up to go back to her room.

But how awkward it was when she pushed open the bedroom door, only to be startled by a figure that suddenly appeared.

"How did you get in?!"

She looked up to see none other than Jiang Chen.

"Your window wasn’t closed."

Jiang Chen, completely at ease, indicated the open wooden window.

In this tranquil village, where people did not lock their doors and there was no need for the excessive precautions common in the outside world.

With no burglar bars installed on the windows, not only could an adult easily climb in as long as the window was open, but even a child of seven or eight could do it effortlessly.

"You..."

Pei Yunxi withdrew her gaze from the open window, and for a moment, she didn’t quite know what to say.

She hadn’t anticipated that this man would resort to something like climbing through a window!

No matter what, he was a person of status, wasn’t he?!

"Where’s my bird?"

Jiang Chen seemed not to find anything inappropriate about his actions.

He had come here this time fully prepared to speed up the process, or rather, to take the initiative.

If he waited in the usual way, who knows how long it would take.

And with a woman like Pei Yunxi, ordinary tactics simply wouldn’t work; she had tens of millions of fans and had seen all manner of things in the dazzling entertainment industry.

So to succeed in completing the second conquest mission, he had to play his hand unconventionally.

Jiang Chen decided not to hide his intentions any longer.

"What bird?"

Pei Yunxi asked instinctively.

"My quail."

"Flew away."

Pei Yunxi quickly said.

"How did it fly away?"

"They are birds, of course they flew away by themselves."

It was fortunate there were no outsiders around; otherwise, they might have thought they were listening to a conversation between two idiots.

"Why did you release them, do you realize how much effort I put into it?"

Pei Yunxi avoided the question, "Please leave."

"Compensate me for my birds."

Jiang Chen didn’t budge.

Pei Yunxi probably hadn’t expected him to change his ways; after all, Jiang Chen had always been polite to her.

"If you don’t leave now, I’m calling for help."

She feigned a cold demeanor.

That tactic had always worked before, but now it had lost its effect.

"Compensate me for my birds."

Jiang Chen was like a broken record, repeating the same phrase while moving closer to Pei Yunxi.

Pei Yunxi’s gaze trembled, and she finally began to panic, moving back instinctively.

"If you don’t leave now, I’ll really call for help!"

Jiang Chen ignored her and kept advancing.

Pei Yunxi retreated step by step until she was backed up against the bed and fell onto it, but she didn’t call out from the beginning until the end.

It wasn’t that she didn’t dare.

It was because she knew it would be fruitless.

Only Ning Hui was in the house—if she heard anything at all, she would probably pretend not to.

"I’ll compensate you! I’ll compensate you!"

Pei Yunxi, laying on the bed with her eyes closed, shouted out loud.

The woman who had been held aloft from start to finish finally capitulated.

Jiang Chen stopped, a hint of a smile in his eyes.

"Four birds."

Having said this, he didn’t take undue advantage, exited the way he came in, and leaped out the window with a graceful and cool motion.

Perhaps it was the first time Pei Yunxi had been treated this way, she opened her eyes, took several deep breaths, then grabbed a pillow and hurled it fiercely.