ACBNHTS Chapter 46

Chapter 46: Bipolar Disorder

Pei Du looked at Sheng Yiguang for a long time, hesitant to speak.

Finally, he smiled helplessly, “You really want to know that much?”

“Yes.”

Sheng Yiguang nodded.

The more Pei Du refused to say, the more frightened he became.

His mind had already uncontrollably imagined Pei Du going crazy in the Pei family’s large villa, jumping up and down, while those scumbags who didn’t want him to have a good life were holding various weapons to arrest him, torture him, and send him to a mental hospital, with no one willing to listen to Pei Du’s cries of pain.

“You don’t want to tell me because they treated you badly, and your illness is very serious?”

Pei Du held his hand, his voice slowing down, softening, patiently saying to him, “No, bb, it’s because of you.”

“Me?”

“Because you always feel like you’ve made me sad, so you want to make it up to me. If you knew I hadn’t been doing well before, how long would you try to compensate me?”

Sheng Yiguang’s expression faltered slightly, his lips moved, but he didn’t say anything, though his eyes were already red. Upon closer inspection, his lips were trembling.

“I don’t want to say any pretentious nonsense to you. I understand your feelings, and I don’t want you to be with me while carrying guilt, so I’m willing to cooperate, but in my opinion, it’s not necessary.”

“Just you being willing to come back is enough.”

Hearing him say this, Sheng Yiguang felt a lump in his throat, a stabbing pain in his heart, and he gripped his slightly trembling fingertips.

“But…”

He didn’t want Pei Du to lower his head like this.

But Sheng Yiguang wasn’t as eloquent as Pei Du, and didn’t know what to say, so tears fell uncontrollably.

Pei Du raised his hand to wipe them away for him.

“There’s no ‘but.’ Even if you hadn’t said you wanted to break up back then, I would have. We really weren’t suited to be together at that time. I had nothing, couldn’t take care of you, and would have been a burden. I had already considered separating temporarily, but I didn’t expect you to beat me to it.”

“You rushed to take the blame. I should say thank you to you; I should be the one compensating you, because my inadequacy is what kept us apart for so long.”

“No, it’s not.” Sheng Yiguang quickly said, “How could I blame you?”

“You think so? Then you can’t take responsibility for the fact that I didn’t have a good four years.”

Sheng Yiguang paused, then nodded.

Seeing that he agreed, Pei Du pulled him out of the pantry, speaking to him in a relaxed tone.

“My grandfather has a younger brother and a younger sister. Before I came back, they always thought that after my grandfather retired, the Pei Corporation would fall into their hands. They didn’t expect me to appear out of nowhere, so they concentrated their firepower on dealing with me. And I was new to the high society, didn’t understand anything, so I inevitably stumbled a few times.”

“Then what is the mental illness?”

“Bipolar disorder. A master of clearing tables by smashing plates and bowls.”

Pei Du said it lightly, as if he were joking.

Sheng Yiguang couldn’t laugh; his brows were furrowed tightly.

Pei Du saw this and continued, his tone casual and flat, as if he were talking about the weather.

“It’s not serious. It’s just that those old fogeys discovered it first, so they wanted to throw me into a mental hospital to kick me out of the game.”

Sheng Yiguang was worried. “Is it really not serious?”

Of course it was a lie.

Although he was much better, he still hadn’t stopped taking his medication.

And he didn’t dare to be as unrestrained with bb as he used to be.

He was afraid that if his emotions ran high, he would hurt people without knowing his own strength.

He had been enduring it, controlling himself.

He asked for less and kept a close eye on his limits.

Besides, if it hadn’t been serious to that extent, those old fogeys wouldn’t have dared to force him into a mental hospital.

Pei Du smiled, not telling the truth.

“Really.”

Sheng Yiguang: “Then now that they’ve exposed this, will it have a big impact on you?”

Pei Du scoffed coldly, very arrogantly, “A little bit, I suppose. It’s hard for them to put in so much effort. But it’s all within the plan.”

Pei Du: “Old Man Pei Xingyuan will be jumping up and down because I got photos of his son doing drugs. That time we went to a bar to play Truth or Dare; I asked you to wait for me for ten minutes, remember?”

Sheng Yiguang’s eyes widened slightly, “You took the photos in ten minutes?”

Pei Du laughed, “Of course not. I’m not so stupid as to get caught in ten minutes, am I? Wouldn’t that make me, who has been fighting them for so long, look very stupid too?”

Sheng Yiguang roughly guessed, “So he exposed this because of the photos you had?”

“Not exactly.”

“?”

Pei Du’s eyebrows were arrogant, looking like he wasn’t afraid of anything, and didn’t take anyone seriously.

“I threw the photos at him and gave him two choices: either give me his shares, or let his son go to jail.”

Sheng Yiguang was nervous, “But he didn’t choose either, and he pulled you down with him.”

“That’s fine too.”

Pei Du leaned back on the sofa, lazily playing with Sheng Yiguang’s fingers, his tone sounding very arrogant.

“Once the news is released, the stock market becomes unstable, and the stock price drops. I’ll buy up the scattered shares, then send his son to jail. I won’t lose out.”

The only drawback: the situation might look a bit dangerous.

Sheng Yiguang understood.

This was a conspiracy where Pei Xingyuan would lose no matter what he chose.

“I thought you were just going to have fun that day.”

“I’m such a clean-living person; I rarely go to those kinds of places. Besides,” Pei Du drawled, “I lost my virginity at the bar last time, so I’ll learn from my mistakes.”

“…”

Sheng Yiguang didn’t want to dwell on that, and asked again.

“But now that they’ve exposed that you have a mental illness, will the board of directors still accept you as CEO?”

“Yes, Pei Xingyuan has even more illnesses. He gets exhausted just climbing the stairs. If he becomes CEO, his opponents won’t have to worry too much; they can just cut off the power to the elevator, and the Pei Corporation’s CEO can die on the stairs without firing a shot.”

“…”

“Besides, my condition also has its advantages. I’m a master of trash-talking, distinguishing neither friend nor foe, taking on seven at a time. Whoever comes will be like the Calabash Brothers saving their grandpa, with verifiable results.”

“…”

He said it so easily.

But the reality was definitely not that simple.

Pei Du squeezed Sheng Yiguang’s hand, leaned closer to him, “Now that you know I’m sick, are you afraid?”

Sheng Yiguang was puzzled, “What am I afraid of?”

“I’ll be very irritable, very fierce.” Pei Du leaned closer to him, threatening in a low voice, “I might tie you up, lock you in a small dark room, and you’ll only be able to see me every day. You’ll have to call me ‘husband’ to get food. If you don’t call, I’ll beat you.”

Sheng Yiguang’s face flushed.

Weren’t they talking about serious matters?

Suddenly, he was put into a forced-love channel?

Pei Du asked with a smile, “Are you afraid?”

Sheng Yiguang shook his head, “I’m not afraid. If it’s you, I’m okay with it.”

“?”

“Lock me up.”

“…”

Pei Du cursed “fuck” under his breath, took a deep breath, unable to suppress the surging heat, couldn’t help but bite his fingertip, scolding him.

“You’re too obedient; you’re not allowed to agree!”

Sheng Yiguang’s expression was serious, “You’re sick, but you’re not trying to hurt me. Of course, I’ll stay with you until you get better.”

“Aren’t you afraid I’ll hurt you?”

“You won’t.”

Pei Du smiled, “You know too much.”

Pei Du: “Alright, I’ve told you everything I need to tell you. Should I take you back to the company?”

“I haven’t said it yet.”

“No need. It’s enough that I know you mean well.”

“What I want to say, maybe after you hear it, you won’t want to be with me anymore.”

“?”

Pei Du couldn’t understand this.

Sheng Yiguang held Pei Du’s hand tightly, as if that way he would never leave.

“The reason I broke up with you back then was because this world we live in is actually a novel, and I’m just your first love. The person who will really be with you in the end is Wen Heng.”

Pei Du frowned.

Sheng Yiguang thought he didn’t believe it, after all, this matter was indeed bizarre.

He was about to explain everything about the bullet comments when he heard Pei Du say: “Who the fuck wrote this novel? How could I ever fancy him?”