Lan Hui was in a daze the whole way home, until she returned and found Peng Kai standing in the living room, his face cold as he questioned her: “Why did you tell someone else you’re my sister?”
His tone was as cold as frost.
Lan Hui felt a chill all over, a bit guilty as she said, “I thought that young lady seemed like a good match, and I didn’t want you to miss out. Besides, I’ve called you ‘brother’ for so long—can’t I say I’m your little sister?”
Peng Kai’s anger vanished instantly.
Yeah, what reason did he have to be mad?
She wasn’t wrong to say that.
She just didn’t have any thoughts about him.
For some reason, Peng Kai felt a bit of heartache.
Lan Hui hadn’t forgotten what Peng Kai said at the hotel entrance, so she asked, “Kai-ge, earlier you said you liked me and wanted to marry me… Was that true?”
Peng Kai walked to the coffee table, grabbed a bottle of mineral water, twisted off the cap, and took several gulps before replying, “It wasn’t true. I only said that because I was afraid Cao Xuan would hold a grudge against you.”
Lan Hui understood. Indeed, with Peng Kai saying that, it would seem like he’d always had a secret crush on her as her ‘brother’, and she had no idea.
So her telling Cao Xuan she was Peng Kai’s sister made perfect sense.
“It’s getting late, go get some sleep.” Peng Kai was feeling complicated.
When the girl had just questioned him, he had wanted to confess his feelings, but it was obvious she had no interest in him.
He could only keep his feelings to himself. After all, they lived under the same roof. If she really found out, she’d be embarrassed and wouldn’t know what to do.
He had to admit, after more than three months of living together, the girl’s presence was already etched in his heart.
He used to think he’d never like another girl in this life, but when Yue Fu approached him bathed in sunlight—warm, cheerful, caring, and thoughtful—he couldn’t help but be drawn to her, every moment.
He finally understood: when people face something beautiful, it’s impossible not to feel hope, to want to get closer, to want to touch, to want to make it their own.
“Okay.” Lan Hui was about to head back to her room when she suddenly remembered something.
She stopped, turned, and looked at Peng Kai: “Kai-ge, we kind of offended that Cao Xuan today. Will she cause trouble for your auto repair shop?”
Peng Kai shook his head.
“No. My business relies on regulars and reputation. The customers are all walk-ins—even if she wants revenge, there’s nowhere for her to start. Besides, she’s a rich heiress—she doesn’t have that much time to play dirty tricks.”
Lan Hui was still a bit worried. Cao Xuan had the temperament of a spoiled heiress and didn’t seem like someone who’d let things go easily.
She had to think of a way to help Peng Kai.
“Kai-ge, do you have any flyers for your auto repair shop?”
Peng Kai nodded. “Yeah, but they’re not flyers, just little cards.”
Lan Hui’s beautiful eyes sparkled. “Do you have any of those cards at home now? I want to see them.”
Peng Kai shook his head. “No, they’re all at the shop.”
Lan Hui couldn’t hide her disappointment. “Then tomorrow when you go to the shop, take a picture of one for me, I want to see what they’re like.”
Peng Kai said, “I actually have a photo on my phone.” He immediately pulled out his phone to show her.
Lan Hui glanced at it. The little card was very detailed: it offered car repairs, on-site service, car washes, etc. The prices were clearly marked, and there were two contact numbers. Everything was laid out neatly.
“What do you think?” Peng Kai asked.
Lan Hui said, “Kai-ge, your card is pretty good, but I think it could be even better.”
“How could it be better?” Peng Kai hadn’t expected her to have any suggestions and was instantly curious.
Lan Hui said, “I think you should put your own photo and a picture of the shop on the card.”
Peng Kai couldn’t help but laugh. “I’ve never seen anyone print their own face on a business card—it’s unnecessary.”
Lan Hui replied, “Lots of brands put their spokespersons on their cards. You’re the spokesperson for Peng Kai Auto Repair Shop.”
What Lan Hui said sounded casual, but she had a purpose. According to the system’s information, Peng Kai would only be recognized by his biological parents in two years.
The key clue would come from a friend of Peng Kai’s father.
His friend’s car broke down, so he went to a nearby shop for repairs, and by chance noticed that Peng Kai looked a lot like his friend.
He immediately told Peng Kai’s father, which led to his parents finding him, getting a paternity test, and finally reuniting.
Peng Kai’s parents also lived in S City. They were famous entrepreneurs in S City.
If Lan Hui could persuade Peng Kai to put his photo on the card, she could distribute them downstairs at his parents’ company.
Since Peng Kai looked so much like his father, if enough cards were handed out, someone would definitely notice. It wouldn’t be long before Peng Kai was found and reunited with his family.
Lan Hui wanted to do this partly out of fear of Cao Xuan’s revenge, and partly because she hoped Peng Kai could reclaim his identity and have more quality girls to choose from.
Otherwise, how would she ever finish her mission?
Peng Kai didn’t want to go to all that trouble. “I think it’s fine as it is. No need to change it.”
“Kai-ge, just listen to me this once, trust me—the results will be better than you expect.” Lan Hui pleaded, her bright eyes blinking at him.
She didn’t realize she looked just like a girlfriend acting cute with her boyfriend.
Peng Kai had never faced this kind of situation before. His brain almost short-circuited.
After a while, he finally spoke, “You… since you insist… then… I’ll print five hundred and see how it goes. If it doesn’t work, I’ll just use the old cards.”
Peng Kai had compromised.
Lan Hui beamed, her voice light and cheerful: “Great, five hundred it is!”
Great?!
She planned to hand out all five hundred cards at Peng Kai’s parents’ company, and she figured it should work.
“Kai-ge, let me take your picture now.” Lan Hui got to work immediately.
Peng Kai was a bit awkward. “Should I pose or something?”
Lan Hui shook her head. “No need, Kai-ge, you’re handsome—any shot will look good.” As she spoke, she snapped several quick photos.
Peng Kai sat upright on the sofa, expression calm, but his ears were red.
It was the first time a girl had ever called him handsome—how could he not react?
Lan Hui walked over to show him the photos. “Kai-ge, I did a good job, right?”
Peng Kai saw that she’d taken a half-body shot, with his face taking up most of the screen. The corners of his mouth twitched. “You really think…”
Lan Hui laughed, “Of course! Super handsome! You’ve got style!”
Peng Kai sighed almost imperceptibly. He let it go—no need to fuss. It was just five hundred cards; they’d be gone in half a day.
“I’ll have the graphic designer make a sample layout tomorrow.”
Lan Hui nodded. “Let me see it once it’s done, okay?”
“Okay.”
Peng Kai agreed.
Lan Hui was overjoyed, her eyes curved into crescent moons. “Then Kai-ge, I’m off to bed. You should sleep early too. Good night.”
“Good night.” Peng Kai watched her enter her room.
***
The next day at noon, Peng Kai sent the design to Lan Hui.
Lan Hui thought it looked good overall. “Kai-ge, have the designer make your photo bigger.”
Peng Kai:
Ten minutes later, the enlarged version arrived on Lan Hui’s phone.
“Kai-ge, you can print it now.”
“Alright.”
“Kai-ge, about how long will it take for the new cards to be ready?” Lan Hui asked.
Peng Kai replied, “Probably about three days.”
“Okay.”
Lan Hui decided that once she got the cards, she’d take a half-day off just to distribute them at Peng Kai’s parents’ company.
Step by step, everything would fall into place.
Lan Hui had actually thought about going directly to Peng Kai’s parents, but later decided it wasn’t appropriate and gave up on the idea.
Peng Kai’s parents were well-known figures in S City. Even if she went, she might not get to see them.
Even if she did and managed to reunite them, she wouldn’t be able to explain to Peng Kai how she knew about their relationship.
After all, she didn’t know Peng Kai’s parents—why would she know about their connection?
It didn’t make sense.
Only by using the card as a stepping stone to open that door naturally would everything fall into place.
Three days later, as soon as Peng Kai received the delivery of five hundred cards, Lan Hui took them right away.
Peng Kai handed them over generously. Whether she handed them out or not didn’t matter to him—after all, his big face was on the card, and he didn’t want to distribute them anyway.
Lan Hui was too busy that day, so she only took an hour off to go to the underground parking lot at Peng Kai’s parents’ company.
She handed out cards to every luxury car in the lot.
She didn’t know which car belonged to Peng Kai’s parents, but anyone driving a luxury car had to be an elite in the company.
Among them, someone was bound to notice the resemblance between Peng Kai and his father.
Then, there’d be hope for Peng Kai’s reunion.
Lan Hui hurriedly finished handing out the cards and rushed back by subway, afraid she’d miss her evening class.
By the time she arrived at school, class had already started over ten minutes ago.
Peng Kai saw her coming and lowered his voice to ask, “Why are you so late today? I messaged you, but you didn’t reply!”
Lan Hui smiled at him. “Something came up, but luckily I wasn’t too late.”
Time flew by, and soon it was time for class to end.
The two of them went home together. Lan Hui went to shower first—she was exhausted and wanted to get ready for bed early.
But just as she finished and lay down, a client’s call got her up again.
Peng Kai had just come out of the bathroom when he saw the girl, fully dressed, sitting on the sofa, her eyebrows furrowed like little caterpillars.
“What’s wrong? Weren’t you going to sleep?”
Lan Hui sighed.
“I had just lain down when a client called. She said she’s got a blocked milk duct and her chest hurts badly. She wants me to come over and help her with a lactation massage.”
“Kai-ge, it’s late and I’m a little scared. Can you go with me? You can just wait in the car—I should be done in about an hour.”
It was already past ten. By the time she finished, it’d be after midnight, and she might not get home until one in the morning. She was scared, or she wouldn’t have asked Peng Kai for help.
“Sure.”
Peng Kai agreed right away. “Wait for me, I’ll get dressed.”
“Okay. Thank you, Kai-ge.” Lan Hui felt warm inside.
“It’s nothing.”
Peng Kai went into his room. “Send the client’s address to my phone so I can navigate later.”
“Okay.”
Three minutes later, Peng Kai was dressed and came out. “Let’s go.”
“Mm-hmm.”
Lan Hui had already changed her shoes and was waiting for him.
The car drove for more than forty minutes and entered an upscale residential complex. Lan Hui quickly got out and went upstairs.
The client was in pain, so Lan Hui hurried, sending messages along the way to comfort her.
The client lived on the 16th floor, apartment 1603. Lan Hui rang the bell, and it was the Baoba who opened the door.
“Xiao Yue, you’re finally here. My wife is in so much pain—please go check on her.”
Lan Hui nodded and quickly put on shoe covers, then took out a disposable cap for her head.
“Sir, is there hot water at home? Please prepare some hot water—I’ll need it for a warm compress for Baoma.”
“Alright.”
Baoba agreed readily.
Lan Hui entered the bedroom. Baoma’s eyes were red as she looked at her. Lan Hui comforted her and checked her chest.
Soon, the hot water was ready. Lan Hui gave Baoma a warm compress, then skillfully began the massage.
At first, Baoma kept crying out in pain, but after twenty minutes, things had clearly improved. She looked much better.
Lan Hui worked for an hour before finally finishing and bidding Baoma goodbye.
Lan Hui had just reached for the door when Baoba personally came to help her. “Xiao Yue, thank you so much for tonight. I’ll walk you downstairs.”
Lan Hui frowned slightly. “No need, I can go down by myself.”
“It’s no trouble—I’ll walk you down. It’s late, and it’s dangerous for a girl to be alone. Do you want me to call a cab for you?” Baoba looked her up and down.
Lan Hui really didn’t like the way he looked at her. She got goosebumps. “No need, someone’s picking me up. Sir, you don’t need to walk me down—my boyfriend is waiting for me downstairs.”
“Let me walk you down. I have something to talk to you about.”
Lan Hui was instantly on guard.
Baoba smiled gently.