After the Nerd Marked the Top Omega - Chapter 38.1

“Is that so?”

When the question came out, the scriptwriter herself was a little uncertain, even more hesitant than her previous answer. “I guess… I think so.”

As Fang Xu spoke, she wondered in her mind how she had written the plot. Was it not obvious enough? Or were the Princess and the Shadow Guard progressing too slowly?

Pei Yunci saw her light furrowed brow as she pondered, and the corner of her lips curved up slightly.

Fang Xu also saw that faint smile but didn’t understand it. She tentatively asked, “Is the plot unsuitable?”

“No,” Pei Yunci looked into her clear, earnest eyes. “It’s written very well.”

A silly girl has her own charms.

Only then did Fang Xu feel a little relieved.

She could be unperturbed and calmly handle the evaluations of others. But in front of Pei Yunci, she wanted to do everything to the best of her ability.

Fang Xu said, “If you encounter any problems with the game, you can message me directly.”

If it was a bug, she would fix it. If she was stuck, she would just go into the backend and change the data for her. She was determined to give her the best experience.

“Okay,” Pei Yunci finished tearing the last piece of lettuce and asked, “Is this alright?”

Fang Xu looked it over and replied, “Yes, it is.”

Pei Yunci acknowledged this and lowered her gaze. “Let me look at your injury.”

She had seen photos taken by others before, but seeing it with her own eyes would put her mind at ease.

The topic changed too quickly. It took a moment for Fang Xu to react, then she rolled up her sleeve halfway and said, “It’s almost healed.”

The blade had left a scar running almost halfway up her forearm. After applying medicine, it began to heal, and when the scabs fell off a while ago, the new flesh that had grown over the wound was very noticeable.

Pei Yunci’s cool fingertip brushed the location of the scar. An itchy feeling spread from her arm to her palm, making Fang Xu involuntarily curl her fingertips.

“Does it still hurt?” Pei Yunci asked.

Fang Xu only felt that the itch was dissipating extremely slowly. She wanted to pull her arm back but forced herself to endure it. “It doesn’t hurt anymore.”

Pei Yunci didn’t touch it much more. She withdrew her hand and asked, “What did you tell Yi Yi?”

Without having to think, she knew Fang Xu would never tell the truth, not wanting to worry her sister.

Fang Xu said, “That I accidentally cut myself on the road.”

“You were lucky this time; those two people didn’t manage to take out their knockout drug and other items. If the knife wound had been deeper this time, how would you work? With a wounded arm, you wouldn’t even be able to write code.” Pei Yunci wanted her to learn a lesson and repeated what she had said before.

As she spoke, she glanced at the stored ingredients, took a potato, and began peeling it. “If you’re afraid of worrying your sister, don’t be so impulsive in the future, or you won’t get a chance to regret it.”

Fang Xu watched her for a moment before saying, “I know.”

Pei Yunci was afraid she hadn’t learned her lesson. “Have you really taken it to heart?”

“Mhm,” Fang Xu’s gaze fell on the potato, which had been peeled in a fragmented manner, its weight reduced by at least half.

She struggled internally for a moment, then couldn’t help but say, “Be careful of your hand.”

Pei Yunci said, “Don’t worry.”

Fang Xu: “…Okay.”

She secretly thought that she should probably handle the rest of the potatoes herself later.

Pei Yunci continued, “But you deserve thanks for what you did back then.”

People in prominent families scheme against each other; someone as silly as Fang Xu is rare to encounter and hard to find.

Just that one sentence was enough to appease Fang Xu, and her lips curved into a smile again.

Pei Yunci put down the “cleanly” peeled potato and asked, “Is there anything else that needs to be done?”

Fang Xu thought about the tasks she had planned. Deveining shrimp—the other person might throw away the meat along with the vein. Mixing sauces—she couldn’t even distinguish between salt and sugar just now. Deep-frying cooked food—she was worried about her judgment, and the oil might splatter everywhere.

After a moment’s consideration, she took out the unprocessed vegetables and assigned the simplest task: “Just wash them clean and chop them.”

After the two had processed most of the ingredients, Fang Xu prepared the dough, which would be used later to make dumplings.

During this time, Pei Yunci’s phone rang.

It was her private number. She looked at the contact name and said, “I need to take a call.”

Fang Xu nodded and continued adding water to the slightly dry flour.

Normally, it was only her and her sister for the New Year, but now there was a third person, so she had to make more of everything.

Thinking of this, she felt a little strange.

Yi Yi wasn’t one to deliberately slack off or avoid work. But since she went into the bedroom a while ago, there had been no sound.

Was the math problem really that difficult?

Pei Yunci walked to the living room; it was her Aunt Sang Ning calling.

Sang Ning asked, “Yunci, you’re not at the company, are you?”

“No, I’m not,” Pei Yunci replied. “Aunt, Happy New Year’s Eve.”

“Happy New Year’s Eve,” Sang Ning smiled when she heard this. “It’s New Year’s, don’t always think about work, and take some time off for yourself.”

Pei Yunci’s answer was the same as always: “I know.”

But Sang Ning was skeptical about whether she could actually follow through. She said, “If you’re not working, come over for dinner today. We’ve made lots of delicious food. You haven’t been here for years, you should definitely come this year.”

If she wasn’t going back to the Pei family and wouldn’t come to her, she couldn’t spend New Year’s Eve all alone. After all, Pei Yunci was a child she had watched grow up, and she certainly had to invite her over.

In previous years, she couldn’t get her to come, but this year she wouldn’t listen to her excuses for refusal.

“Yes, yes,” Although Ke Yue liked to argue with people and often disagreed, she was sensible about this. “Cousin, come over and taste my cooking too.”

Pei Yunci was curious: “You can cook now?”

She knew the child wouldn’t bother to learn anything she wasn’t interested in.

“Of course!” Ke Yue’s voice grew louder, as if she were shouting next to the phone. “The dumplings I wrapped are especially beautiful.”

“Just make sure they don’t fall apart when we boil them later,” Sang Ning teased.

“Absolutely not!”

Ke Yue remembered the purpose of the call and didn’t forget to say, “Cousin, come over now and see if the dumplings I wrapped will break!”

Pei Yunci understood what they meant. “I’m in Yucheng right now; I can’t go back.”

“Why are you in Yucheng?” Sang Ning asked. “Are you still on a business trip?”

“No,” Pei Yunci slightly lifted her eyes, looking towards the person busy in the kitchen, her tone relaxed as she said, “I’m at a friend’s house.”

“A friend?” Ke Yue was confused, scratching her head.

The Pei family’s ancestral business was in Jiangcheng, and they had no relatives in Yucheng, so she couldn’t think of who this “friend” might be.

Could it be that her cousin was deliberately saying this to trick them?

Sang Ning, however, understood. She tentatively asked, “Do you have something going on?”

She knew Pei Yunci was very measured.

If she was staying at someone else’s house at a time like this, their relationship must be quite intimate.

Pei Yunci didn’t deny it. She affirmed with a “Mhm.” “It hasn’t been confirmed yet.”

“That’s alright,” Sang Ning knew Pei Yunci wouldn’t lie about something like this, so the smile in her tone was undisguised, and she no longer urged her to come home. “Then stay at your friend’s house and have a lovely New Year.”

“Okay,” Pei Yunci said, “I’ll come visit you when I get back to Jiangcheng.”

Sang Ning: “No rush, you can stay in Yucheng for a while longer if you like.”

Listening to their conversation, Ke Yue also figured out what was happening and interjected, “That’s right, Cousin, spend more time with them in Yucheng.”

Pei Yunci: “…”

After finishing the conversation, she was about to go into the kitchen when she heard another phone ring.

Fang Xu came out and said, “My phone.”

Seeing that her hands were still covered in flour, Pei Yunci offered, “I’ll get it for you.”

Many relatives call on this day. Even if they don’t interact often, no one wants to be gossiped about.

Figuring it was just some relative, Fang Xu didn’t pay it much mind. As she walked toward the living room, she said, “Just put it on speaker for me.”

Pei Yunci glanced at the contact name, paused her finger slightly, and then answered the call for her.

It was only then that Fang Xu saw whose name was displayed on the screen.

“Song Shu?” Her tone held a hint of surprise.

Why would the other person call her at this time?

After speaking, she instinctively looked at the person next to her, meeting Pei Yunci’s beautiful, cool eyes.

Pei Yunci asked in a whisper, “What is it?”

Fang Xu pursed her lips but still didn’t say much.

On the other end, Song Shu hadn’t heard the subtle movement. She just said, “Thank you for coming to the hospital the other day.”

“Xiao Xu,” Luo Shiya’s voice then came through.

Fang Xu acknowledged her. “Teacher, Happy New Year. How is your health?”

“I’ve been discharged and am home now,” Luo Shuiya said. “We’ve prepared a New Year’s Eve dinner at home. Bring your sister and come over to eat?”

She was intent on getting the two to reconcile, so she had specifically asked her daughter to make this call.

Fang Xu declined. “Teacher, I’m already cooking at home. I won’t come over and trouble you.”

“Then you and your sister have a good New Year,” Luo Shuiya looked at her daughter, then said, “When is Xiao Xu going back to Jiangcheng? If the time is right, you could take the train with Shushu and have someone to look out for you.”

Pei Yunci’s eyes shifted; she could discern the hidden meaning in that suggestion.

But Fang Xu couldn’t hear it. Most of her focus was on the person beside her, and she answered honestly, “I’m leaving on the seventh day of the new year.”

The Pei Group starts work on the eighth, and she wanted to return to school a day earlier, so the timing was a bit tight.

Luo Shiya hadn’t expected this. She looked at her daughter.

Song Shu was also a little conflicted. She had thought of Fang Xu quite a lot this year, and whenever she did, she only thought of her good qualities. She was thoughtful and quiet, and now as an Alpha, she was better than many others.

She occasionally got annoyed by her, but knowing Fang Xu’s honest and uninteresting personality, she could also understand.

She thought for a moment, then shook her head, wanting to rest for another week at home.

It wasn’t a missed opportunity; she could ask her out again when they returned to school.

Seeing this, Luo Shiya followed her daughter’s wishes and said, “Shushu will leave later, so you might miss each other. You can contact each other when you get to school.”

Fang Xu gave a simple acknowledgment.

After hanging up, Pei Yunci asked, “An ex-girlfriend?”

She had encountered them a few times. She didn’t need to investigate; she could guess the general situation.

“Mhm,” Fang Xu’s fingers twitched. She earnestly explained, “We haven’t been in contact since we broke up. It’s just that a couple of days ago, her mother, who was also my high school teacher, accidentally fell, and I went with a classmate to visit her.”

Pei Yunci looked at her, remained silent for a moment, and then leaned in closer to ask, “Are you nervous?”

Fang Xu held her breath. She parted her lips. “…Am I?”

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