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Pei Xingzhi frowned slightly but remained silent.

Lin Jiahe smiled faintly, "What's there to say? I already know pretty much everything about your game. Investing is just a matter of signing a contract."

Ye Ci: "That's what you say, but you invested a million yuan. Aren't you afraid that our game won't be successful and your million yuan will go down the drain?"

"What's there to be afraid of?" Lin Jiahe spoke casually, as if she didn't care about the possibility at all. "Investing is inherently risky. Once you've decided to invest, you have to accept whether you make a profit or a loss, right?"

"Oh my, my brother Lin is so generous." Ye Ci appreciated Lin Jiahe's words, so he couldn't help but put his arm around Lin Jiahe's shoulder, looking like good buddies.

"Since Brother Lin himself has said so, then let's not try to persuade him any further. When should we choose to sign the contract?"

Lin Jiahe looked at Pei Xingzhi: "I'm fine with either, you guys decide."

"Brother Pei?" Ye Ci looked over immediately. "When should we choose to sign the contract?"

Upon hearing this, Pei Xingzhi finally deigned to look at the two people.

"Let's talk about it later," he said somewhat perfunctorily. "I've been too busy lately, and Xiao Song needs to go to the hospital for a check-up. Let's talk in detail after we're done with this busy period."

“Sure.” Lin Jiahe didn’t notice his odd behavior and agreed happily. “Anyway, the funds have already been set aside for you, so you can sign the contract anytime.”

"Tsk," Ye Ci pouted, completely unaware that Pei Xingzhi across the table looked rather displeased.

Pei Xingzhi kept his head down and ate his meal. He hadn't said much since Ye Ci brought up the matter.

Qin Song was the first to notice something was wrong, so she secretly reached under the table and gently poked him.

He turned his head and looked over. When he met Qin Song's gentle gaze, he suddenly understood why he was unhappy about Lin Jiahe's investment.

Because he was afraid. He was afraid that Lin Jiahe's investment wasn't genuinely based on his belief in his game, but rather that he wanted to use him to help Qin Song.

Lin Jiahe had once transferred 100,000 yuan to Qin Song, but he returned it. Perhaps Lin Jiahe was still unwilling to give up, or perhaps Lin Jiahe felt that Qin Song's life was too hard, so she tried every means to help Qin Song.

On the surface, this one million yuan investment was intended for his studio, but in reality, Lin Jiahe indirectly wanted the money to have a positive impact and improve Qin Song's current life.

Therefore, all things considered, Lin Jiahe's ultimate goal may still be Qin Song.

Thinking of this, Pei Xingzhi couldn't help but twitch his lips into a bitter smile.

"What's wrong?" Qin Song asked with concern in his eyes.

Pei Xingzhi shook his head: "I'm fine, you eat well."

After saying that, she reluctantly turned her gaze away, secretly feeling sad.

"Hey Lin, how's your blind date going? Have you found a girl you like?"

Ye Ci's topic shift was abrupt, but it struck a chord with Pei Xingzhi.

Pei Xingzhi suddenly looked up, staring intently at Lin Jiahe with a tense yet excited gaze.

Lin Jiahe smiled sheepishly and said softly, "Not really. Those girls' personalities are all too strange. I don't think we get along."

"Blind dates?" Pei Xingzhi suddenly interjected, "Lin Jiahe, have you been going on blind dates lately?"

“Yes,” Lin Jiahe nodded. “I started going on dates half a month ago, all arranged by my parents. I’ve met nearly thirty girls in a row; my eyes are practically spinning from seeing so many.”

"Have you seen anything suitable?" Pei Xingzhi pushed up his glasses and asked with a gossipy look on his face.

He showed extraordinary concern and anxiety regarding Lin Jiahe's blind date.

Lin Jiahe knew why he was in such a hurry, so her answer was unusually honest.

"Yes, there is a girl I think is quite suitable," he said honestly.

"What does that girl look like?" Pei Lingxuan asked.

Lin Jiahe thought for a moment, then her smile suddenly turned a little shy: "That girl is very beautiful and has a great personality. She's the only one I get along with among all the blind dates I've had. We've already added each other on WeChat, but we haven't said more than a few words to each other yet."

"It's a good thing that we can add each other on WeChat." Pei Lingxuan, a lifelong single who has never even been in a serious relationship, gives advice to others with great insight.

"If a girl is willing to add you on WeChat, it means she also wants to develop a relationship with you. As long as you behave normally and don't step into her traps, there will be absolutely no problem."

"Really?" Lin Jiahe was still a little unsure.

“Really!” Pei Lingxuan assured her, “And putting aside your personality and character, just based on your handsome face and your wealthy family background, I believe no girl would be foolish enough to reject you.”

"Just relax and chat, there won't be any problems with the bag."

"Okay." Lin Jiahe breathed a sigh of relief. "With your encouragement, I feel much more confident now."

"Hey, can I add you on WeChat? If I encounter any questions while chatting with her, I can ask you right away. You're both girls, so asking you is probably the best option."

“No problem!” Pei Lingxuan readily agreed and immediately took out her phone to add Lin Jiahe on WeChat.

Pei Xingzhi watched the two of them quietly, then suddenly covered his mouth and laughed.

"What are you laughing at?" Qin Song couldn't understand him.

"It's nothing." He tried to suppress the corners of his mouth, then secretly reached under the table to take Qin Song's hand. "I was just in a really good mood, so I smiled."

"...Huh?" Qin Song's already confused mind became even more confused.

Pei Xingzhi squeezed her fingers, then let go: "You eat your food first, I'm going to send a work WeChat message."

Qin Song: "Oh."

Not long after, Ye Ci received a work-related WeChat message from Pei Xingzhi.

He looked at the message Pei Xingzhi sent, stared at Pei Xingzhi with incomprehension for a moment, and then replied.

—Brother Pei, we're sitting face to face, can't we just say what's on our minds?

Pei Xingzhi: I feel it's inconvenient to say, so I'm asking you to relay it.

Ye Ci:......

He really couldn't understand Pei Xingzhi's actions, but since the other party was his brother, he could only obediently follow his instructions, no matter how much he didn't understand.

"Hey, Brother Lin." He put down his phone, then raised his arm and put it on Lin Jiahe's shoulder, his smile quite unpleasant.

Moreover, it's purely physical ugliness.

"What's wrong?" Lin Jiahe looked at him, puzzled.

He awkwardly scratched his face and asked, "Well, our studio suddenly isn't busy anymore. How about we sign the contract tomorrow?"