TSMVHATRM Chapter 90

Time Space: the Male Villain Has the Ability To Read Minds Chapter 90: The Villainous Boss is Really Great!

Pei Tiantian’s smile deepened upon hearing this.

Great! Xing Weigang hadn’t fallen for that shell company’s tricks and hadn’t signed that ridiculous copyright contract.

“Actually, you deserve some credit for this,” Xing Weigang said with a smile. “If I hadn’t read your manuscript and suddenly remembered the contract I signed, I wouldn’t have discovered their scheme, so I should thank you.”

Pei Tiantian’s round, grape-like eyes widened, silently giving herself a thumbs up.

It really was her manuscript that had played a role, allowing Xing Weigang to avoid the biggest tragedy of his life.

However, Pei Tiantian said, “This has nothing to do with me; it’s all a coincidence. Uncle, you’re just lucky.”

Xing Weigang and Pei Tiantian continued their conversation about how to publish Pei Tiantian’s serialized novel.

Xing Weigang suggested that it could be published in several parts, so as not to affect Pei Tiantian’s continued serialization in the magazine.

During this process, Pei Tiantian also offered some suggestions, which surprised Xing Weigang even more.

This made him feel that the person he was talking to wasn’t a five-year-old child, but a mature adult.

Xing Weigang stayed at the Pei family’s house tonight. After dinner, he sat in the courtyard chatting with Pei Zhiwen and Pei Zhiqiang.

Gu Rong went back to his own house tonight because he had to go back to do laundry.

Pei Tiantian looked at her room and suddenly felt that the whole space had become much larger and also much quieter.

She glanced at the book “Traditional Chinese Medicine and Acupuncture” on the table and quickly put it down, unable to muster any enthusiasm.

It seemed that she had really gotten used to living with the villainous boss.

Pei Tiantian recalled that in the summer, because she complained of being hot, the villainous boss would patiently fan her until she fell asleep.

He would also get up from time to time in the middle of the night to cover her with a blanket to protect her chest and prevent her from catching a cold.

Pei Tiantian had to admit that although the villainous boss’s face was usually expressionless and cold, he indulged her no matter what she did.

The villainous boss was really good.

Pei Tiantian sighed silently.

If her initial approach to the villainous boss was merely to curry favor, her kindness towards him was purely ulterior motives.

But now, it seemed things had changed.

Gu Rong had become part of the Pei family, like family to Pei Tiantian.

Pei Tiantian rested her chin on her hand, thinking, no matter what, she would protect the villainous boss as she would her own family.

At least she couldn’t let him become the sinister and madman he was in her past life.

However, judging from the current situation, the villainous boss’s mental health was developing extremely well. As long as things continued this way, he wouldn’t go astray.

He wouldn’t abuse his power anymore, nor would he try to force Xue Ningxiang to do anything; he would simply be a law-abiding citizen.

That would be good enough.

Pei Tiantian couldn’t help but smile.

She carried her “Traditional Chinese Medicine Acupuncture” textbook to Pei Zihao and Pei Tianyu’s room to check on their studies.

Seeing the two of them scratching their heads, Pei Tiantian carefully explained each of their incorrect answers.

Pei Zihao and Pei Tianyu’s furrowed brows relaxed.

“Oh, I see! Now I know what to do.”

“Big cousin, second cousin, studying isn’t as hard as you think. Most of the questions are basic. For example, if you’ve memorized the classical poems, you can do them. And essays—they all follow the same pattern, very similar,” Pei Tiantian said.

She was telling Pei Zihao and Pei Tianyu test-taking tips to help them score more points.

She hadn’t told them that she wanted to take them to the city’s high school to avoid putting too much pressure on them.

The villainous boss and she wouldn’t have any problem getting into the city’s high school, but it would be more difficult for Pei Zihao and Pei Tianyu.

Elementary school is fine, but middle school is crucial, as it determines whether they can get into high school.

Therefore, it’s best for them to attend a middle school in the city, allowing them to go to a better school and receive a better education.

Seeing Pei Zihao and Pei Tianyu engrossed in their books, Pei Tiantian was also studying her “Traditional Chinese Medicine and Acupuncture” textbook.

After they finished their exercises, Pei Tiantian continued explaining to them.

After the one-on-one tutoring session, Pei Tiantian, clutching her book, yawned and left.

Walking into the courtyard, she saw Xing Weigang, Pei Zhiwen, and Pei Zhiqiang still chatting, seemingly getting along very well.

They addressed each other as “Old Xing” and “Old Pei.”

The three of them held lit cigarettes, taking occasional puffs.

Upon seeing Pei Tiantian suddenly appear, they all hurriedly extinguished their cigarettes, afraid the little girl would smell the unhealthy smoke.

“Tiantian, you should go back inside and rest; it’s getting late,” Pei Zhiwen said with concern.

He noticed that Pei Tiantian had been yawning every day these past few days, tutoring Pei Zihao and Pei Tianyu.

It was impossible not to feel sorry for her.

“Uncle, I know, you should go to bed early too,”

Pei Tiantian nodded, preparing to leave.

“Tiantian, are you studying a medical book?”

Xing Weigang noticed the green book in Pei Tiantian’s hand and asked in surprise.

Pei Zhiwen and Pei Zhiqiang had a lot to say about studying medicine.

They launched into a long, exaggerated account of Pei Tiantian’s achievements in medicine, praising her to the skies.

Like salespeople at a trade fair, they relentlessly lauded their little niece.

Xing Weigang was completely bewildered.

Pei Tiantian couldn’t help but awkwardly turn her head away.

Her uncles were exaggerating too much, practically calling her a miracle doctor.

Pei Tiantian knew her own limitations; she had only learned a little bit and still had a long way to go in medicine.

Xing Weigang was deeply moved by what the two men were saying, but his rational mind told him that things were getting a bit too far-fetched.

Pei Tiantian was five years old, not fifteen, and certainly not fifty. Could she really know medicine?

However, when Xing Weigang thought about the descriptions of the stock market and various business battles in Pei Tiantian’s novels, he realized that this was clearly not something a child could write.

He couldn’t help but want to believe Pei Zhiwen and Pei Zhiqiang.

After all, his wife’s illness had dragged on for far too long.

They had tried all sorts of folk remedies and strange treatments, but nothing had worked.

What if Pei Tiantian really knew how to cure it? He would try anything, even if it seemed hopeless.

With this in mind, Xing Weigang no longer hesitated and began to tell Pei Tiantian the specific symptoms of his wife’s strange illness.

“We’ve been to every major hospital. At first, they diagnosed it as ‘diabetes insipidus,’ then they said it was ‘hysteria,’ then ‘neurosis.’ But the more they treated my wife, the worse her condition became. These doctors haven’t found the right cause at all. I’m at my wit’s end.”

Xing Weigang’s face showed signs of dejection as he said this.