Rebirth: A Doted Toy Boy In ‘Another' World

“My master, should I get the bottom of this?” The chef hesitated and asked.

“No, don’t poke your nose into Pei Siyan’s family affairs.”

“Understood.”

The chef shut up and stood beside him obediently.

“I would suggest you take your wife with you and leave the Prime Family. The other masters will start to complain about it if your wife’s illness keeps going on like that.”

Because when Qiao Mo was in pain, his dark magic power would spread out. His wailing in pain would penetrate the stone walls of the basement, which made the night unbearable for others.

“Thanks for your advice.”

Pei Siran turned around and walked towards Qiao Mo. Clearly, he didn’t take Hei Ming’s suggestion seriously.

“Well, another piece of advice. You cannot use his blood in that way. If you transfer his blood right into your wife’s body, something horrible might really happen. Think twice before you do that.”

Pei Siran finally changed his expression when he heard that.

“What is that supposed to mean?”

He turned back and looked at Hei Ming as he frowned seriously.

“As far as I am concerned, you can only wait until the pure blood inside Pei Siyan’s wife is fully awakened. Only when he bite your wife in person and change him into a vampire can your wife have a greater chance of survival. Of course, you can choose not to believe in me and transfer his blood to your wife now, but you will regret doing that. I promise you.”

After all, the reason why Hei Ming could be so sure to tell Pei Siran all these was because he had learned that from Shu Wensheng.

Pei Siran was holding the syringe in his hand tightly, and his eyes looked terrifying.

But he was not going to have a fit; he was only angry with himself for failing to cure his wife again.

‘Hei Ming’s son needs the blood of Lan Yuan as bad as my wife does, so he probably won’t lie to me. Damn it! How much longer do I have to wait? I can’t watch him suffer any longer.’

“You told me a lot of information today, and I know that won’t be free. Tell me, what do you want from me exactly?”

Pei Siran was not stupid, and he knew that Hei Ming was aiming at something else.

“I don’t want anything but a promise not to tell anyone that Lan Yuan is back to life again.”

The reason why Hei Ming would try to protect Jiang Sheng was that he needed his blood to save his son.

“Okay, you have my promise.” Pei Siran didn’t hesitate at all.

“My master, how can you agree on that that easily? Then how can we explain what happened to the magic fish?” The chef said.

“The body structure of the magic fish is different from humans after all. You can do it anyway if you are still suspicious about what I just said. I’ve given my honest advice already.”

Hei Ming didn’t stay any longer. He puffed out a breath of smoke and left with one hand in the pocket.

“Oh, by the way. It’s good that you erase your wife’s memories for him so that he won’t remember all those pains he has been suffering in the past hundreds of years, but there are risks in doing this. Wiping off his memories can do harm to his intelligence. Be careful with what you are doing. I’m sure you don’t want your wife to be half-witted in the future.”

Hei Ming said that and finally left without looking back.

Pei Siran frowned as he heard that; he clenched his fists even tighter.

He knew that well, but he didn’t want Qiao Mo to have his old memories back. The last thing he wanted to see was him crying and begging him to kill him. The agony and pain on his face would just tear his heart into pieces.

So he would rather make Qiao Mo forget about everything that had happened before, and wait for him to find a way to cure him.

“My master, he must be lying to you! That magic fish did evolve! I saw it with my own eyes!” The chef explained so.

“He won’t because he needs the blood of Lan Yuan’s reincarnation, too.”

Pei Siran had changed back to his cold face. He then threw the syringe into the pond beside him and walk to the bed. He sat down on the side quietly as he was holding Qiao Mo’s hand and accompanying him quietly.

The chef still wanted to say something, but then he saw all of the fish in the pond were all dead.

But the lotus with small leaves in the pond grew bigger immediately, and their flowers started to bloom. The fragrance of those flowers was spreading all over the place.

“Master… my master! Look at the pond!” The chef pointed at the pond and screamed in surprise.

Pei Siran was going to rebuke the chef for acting so dramatically, but he was then stunned when he looked at the pond.

How could he not be? The lotus that Qiao Mo had brought from the magic world hundreds of years ago had never grown until now, while they were all thriving and burst into bloom.

The lotus from the magic world bloomed immediately, but the ornamental fish from the human world were all dead?

‘Is the effect of his blood different for every species?’

Pei Siran was terrified; he couldn’t imagine what would happen if he did transfer Jiang Sheng’s blood to Qiao Mo earlier.

“What happened here today stays here. Understand?”

Pei Siran’s voice became colder as his gaze became dangerous.

“Un… understood.”

The chef wouldn’t have the balls to tell that to anyone! He was terrified!