Master Pei's Wife is a Devil Concubine

344 500 yuan for Touching

It had only been snowing for ten minutes, and the outside was covered in white.

Outside the door, the servants were all admiring the snowy scene.

On the third floor, Pei Xi was holding a three-eyed doll under a blanket and using her mobile phone. Bill was massaging her legs. She was an old pregnant woman, so her legs were sore.

His agent called him excitedly, wanting to talk to Bill about a super Hollywood blockbuster.

Bill told him to reject it. He wanted to take a year off.

The manager asked why so suddenly.

He said that he wanted to spend time with his wife until she gave birth.

On the second floor, Pei Song was studying a few silver needles. They were the same as the ones Su Ji bought the last time.

He was annoyed. He had been a doctor for ten years, but he was not as good as Su Ji.

Pei Xingxing had recently taken a few lute lessons. At this moment, his fingers fiddled with the strings, and it sounded like a saw.

He suddenly plucked the string in excitement, and Pei Song pricked his hand with a needle.

On the first floor, Pei Qingshen was sitting on a rocking chair and watching TV. He chuckled and said that the female was far inferior to Su Ji in terms of looks.

Beside him, Pei Huai suddenly asked him who he wanted to go with if his son and daughter-in-law were to be separated. It was like asking a child whose parents were separated.

Pei Qingshen laughed even louder and said, “they won’t break up, so there’s no need to decide!”

Pei Huai insisted on him choosing one.

Pei Qingshen thought for a moment, “I’ll go wherever you go.”

He muttered to himself, “and if you break up with Su Ji, then I’ll…”

Pei Huai’s gaze landed on him. “I will never break up with her.”

In the study on the top floor, the two people who were no longer husband and wife looked at each other peacefully.

The person who called was very sensible. After he hung up, the person didn’t call again.

Du Meilan finished the last bit of wine and looked at the time. She would be meeting her friends soon.

She smiled, “you tell your father about the divorce.”

She didn’t want him to be disappointed.

It was just like the first day she took over the Du Group, She didn’t want to deal with the sly old foxes in the Board of Directors and gave him the task.

Pei Shizhan’s answer was the same as before. “Go ahead, you don’t have to worry about these things.”

Du Meilan’s chest heaved up and down for a moment, but she quickly suppressed it. She stood up and walked to the door, “our children all have partners in the entertainment industry. You, too, only your dad…”

At this point, she seemed to have thought of something and shook her head helplessly, “he also likes celebrities.”

“I should go and ask the master if he predicted that the Pei family has an affinity with the entertainment industry.”

Pei Shizhan poured himself a glass of wine and said in a teasing tone, “don’t go to him. You’ve depleted the fortune he’s been saving for decades. He still has your birth details.”

Du Meilan placed her hand on the door handle. “Shizhan, don’t treat me so nicely and give me hope.”

Pei Shizhan was silent.

“But this is even worse. You’re harming others and yourself,” she said as she opened the door and left.

**

Du Meilan went downstairs. At the same time, Pei Huai picked up his car keys and stood up.

Pei Qingshen shifted his gaze away from the television and chuckled. “Your son is really filial. Seeing that you’re about to leave, he got up immediately to send you off.”

“To send me off?” Du Meilan rolled her eyes at her son. “He knows that when I go out, Su Ji’s mom will be out too. He’s going to his girlfriend.”

“Oh?” Pei Qingshen laughed.

Pei Huai furrowed his brows slightly and smiled at Du Meilan, “I can drop you on the way.”

Du Meilan laughed, “who needs you? I will be picked up.”

Pei Huai nodded his head calmly, “you’re the boss.”

Three hours later, Pei Shizhan went downstairs. Pei Qingshen called Cao Zhuzhu over. This time, she was also here to fix the lute, but it was Pei Xingxing’s lute.

Today, Cao Zhuzhu was wearing loose-fitting jeans and a down jacket. She took off her coat and wore a turtleneck sweater underneath.

She paid no attention to the others and concentrated on changing the strings of the lute.

The others busied themselves in the living room, and Pei Song also came out of his room.

Pei Qingshen narrowed his eyes and asked him who he was looking for. Pei Song said that he was looking for his son.

Pei Qingshen didn’t believe him. “You’re afraid that your son will be kidnapped?”

Pei Song replied seriously, “you’ve misunderstood. I’m afraid that he will harass others and be taken away by the police.”

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Pei Xingxing pretended to fall, and happened to fall on Cao Zhuzhu’s legs, which were crossed because she was sitting on the floor.

Pei Xingxing’s hand touched her legs through her jeans.

Si Jingbin taught him this trick. At first, he learned it quite seriously. Later, he suddenly realized something and grabbed Si Jingbin’s collar to ask if he had used this trick on Su Ji. In the end, the two of them got into a fight again for no reason.

Pei Song noticed what his son was doing. “…”

Just as he was about to take him away, Cao Zhuzhu, who was still focused on the lute, said, “500 more since you touched my legs.”

Pei Qingshen: “…”

500 yuan was really nothing to the young master, so Pei Xingxing directly leaned on her lap.

...

“…” Cao Zhuzhu glanced at him.

Pei Song crossed his arms and leaned to the side. He said in a playful tone, “young lady, isn’t 500 yuan too little?”

Cao Zhuzhu’s hand paused for a moment. She looked at him, then lowered her head and continued with her work.

There was no emotion in that glance, but her earring shook a slightly.

She said, “it’s the price for children.”

Pei Song chuckled. He seemed to be in high spirits today. “What’s the price for an adult?”

She wanted to say five more zeros but stopped herself. In the end, she said, “four more zeros.”

Pei Song did the conversion. “It’s not that expensive.”

Pei Qingshen was smiling as he listened to their conversation. Then, he saw Pei Shizhan coming down the stairs.

“What’s wrong, Shizhan?”

Pei Shizhan looked straight ahead. “I have something to tell you.”

...

Pei Song’s gaze followed him. He paused for a few seconds and stuffed a pill he prepared in advance into his grandfather’s hand.

**

Ten minutes later, Pei Qingshen was looking at the divorce agreement on the table. He was at a loss for words. His face was dark, and the atmosphere was heavy.

He suddenly thought of the multiple choice question his grandson gave him three hours ago.

If not for Pei Huai’s warning, he was afraid that he would have hit him

However, it was pointless. Her daughter-in-law was not at home, so she could not see him hit him.

After about seven to eight minutes, he slammed his walking stick on the ground. After a long while, he asked, “who’s responsible for the divorce?”

Pei Shizhan said, “I take full responsibility.”

Pei Qingshen threw his walking stick at him. That was what he thought.

Pei Shizhan did not dodge, and the walking stick hit his head.

Pei Qingshen’s heart didn’t ache at all. He glared at his son with his turbid eyes and asked sternly, “tell me! What did you do?!”