“Just like him… cough cough cough… really just like him!”
Although that figure looked weak, the voice was strangely deep and resonant.
Yu Yang suddenly had the urge to run away.
She felt that maybe it was better not to acknowledge this “parent”!
All this wealth and glory—she didn’t care for it. She only wanted to protect her own life.
“Girl, do you know who I am?”
Yu Yang honestly shook her head.
“My name is Pei Chengwen. I’m Pei Yuheng’s father, and also your grandfather!”
Yu Yang stared tightly at Pei Chengwen’s face.
She didn’t know whether she should say what was on her mind.
No matter if it was the current Pei Yuheng or the previous Pei Yu, neither looked anything like this man!
Even though she doubted it in her heart, Yu Yang didn’t dare speak up.
She didn’t know how she had walked forward. Looking back, the four characters “Qingyue Courtyard” seemed especially eerie.
Yu Yang quickened her pace, forgetting she was visiting this place for the first time.
Stopping, she realized she had been walking in circles.
This was truly miserable!
The problem was, even though she had her phone, it was completely useless here.
“Yu Yang, why are you so inflexible!”
Yu Yang hadn’t expected to meet her little uncle in a place like this.
Pei Yuheng shoved the phone back into Yu Yang’s hand.
“Follow me!”
Yu Yang pouted.
—So fierce!
With Pei Yuheng by her side, Yu Yang felt her courage rising rapidly.
Watching Pei Yuheng’s back, she suddenly felt sad.
How did things end up like this!
In her heart, she had imagined countless scenarios of their reunion, but she never expected things to develop in such a peculiar direction.
Lost in thought, Yu Yang didn’t notice that Pei Yuheng had already stopped walking.
Bang!
Yu Yang collided into him.
“What are you doing?!”
Pei Yuheng looked at her—she had been the one to stop, yet now she was blaming him.
—Fine, fine!
—It’s all his fault!
When Pei Yuheng led Yu Yang into the main hall, the lively room suddenly fell silent.
Pei Yucheng, she didn’t know when he had arrived, held Yu Yang’s hand and introduced her to everyone as his daughter.
When Yu Yang turned around, Pei Yuheng had vanished.
She felt a little lost.
As soon as Yu Yang sat down, a young figure approached.
“Hello, I’m Pei Huan, your cousin!”
“Hello!”
During the conversation, Yu Yang learned that this self-proclaimed cousin was the eldest daughter of the Pei family’s third branch.
Yu Yang studied Pei Huan, feeling that she didn’t look much like her third aunt.
Realizing this, Yu Yang suddenly covered her mouth.
—Oh my gosh, can I even say this?!
Before Pei Chengwen arrived, the atmosphere had been quite pleasant. But once he arrived, everyone became, well, a little stiff and awkward.
Yu Yang sat beside Pei Yucheng.
Once the family was seated, Pei Yuheng finally arrived, fashionably late.
Behind him followed an extra figure.
Pei Chengwen smiled, looking at this perfect pair.
Pei Huan whispered to Yu Yang, “Look, we’re getting a little aunt!”
Yu Yang gave a small nod, carefully counting the grains of rice in her bowl.
Why did her eyes sting so much?
She could no longer hear what was being said behind her.
Pei Huan poked Yu Yang with her pinky, silently mouthing, “It’s your turn.”
Yu Yang froze, listening to her grandfather calling her.
“I heard you’re an actress. The entertainment world is just for fun. Our Pei family can support you!”
Pei Chengwen’s gaze, as he looked at the goods on the shelf, locked on Yu Yang, making her feel very uncomfortable.
“You’re also about the age to get married. Yuheng, that young master from the Lu family, is very stubborn, right?”
Yu Yang looked at Pei Chengwen in disbelief.
“My marriage isn’t up to you.”
If she had known she’d be insulted like this here, she would never have set foot in this place.
Probably for many years, no one had dared to defy him, so Pei Chengwen’s eyes on Yu Yang now were like looking at some amusing little creature.
“Oh? Then who decides?”
“I do.”
Her answer made some Pei family members gasp.
They had long enjoyed the convenience the Pei family provided, and naturally gave up certain choices.
Living under authority for so long, they had lost the ability to resist.
But today, everything began to change.
Pei Chengwen seemed to have heard something funny.
“Yucheng, go home tonight and teach your daughter a proper lesson!”
Perhaps seeing his youngest son finally return home for dinner, Pei Chengwen didn’t want to bother with this immature young one.
In the end, Yu Yang didn’t make a scene.
She had never had the luxury of being willful.
She had known this since she was a child.
Listening to Pei Chengwen plan Pei Yuheng’s marriage, Yu Yang felt a sour pain in her heart.
Afterwards, Pei Yucheng locked Yu Yang in the front passenger seat.
“Next time, don’t talk back to him. I won’t let you be part of any arranged marriage!”
Pei Yucheng looked into Yu Yang’s eyes.
It was strange—there really were two people who looked so alike.
“What, you’re not upset about this, could it be… you’re upset because of him?!”
“No.”
Yu Yang avoided Pei Yucheng’s burning gaze.
“Now take me back to the hotel!”
“You sure know how to boss people around!”
After soaking in a hot bath at the hotel, Yu Yang finally felt alive again.
She swore that unless absolutely necessary, she would never set foot in the Pei family’s ancestral home again.
Her phone dinged.
Yu Yang received a message from Song Li and lazily posted a bare-faced selfie on her social media.
For work, she had to “operate”!
She tossed and turned, unable to sleep, thinking about Pei Yuheng and that strange woman. Her heart felt like it was steeped in old Shanxi vinegar—painfully sour.
Yu Yang felt herself going a little mad.
Though she tried to tell herself to let go, she just couldn’t.
She couldn’t understand why.
Why was her reunion with Pei Yuheng so different from anyone else’s?
Song Li stared at Yu Yang, noticing the dark circles under her eyes.
“My sister, did you go sneak off with a man last night?!”
“Yeah, I booked eight male models, all with impressive bodies!”
Song Li burst out laughing.
“My money tree, seeing you like this… really, didn’t you attend that so-called family banquet yesterday? Why come back so unhappy?”
Yu Yang leaned against Song Li’s shoulder, muffling her voice.
“Honestly, Song Li, this ‘parent’ is better off unacknowledged!”
Song Li gently patted her.
“Be good. Let’s stop feeling bad. Today, we’re returning to Jiangcheng. I’ve got a nice script to show you.”
Yu Yang looked at Song Li’s petite frame and sighed deeply.
—Now I’m really afraid I won’t be able to leave!!!