Pei Jingzhan only stayed at home for one day. After finishing his business, he returned to the courtyard house the next day.

In the past, Zhang Yufan would have complained that he was never home.

But today they urged him to leave.

"If you're still alone in the future, try to come home less often, so I won't feel upset when I see you."

Pei Jingzhan twitched the corner of his lips. "Was I picked up?"

Zhang Yufan glanced at him, and the more she looked, the more upset she became.

"I'd rather you were adopted, so I wouldn't have to worry about you."

She and her husband spoiled and raised their child so much late in life.

I wish I could pluck the stars from the sky and give them to him.

Who would have thought that this kind of upbringing would not produce a lively and dissolute child, but instead produce such a mature personality.

It's really puzzling.

"Girls need to be coaxed. Be sweeter with your words, don't be so reserved."

Pei Jingzhan chuckled lightly, "You're quite trendy."

Everyone knows the term "secretly passionate".

Zhang Yufan glanced at him and said, "You're more trendy than him. You live under the same roof as a girl, so you're in a good position to get closer to her. You should cultivate your relationship and hurry up so that Mom can have a daughter-in-law."

Pei Jingzhan: "...Where do you put my eldest and second sisters-in-law?"

Pei Xiang happened to come out and was taken aback when she heard what Zhang Yufan said.

"Grandma, what kind of relationship are we going to cultivate? Who is my uncle going to cultivate a relationship with?"

Zhang Yufan scolded, "Don't cause trouble. Your uncle will bring your aunt home later."

Pei Xiang was shocked and blurted out without thinking, "Male or female?"

Just then, Madam Pei, who had just come out, heard this and quickly covered her mouth.

This girl is getting more and more outspoken.

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Zhang Yufan didn't care and patted his chest.

"Although it would have been fine if it were a boy, I'm glad it's a girl. I prefer girls."

Pei Xiang: "..." So my uncle's sexual orientation depends on your preferences?

"So who is it?" she couldn't help but ask.

Zhang Yufan smiled mysteriously, "It's your friend, Yan Qiao, the one you're a fan of. When your uncle gets married, Grandma will give you a big red envelope; you'll be the matchmaker."

Pei Xiang was utterly shocked. "Yan Qiao? This won't do, they're not a good match!"

Zhang Yufan put on a stern face, "How are you not a good match?"

Before Madam Pei could cover her mouth, Pei Xiang blurted out, "Isn't this like an old cow eating young grass? She's more than ten years older!"

Pei Jingzhan narrowed his eyes, a dangerous smile curling at the corners of his lips.

"Pei Xiang, who is Lao Niu?"

Although he felt he was too old, and although he and Yan Qiao were not yet officially dating.

But he can think that way; others can't say it.

Pei Xiang shrank back, hiding behind Madam Pei with a guilty look on her face.

She stuck out her tongue. "It can't be Yan Qiao, can it? How old are you? Our Qiao is still a child!"

Zhang Yufan nodded thoughtfully and clapped her hands.

"Xiangxiang is absolutely right!"

Pei Xiang secretly puffed out her chest, her tail almost wagging.

"See? Grandma says I'm right."

Then, Zhang Yufan waved to the butler.

"Third brother, don't rush off yet. I need to prepare some gifts for Qiaoqiao. She's such a young girl, and she's stuck with an old man like you. You have a bad temper, you're repressed and don't understand romance at all. It's so unfair to her."

But none of this could be changed, so she could only try to compensate the organization.

Pei Jingzhan was so angry he laughed. "So I don't have a single redeeming quality?"

Pei Xiang stared blankly as Zhang Yufan went upstairs; that wasn't what she meant either.

Yan Qiao is not someone who can be bought off with material things!

Zhang Yufan selected a number of valuable jewels from her room.

“These styles are more youthful, she’ll definitely like them.”

After handing the boxes to Pei Jingzhan, Zhang Yufan turned around and secretly warned Pei Xiang: "You are not allowed to interfere in your uncle's affairs!"

If her daughter-in-law ran away, she would definitely make Pei Xiang eat bamboo shoots stir-fried with pork.

Pei Xiang looked frustrated and gritted her teeth, determined to ruin this couple!

Pei Jingzhan left with his belongings and got into the car. Li Qiao secretly glanced back.

"Third Master, these gifts must be for Miss Yan Qiao, right?"

Pei Jingzhan: "Otherwise, should I give it to you?"

Li Qiao chuckled, "I wouldn't mind if you gave it to me."

"laugh."

"You see, there's nothing shameful about liking Miss Yan Qiao, right? Girls are easy to please. Just say a few nice words and give them a small gift, and they'll be happy."

Pei Jingzhan squinted at him, "Who likes Yan Qiao?"

Li Qiao paused, the stubborn capitalist.

"No, it's not you, it's me, I like it, okay?"

Pei Jingzhan scoffed, "You like it?"

Li Qiao: "..." This job is impossible to do.

I'm so frustrated I could cry, I might as well shut up.

Back in the courtyard house, Yan Qiao looked at the valuable jewels with great surprise.

"You gave it to me?"

Pei Jingzhan said, "This is a return gift from my mother."

Yan Qiao was taken aback. "A return gift? Didn't your family go bankrupt?"

Selling these jewels would require him to work for 3,000 a month.

Pei Jingzhan said matter-of-factly, "These are all my mother's things. I can't let her sell them to support me."

Yan Qiao gave an "oh," which seemed to make sense.

"Then wouldn't I be making a profit?"

Pei Jingzhan recalled that the old lady had been talking about it for a long time yesterday, saying that she wanted to come to Yanqiao's pavilion to drink tea.

He then said, "If you think it's too precious, invite her over for tea sometime."

Yan Qiao readily agreed: "Sure, when the roses bloom here, I'll have your mother come over for tea, and I'll treat her to some snacks."

Just as she was about to put the gifts away, she suddenly received a call from Pei Xiang.

Not wanting to answer the phone empty-handed, he turned on speakerphone.

"Xiangxiang".

"Qiaoqiao, are you free today? Let's go horseback riding."

Yan Qiao paused, realizing she had both the time and the interest.

"But I can't ride a horse."

Pei Xiang quickly said, "There's a coach to teach you, you can learn if you don't know how! Let's get out and exercise while the weather's still cool. That coach has a really great physique, I'll introduce you to him."

Yan Qiao glanced at Pei Jingzhan's dark face: "Riding a horse is fine, but there's no need for an instructor."

Not interested.

After a pause, Pei Xiang added, "Then hurry up and come over, but don't bring my distant relative with you, and don't tell him!"

Yan Qiao's heart skipped a beat, and she secretly regretted not turning on the speakerphone.

"Your relationship is so superficial. What did he do to make you so angry?"

Pei Xiang said angrily, "He's such a scoundrel! He actually has his eye on you! Doesn't he know how old he is? How can he have the nerve to eat young grass like an old cow!"

Yan Qiao was so surprised that she choked on her own saliva and coughed until her face turned red.

It's also possible that it's not the old cow wanting to eat young grass, but the calf wanting to eat old grass...

"It's alright. Age isn't a problem, and height isn't a barrier."

Pei Xiang exclaimed loudly, "Of course it's a problem! If you're with him, won't we be from different generations?"

Yan Qiao smiled and said, "It's okay, let's each talk about our own things."