August 15th, Mid-Autumn Festival.

Li Zhenjun ordered the servants to clean the old house inside and out, and personally went to the garden to pick a few bouquets of beautiful flowers, which she had placed in the most conspicuous place in the living room.

"Your dad is just being stubborn. He's obviously very happy, but he pretends to be angry."

Pei Zhonghuan came down from upstairs and heard this. He said with a stern face, "Who's happy? That bastard just acted first and asked for permission later. I will never agree to that."

“Wow…”

His voice was so loud that Doudou in the cradle was scared and started crying loudly.

Li Zhenjun quickly picked up Doudou and coaxed her softly, while glaring at Pei Zhonghuan.

"Don't be afraid, Doudou. We will ignore Grandpa."

Pei Zhonghuan: “…”

Only then did he see Doudou in Li Zhenjun's arms. The little guy was fair and tender, with a pair of big, bright eyes. At this moment, he was holding back two tears, about to fall, which was heartbreaking to see.

It looks quite like that dead boy, Pei Zhonghuan commented in his heart.

Knowing that he has no resistance to cute things, Li Zhenyun still brought this little thing to him. She definitely did it on purpose.

"Ahem," he coughed lightly, trying to keep a straight face and said, "This little thing looks so cute. Bring it here and let me see it."

I can’t deal with you yet, old man.

Li Zhenjun laughed in her heart but didn't show it on her face. She just handed Doudou over.

"Doudou, this is your grandpa, let grandpa hug you."

Doudou opened his big eyes and looked at Pei Zhonghuan. Suddenly he giggled twice and stretched out his little hand to touch Pei Zhonghuan's face.

Pei Zhonghuan's heart melted at once, and all the thoughts of executing first and reporting later, and of being angry, were thrown out of his mind.

"Be good, Doudou, give grandpa a hug."

Doudou leaned into his arms as if she knew he was her grandfather, then stretched out her little hands to grab his clothes.

Pei Zhonghuan felt that his whole heart was captured by this little thing. He held Doudou in his arms, sat down on the sofa, and teased it softly.

Li Zhenjun looked at him like this, laughed in her heart, then turned and said to the servant.

"Go to the door and see if they have arrived."

"Um... Song Xijiao hasn't even entered our Pei family yet."

His grandson's wife became his son's wife, and he felt very embarrassed. However, he did not refute Li Zhenyun's words.

"Really? Then why are you holding Doudou? Doudou was born to Jiaojiao. If you hold Doudou, you are acknowledging Jiaojiao as your daughter-in-law."

Pei Zhonghuan: “…”

Is it too late for him to put Doudou down now?

It was too late, Doudou grabbed his clothes and refused to let go.

"Um... I just like Doudou. It has nothing to do with Song Xijiao."

"Yes, you like Doudou, and I like Doudou too. Doudou's mother is the daughter-in-law of our Pei family."

Pei Zhonghuan looked at the little hand pulling his beard and thought, forget it, for Doudou's sake, he would reluctantly accept Song Xijiao.

Li Zhenjun asked people to prepare many dishes, four or five of which were suitable for women to eat after giving birth.

Black chicken soup with red dates and wolfberries, braised crucian carp and eel, pork fermented glutinous rice wine and eggs, fried shredded duck with bean sprouts, and a vegetarian dish, fried broccoli, carrots and shrimp.

Pei Zhonghuan glanced at the dishes on the table and then at Li Zhenyun.

"When you gave birth to Pei Zhiting and were in confinement, didn't I also make a lot of delicious food for you?"

Li Zhenjun: “Haha!”

This old guy is always bringing up things that are not related to the topic.

Where was Pei Zhonghuan when she gave birth to Pei Zhiting?

Oh, at that time, Pei Zhonghuan was holding his little lover and promising her a lot.

"No."

Li Zhenjun picked up a dish with chopsticks and said, "When I was in confinement, you told me every day that women should not be spoiled, so we didn't eat meat at home for a month."

He seemed to have actually said this back then.

His old face turned red and he touched his nose uncomfortably.

"Weren't we poor back then?" He laughed dryly and tried to explain.

Li Zhenjun glanced at him lightly, then lowered her head to eat. She picked up a piece of meat for Pei Zhonghuan.

"Come, eat meat."

Pei Zhonghuan: “…”

Suddenly I had a bad feeling.

"ah……"

Before he opened his mouth to eat, Li Zhenjun suddenly hit the back of his hand with a chopstick. He hissed in pain and the meat in his hand fell off.

"You never made any delicious food for Jiaojiao when she was in confinement after giving birth. Don't eat this meat."

“Doudou——”

Song Xijiao called out, and Doudou heard the voice, turned around, and saw Song Xijiao. The smile on his face became even bigger, and he made a "baby-baby" sound with his mouth, and stretched out his little hands.

"Doudou, do you miss your mother?"

Doudou giggled, grabbed Song Xijiao's clothes with her little hands, and rubbed her little face against hers.

Pei Zhonghuan watched Doudou being carried away by Song Xijiao, and suddenly felt a sense of loss in his heart.

Li Zhenjun: "What? Doudou was taken away by Jiaojiao, and you can't bear to let her go?"

"What nonsense? Am I that kind of person?"

Li Zhenjun didn't know whether he was that kind of person, but she knew that Pei Zhonghuan had accepted Song Xijiao, so she served her a bowl of soup.

"Jiaojiao, try this soup. I made it for you to nourish your body."

There was no conversation during the meal. Pei Zhiting knew that his father was very concerned about his reputation, so he lowered his head, apologized, put on gloves, and opened the crab for him.

Pei Zhonghuan's expression finally brightened. He coughed lightly and said with a straight face, "Since you apologized so sincerely, I will accept it with reluctance."

After saying that, he paused for a moment, then continued, "Since you're back in Beijing, I'll leave all the company's affairs to you. I just want to take a break."

Pei Zhiting's hand, which was peeling a crab, paused and almost pinched his own hand.

"Are you sure?"

"I'm sure. What? You don't want to take over the company?"

"No, I'd love to take over the company."

"However, after I take over the company, certain people will no longer be able to dictate the company's decisions."

"What do you mean?"

“That’s what it means.”

"you……"

Pei Zhonghuan glared at Pei Zhiting, then turned to look at Song Xijiao and Doudou.

"Doudou, look at your father, he bullies grandpa."

Doudou turned his head to look at him, then giggled twice and turned back to continue playing his own game.

Pei Zhonghuan: “…”

This little thing actually ignored him.

He snorted, turned his head away and ignored Doudou.

"What do you want to do with my eldest brother's family?"

"Since they've taken care of Doudou for a while, let's leave them 5% of the shares."

Five percent of the shares is neither too little nor too much. If they get dividends every year, they can get millions, which is enough to cover their family's living expenses.

"Okay, I'll have my lawyer prepare the share transfer document and have them sign it."

It would be more appropriate to give this share to Pei Zhicheng. Pei Hetong thought about it. He had finally taken away 7% of his shares, and if he was given 5% of the shares, who knows what he would do.