Chapter 298 Picky



This was the first time Meng Sheng met Pei Yu. He had often seen him on many financial channels, financial channels, various technology conferences, or news reports before.

He was also very handsome, especially his nose and eyes, which were about 60% similar to Pei Sui. His cold and solemn aura was exactly the same, and even his temperament seemed somewhat similar.

Cold and doesn't talk much.

You are indeed brothers.

Meng Sheng smiled at him and said, "Thank you."

Pei Yu said, "Come in, the guests are all in grandma's yard."

Pei Sui nodded and walked in with Meng Sheng.

The interior decoration style of the Pei family is as elegant as that of an ancient courtyard.

Arriving at the second courtyard, a bluestone path winds through a moon-shaped gate. The walls on both sides are covered with locust trees, and a lotus pond is dug in the middle. The dense rain falls on the water, creating layers of ripples.

The koi at the bottom of the pond occasionally jump up lightly and peck at the lotus leaves, disturbing the dragonflies resting on the leaves.

Arriving at the third courtyard, Meng Sheng stood under the corridor and could hear the wind chimes swaying in the air in the hexagonal pavilion not far away. The clear and pleasant sound of the bells was like a graceful music, praising the romance of early summer.

The two of them walked neither fast nor slow.

Pei Sui pointed to the moon-shaped gate on the other side of the road, "That's the courtyard where I used to live."

There aren't many people in the Pei family. Although his yard is still being cleaned, he rarely comes back to live here.

Meng Sheng smiled and sighed, "The scenery in this courtyard is really nice. Now I suddenly understand why those rich ladies in ancient times loved to visit gardens and enjoy the scenery. Seeing such a scenery can calm people's hearts."

"There's a red plum garden over there in the fifth courtyard. It's also very beautiful when it snows in winter."

Pei Sui paused as he spoke.

In the fifth courtyard, apart from Cui Xueheng and the servants who took care of her, no one else lived there.

He never stepped into that yard easily.

The last time, it was because Cui Xueheng took the initiative to go find Meng Sheng.

"Let's go, grandma and Pei Huan live in the fourth courtyard." He interrupted his thoughts and took her hand and walked towards the fourth courtyard.

Because there were so many guests today, the banquet was not held in the dining room where the old lady usually ate, but in the right hall of the fourth courtyard.

The guests were not received in the main hall, but in the large flower hall in the left courtyard.

Although the exterior still has an antique design, the furnishings and layout inside are quite modern, with only some small objects and details retaining the elegant charm of ancient times.

When they reached the veranda outside the flower hall, Pei Sui stopped and asked her sideways, "Are you nervous?"

Meng Sheng was stunned for two seconds when he heard this.

Thinking of the reminder in the text message, she really didn't feel worried or scared.

He laughed and said, "Why should I be nervous? Why do you look even more nervous?"

"No." Pei Sui squeezed her palm and said, "Just don't be nervous. There are quite a few people here today. I'll take care of everything."

Meng Sheng nodded, "Well, don't worry."

Seeing them coming, a servant entered the hall and said to the old lady, "Madam, the second young master and Miss Meng are here."

The room fell silent, and everyone turned to look towards the door.

Soon, two very well-matched and beautiful figures walked in from the door.

Meng Sheng wore light makeup today, which made her delicate, fair, oval face look absolutely gorgeous and bright. However, her aura was like a stream flowing under the melting snow in early spring, clear and quiet with a hint of coolness.

Today, Pei Sui's cold and clear appearance showed a rare bit of laziness and comfort, which reduced the sense of distance between them and made him less daunting.

There were already quite a few people in the room, and everyone's eyes were on Meng Sheng.

Looking around, Meng Sheng only saw many heads inside.

Countless heads.

She couldn't help but pause, not because of stage fright, but because of a little surprise.

The old lady didn't intend to make a big deal about her birthday today. The people who came were only her close friends and relatives, but it seemed like there were quite a lot of people there.

When they came to their senses, the old lady had been helped up and was walking towards them with a kind and relieved smile on her face.

"Shengsheng, come quickly, you are here, welcome, welcome."

Meng Sheng took a few quick steps, took the old lady's hand, and put on a gentle smile. "Grandma Pei, I wish you a happy birthday, a long and healthy life, and may you be blessed like the long flowing water of the East China Sea and live as long as the evergreen pines of the Southern Mountains."

After saying that, he handed the bouquet of flowers in his hand to the old lady.

The old lady was really surprised.

Then she took it and said with a smile, "Oh, Shengsheng, you are so thoughtful. I never thought that one day, an old woman like me would receive flowers."

As soon as the old lady finished speaking, a woman dressed in elegant clothes came over.

She held the old lady's arm and said with a smile, "It's said that the little girl is very clever. Look, she said something nice and gave a thoughtful gift. Look at how beautiful these flowers are."

Meng Sheng felt a little embarrassed, and Pei Sui beside her introduced her, "This is my aunt. Aunt."

Meng Sheng suddenly realized.

Old Mrs. Pei has a son and a daughter. Her eldest son, Pei Sui’s father, died of illness more than ten years ago.

My daughter married the chairman of Ling Group, a Beijing-based company that started out as a luxury leather goods company.

She was gentle and polite, and called her "Auntie" generously. Aunt Pei happily accepted, took her hand affectionately, and introduced her to the rest of the people.

After going through this circle and recognizing his uncle, aunt, auntie, cousins, Meng Sheng was a little confused.

There are really not many things I wrote down, my mind is so confused.

What she could remember immediately was Pei Sui's uncle and aunt, who looked at her coldly and never smiled.

She didn't even need to guess, she knew that this was probably because she had heard something from Cui Xueheng and had developed a prejudice against her.

But it doesn't matter.

Pei Sui was not close to them, and she had no intention of rushing to curry favor with them.

It's good enough if you can just do the superficial work.

Before she had even finished identifying the person, Pei Sui had already stepped in to rescue her. Aunt Pei watched, smiling and jokingly saying, "Oh, I never knew Ah Sui was such a loving wife. You're heartbroken just because he's taking her to identify a servant?"

Others were laughing and teasing.

Pei Sui remained calm, introduced a few people to her, pulled her to sit down, and asked the servant to bring two cups of tea.

Everyone looked at this scene, some sneered, some found it novel and unexpected, but more people were a little picky after looking at it.

After all, Meng Sheng and Shang Boyu's marriage caused a lot of controversy, and many people had read the reports.

The label of second marriage was firmly fixed on her and she couldn't get rid of it no matter what.

For this reason alone, many people think that she is not worthy of Pei Sui.

Aunt Pei had this in mind when she pulled her over to introduce herself just now, just to test her ability to respond.

The atmosphere in the flower hall was not tense, but rather harmonious.

Pei Huan was the most casual one among the crowd. He sat directly next to Meng Sheng and started talking to her.

Not long after, a servant came in and said to the old lady, "Madam, the Gu family is here."

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