Chapter 108 The merchant's "fear of his wife" gene is ingrained in his bones!
"..."
Shen Yunrou craned her neck curiously, trying to see which family's socialite daughter she was.
Girls who manage to marry into wealthy families must come from very prominent backgrounds.
Look ahead.
Despite repeated attempts, all I could see were heads.
Just then, another message came from ahead:
"Her clothes and appearance were very ordinary, unlike those of a socialite or heiress, but she had a very good temperament."
"Perhaps, Master Shang doesn't care about social status?"
"I heard that the young master of the merchant family has also returned."
Young master of a merchant?
Hearing this, Shen Yunrou's eyes lit up, and she immediately felt that she had hope again.
Even if you can't match Shang Shiyan, the others are pretty good too.
As long as it can be associated with a business...
Shen Yunrou glanced at the man beside her, a hint of disgust flashing in her eyes.
——
At the birthday banquet.
Mr. Shang and his wife sat in the main seats.
Shang Shiyan sat on the right, with Pei Jinwu sitting right next to him.
Opposite them were Shang Xun's parents.
Further down are some of the merchant's very important relatives.
Shang Shiyan's parents have never appeared in public to this day.
Rumor has it that the two died long ago.
Some say that the two have special professions and it is inconvenient for them to appear in public.
All eyes were fixed on the unfamiliar girl with curiosity.
They had only heard that she was the old man's savior, but as they watched further...
The relationship between Shang Shiyan and her seems to be more than just ordinary.
"she is……"
Shang Xun's mother, the second wife of the Shang family, leaned close to her son who was eating and asked in a low voice, "Your eldest brother personally brought her here just now."
During the meal, they were constantly serving food and peeling shrimp, treating her like a little princess.
She had never seen him like this before.
"Huh?" Shang Xun had been eating fried chicken and bread every day abroad, and now that he was finally able to enjoy some delicious food, he didn't even bother to say anything. He glanced at the two people across from him who were being all lovey-dovey, and mumbled, "My future sister-in-law."
He had already asked Feng Zhi about it.
This little wild girl is the apple of my eye.
We mustn't offend them.
"Future sister-in-law?" The second wife exclaimed in surprise, her gaze towards Pei Jinwu gradually turning curious. "She is quite cute, but she's a bit young, isn't she?"
"Don't let her young age fool you, she's incredibly wild."
Shang Xun finished eating, wiped his mouth, and was almost ready to give a thumbs up. "Forget it, I can't explain it to you."
He needed to find a way to get closer to his sister-in-law and then ask her about racing.
We've almost finished eating.
Furthermore, unable to bear the stares from those around him, Shang Shiyan took the person away.
After all, their relationship is still innocent, and it's not the right time for them to meet each other's parents.
Shang Shiyan didn't plan to make a fuss at this time and introduce her to his family.
Back in the lounge.
Shang Shiyan had just poured Pei Jinwu a glass of water and hadn't even spoken when he saw a head at the door.
"Big brother..."
Shang Xun clung to the door, staring at him expectantly.
To be precise, he was staring at Pei Jinwu.
That look... it's like staring intently at some delicious food, practically drooling.
Could it be that he really fell in love with Wuwu at first sight?
What are you doing?
Shang Shiyan handed the cup to Pei Jinwu, turned around and stood in front of the girl, staring coldly at Shang Xun.
"Brother, I'm looking for Miss Pei." Shang Xun felt guilty after being glared at, and hurriedly explained, "Please don't misunderstand, I have something important to ask her."
There is absolutely no improper thought on my part.
Perhaps it's because she spends time with her older brother, but her future sister-in-law, despite her young age, has an incredibly strong presence.
Forget about wanting to, just getting close to him gives me the creeps.
"Serious business?" Shang Shiyan narrowed his eyes, a wicked smile playing on his lips. "What serious business could you possibly have?!"
"..."
Shang Xun clutched his chest, indicating that he was very hurt.
Although he may not be a very respectable person, the things he asks are absolutely serious.
"Miss Pei..." Knowing that his elder brother wouldn't work, Shang Xun placed his hopes on Pei Jinwu, "Would it be convenient to ask you something?"
"inconvenient."
Pei Jinwu didn't even look up, and directly refused.
The person who sprayed her face with ash on the street, didn't apologize, and even threatened to tie her up and take her to the competition venue?
What's there to say to him?
That's rude.
"..."
Shang Xun was almost in tears. In her anxiety, she blurted out, "Miss Pei, sister-in-law...?"
"..."
Pei Jinwu's hand trembled, and she almost choked.
What is that?
"What are you saying!" Shang Shiyan paused for two seconds, stepped forward and patted Shang Xun's head, warning in a deep voice, "What are you yelling about?"
Although it was meant as a lesson, there was not a trace of anger in his words.
Even... a little smug.
"It's bound to happen sooner or later," Shang Xun muttered, staring pitifully at Shang Shiyan. "Big brother, please put in a good word for me. It's really urgent about the F1 race."
With less than two weeks until the competition, he must quickly increase his speed.
Since that inhuman J-car god wasn't participating, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and go on.
"F1 racing?"
Shang Shiyan turned and glanced at the pretty young girl, frowning slightly: "What does Wuwu know about F1?!"
“She understands!” Shang Xun raised his voice and answered with great certainty: “Brother, you don’t know, on the way here just now, my sister-in-law rode her electric scooter and left me far behind.”
You know, he was riding a motorcycle that had been modified at an exorbitant price!
I'm too ashamed to say it, I want to cry.
"..."
Shang Shiyan remained silent, looking thoughtfully at the little girl's face.
F1 racing?
Pei Jinwu really didn't want to talk to him, but upon hearing this, she had no choice but to say, "Let him in."
"..."
After a two-second silence, Shang Shiyan raised his chin and said in a somber tone, "Come in."
Just who is this girl?
"oh."
Shang Xun looked at his elder brother's meek and submissive demeanor, touched his hair, and was quite surprised.
I thought my older brother could keep the little wild girl in check, but now it seems...
He thinks too highly of his older brother.
"Miss Pei...
Standing in front of Pei Jinwu, Shang Xun didn't dare to straighten his back and said guiltily, "I wasn't trying to overtake you on the highway."
“It’s not about overtaking.” Pei Jinwu put down her cup and glanced at the oranges on the table.
The next second.
Shang Shiyan skillfully picked it up, peeled it, and placed it on the plate next to her.
"..."
Shang Xun was dumbfounded.
Tsk.
This merchant has that damned "henpecked husband" gene ingrained in his very being!
"When you parked your motorcycle, the exhaust fumes hit my face..." Pei Jinwu chewed on an orange, her cheeks puffed out, her cold voice tinged with a hint of cuteness, "But you didn't apologize to me!"
The key words are the last few words.
Pei Jinwu deliberately emphasized the tone.
"I wasn't paying attention." Shang Xun finally understood, bowing and scraping, and sincerely apologized: "Miss Pei, I'm so sorry."
"OK."
She sprayed him in the face as revenge, and that was the end of that feud. "So, what do you want to ask me?"
"May I ask, who taught you to drive?" Shang Xun avoided Pei Jinwu's eyes and asked cautiously, "You must be able to drive a race car too, right?"
He could tell from his technique that he was definitely a race car driver.
"I can't answer that for you."
Pei Jinwu raised an eyebrow, her tone incredibly languid.
"Why?"
Shang Xun's gaze dimmed, wondering if he had offended her again.
"because……"
Pei Jinwu rested her chin on one hand, slightly lifted her eyelids, and said in a slow, deliberate tone, "I taught myself."
Self-taught?
Shang Xun stood there, his clear eyes gleaming with foolishness.
He went to kindergarten, you can't fool him!
——
good evening.
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