If he were to enter politics, he would be controlled by his father, so now he can only go on blind dates arranged by his family.
When Grandpa Yang saw his smile, he was very alarmed; this grandson had slipped out of his control.
“Grandpa, she’s back, with my son,” Yang Yanzhou said casually.
Old Master Yang was stunned. Whose son?
Pei Zhuling has returned to China?
"I won't be spending the Spring Festival at home this year, and I'm sure you don't want to see me either," Yang Yanzhou said, and strode out of the study.
Meanwhile, Pei Zhuling was sitting in the Western restaurant of the InterContinental Hotel, drinking coffee.
I developed a habit of drinking a cup of coffee every morning while living abroad.
My son is sitting across from me eating a sandwich, his eyes curved like crescent moons.
"Mom, when is Dad coming to pick us up?" Zhouzhou looked at her expectantly.
Pei Zhuling smiled slightly, "He'll be here in a bit."
Zhouzhou's eyes lit up instantly, and she ate the sandwich with gusto.
"Pei Zhuling, what are you doing here?"
She looked up and saw Chen Niaoshu, a hint of coldness flashing in her eyes.
Pei Zhuling simply nodded to her, not intending to talk to her any further.
The two had never gotten along since childhood. She felt that Chen Niaoshu was too fake, so she consciously kept her distance.
Pei Zhuling also grew up in a compound, but she lived at her maternal grandmother's house.
"Are you married?" Chen Niaoshu asked the boy sitting next to her.
Pei Zhuling glanced at her and smiled, "Soon."
"Having a child out of wedlock?"
Chen Niaoshu reacted quickly, saying with disdain.
Zhouzhou sensed the unpleasant gaze and glared at her.
Pei Zhuling sipped her coffee slowly, showing no sign of anger.
She has been abroad for many years and has received a lot of strange looks.
"Miss Chen,"
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