Early in the morning, Xu Sichen lay on the bed and refused to get up to go to work. The blanket was pulled off, revealing his long legs. He turned his head and looked at Li Mirui with a wronged expression.
"Stop this nonsense and get up." Li Mirui said, throwing her shirt and suit pants on the bed. "When I was in school, getting up wasn't this difficult for me. Hurry up."
Xu Sichen looked at Li Mirui with his peach blossom eyes and said, "Wife, I can't get up. I was exhausted last night."
Li Mirui braced one leg against the bed and slapped his butt: "Hurry up, people downstairs are waiting for us to have breakfast."
"Then kiss me..." Xu Sichen closed his eyes, making the beauty mark under his eye even more noticeable.
When Li Mirui was young, she never thought about what she would do if Xu Sichen was still unreliable when she got older.
But she still kissed him.
Xu Sichen pressed the person down onto the bed: "Why eat? We'll eat at the company." As he spoke, he kissed him.
Li Miru hugged Xu Sichen's waist, silently counting down in her mind...
When the count reached one, the doorbell rang, followed by the sound of the door opening.
"Si Chen, where did you put the meeting documents?" A man in a suit and tie stood at the door, wearing gold-rimmed glasses on his high nose, looking refined and gentlemanly.
Xu Sichen gently bit Li Mirui, then got up and put on his shirt: "Brother, you wait."
Xu Sichen's cousin, Pei Xiuyan, is the chairman of the Pei Group and also the president of the world-renowned Astor University.
Li Mirui lay in bed, unable to suppress a laugh. Besides her, the only one who could control him was Pei Xiuyan.
Xu Sichen leaned down and pinched Li Mirui's cheek: "You're so happy to bully your husband?"
Pei Xiuyan sat on the sofa, holding a book that Xu Sichen had only read halfway through, titled "How Men Protect Their Kidneys." He pushed up his glasses and flipped through a couple of pages.
"Brother." Xu Sichen, dressed in a gray suit and wearing a watch worth millions, asked, "Weren't the meeting documents downstairs?"
Li Mirui came out of the bedroom: "It's in the study. I brought it back yesterday and read two pages." She did it on purpose, otherwise Xu Sichen might not get up for a while.
Pei Xiuyan put down his book and stood up. He lowered his gaze and said, "I think it's necessary to remind you that if you're not feeling well, go to the hospital."
Xu Sichen's gaze fell on the coffee table: "That's what your son Pei Lan is looking at." He doesn't need to look at this stuff; he's not seventy or eighty years old anymore.
“...”
When the three of them went downstairs, they saw Pei Lan wearing an apron and serving porridge. Side dishes and steamed buns were already prepared, as well as fried dough sticks.
"Brother, could you help me carry this?"
Pei Lan's older brother, Pei Kaixin, was lying on the sofa with one long leg draped over the back of the sofa. He also had glasses perched on his nose, but to prevent them from falling off, he had attached a chain to his silver glasses and hung them around his neck.
"No, I'm tired..." Pei Kaixin said, closing his eyes. He had committed many evil deeds in his past life, which is why he became a university professor in this life.
He lacked professional ethics; he simply hoped that students wouldn't need to attend classes, would rely entirely on self-study, and would graduate and find jobs directly after four years...
After Pei Lan put down the porridge, he went over. He wasn't tired when he was busy taking care of his sister-in-law, but as soon as it came to work, he was like a dandelion, easily blown apart.
Xu Sichen walked over and rested his hand on the back of the sofa: "Is this how you bully your brother?"
“Young people should exercise more, it’s good for them. I can’t, I’m too old, my arms…” Pei Kaixin said, sitting up. “Sorry, you’re older, I’ll leave this to you…”
Xu Sichen slapped Pei Kaixin on the back of the head. Who do you think you are? You can't bully him outside, but you can't at home?
Pei Kaixin rubbed the back of his head and looked at Xu Sichen: "How old are you, hitting a child..."
The house was bustling early in the morning. Zheng Tianming's father, Zheng Lin, brought his wife and daughter upstairs. It was a family tradition to have breakfast at home.
Pei Xiuyan's wife, Ye Yuncheng, came out of the room: "Wow, please save me a fried dough stick, thank you."
As soon as she finished speaking, Li Milui rushed to get it, but it was gone...
Xu Sichen, biting into a fried dough stick, said, "I'll finish this first and then we won't worry about that."
“I agree with you.” Zheng Lin took a bite of his porridge and drank some.
Ye Yuncheng glared at Xu Sichen and Zheng Lin: "Aren't you going to do anything about them?"
Pei Xiuyan went into the kitchen, took out a few fried dough sticks, and handed them to Ye Yuncheng: "In a bit, I'll take my wife to the company first?"
Pei Kaixin's wife, Bai Miaomiao, stretched out her hand: "Dad, I, I want a fried dough stick too."
Pei Lan's wife, Zheng Tianming's sister, Zheng Wanwan, stood to the side. She never asked for anything; she would eat what was available if there was any, and if there wasn't, she would eat what was available.
“Sometimes we don’t eat them at all, but when there aren’t any, we’ll fight over this one.” Pei Lan said as he walked into the kitchen and took out two fried dough sticks and a meat bun from the cupboard. His wife could never get anything to eat, so he had to save some for her every day.
Pei Kaixin sat up, and Bai Miaomiao ran over with a fried dough stick: "Let's each have half."
Li Mirui sat in the chair and held out her hand. Xu Sichen handed her a half-eaten fried dough stick: "..."
"Good girl," Li Milui said, picking up the bowl of porridge.
A group of people, who have been doing this for over ten or twenty years.
Zheng Lin handed the fried dough stick to Feng Xi, who was standing to the side: "If Tianming were here, we could grab more." As he spoke, he took out another one.
“...”
He's not slow either.
Pei Kaixin tore off a piece of fried dough stick and fed it to Bai Miaomiao beside him. Yesterday, everyone was fighting over steamed buns, and all the fried dough sticks were left over. They had soaked fried dough sticks for lunch. Today, however, they managed to grab them.
"Mengyu texted me saying she's coming back this afternoon," Bai Miaomiao said, her words slurred.
Xu Sichen took out his phone and glanced at it; how come he didn't know about this?
Li Mirui's heart was pounding. She had a feeling that Xu Mengyu's return at this time was definitely not for anything good.
Zheng Wanwan leaned against Pei Lan, taking small bites of her steamed bun: "Tianming said yesterday that he's coming back today, and the two of them might come back together."
Zheng Lin and Feng Xi looked up at Xu Sichen and his wife in unison; there was an 80% chance they were together.
Xu Sichen leaned back in his chair: "Why are you looking at me? I don't agree with Mengyu getting married so early. If you're in a hurry, then there's nothing I can do."
Zheng Lin, holding his leftover fried dough stick, leaned over and said, "We're brothers, why are you saying this?"
There's no way around it. If Xu Mengyu can become his daughter-in-law, then it's truly a blessing from our ancestors. Never mind, it's a blessing.
Xu Sichen, eating a fried dough stick, said, "Alright, I'll keep quiet about it..."
Li Milui pinched his outer thigh hard. What did he mean by tacitly agreeing? Can't you be a little more reliable? You sold your daughter with just a fried dough stick.
Feng Xi walked over with a smile. What goes around comes around. When she was making things difficult for Pei Lan, she never thought that she not only had a daughter, but also a son.
"We agreed to be in-laws..." Feng Xi said, sitting down next to Li Milui. "Isn't that true?"
"I told you, you can't be friends with a best friend for too long; she's bringing up old grudges from twenty years ago." Li Mirui sipped her porridge. Forget about a daughter-in-law, she already has a grandson...
Ye Yuncheng walked over. What could she do about her disappointing son? She put her hand on Feng Xi's shoulder: "Well, shouldn't we also put Pei Lan and Wanwan on the agenda...?"
Although the two had already registered their marriage, Pei Lan went on a mission on their wedding day and only returned recently, after which their relationship gradually warmed up.
No one should be wronged except the daughter-in-law. The wedding must be re-held. She was wronged too much in the first place. As the mother-in-law, she disagrees!
Feng Xi turned to Ye Yuncheng and said, "Then ask Wanwan. If she agrees, I have nothing to say." Actually, she was still a little upset. Pei Lan had abandoned her daughter and run away. How did she, as a mother, feel?
Li Milui understood and nodded: "As for Tianming's matter, you should ask Mengyu yourself. I don't care about her affairs."
Learn and apply immediately.
“With just the three of us, if we try to play these tricks, won’t we be full of holes?” Ye Yuncheng said, looking at Feng Xi and Li Mirui.
The three of them were speechless. They had all been a bit naive when they were young.
Pei Lan put his arm around Zheng Wanwan's waist and whispered, "Wife, let's have a wedding again, okay?"
“Okay, I agree,” Pei Kaixin said loudly from the side.
Zheng Wanwan shyly hid to the side.
Pei Lan pushed up her glasses and looked at Pei Kaixin: "Brother, we're going to be late for work!" What is this guy doing wandering around here instead of going to work!
Pei Kai casually put his hand on Pei Lan's shoulder: "How come I remember that we both work at the same university?"
“...”
Those who work from home are working, and those who lie down are lying down.
Bai Miaomiao lay alone on the sofa. She didn't have class that morning: [My darling, when are you coming back to be with me?]
Xu Mengyu lay on the sofa with a face mask on. Her flight was at ten o'clock, so she had plenty of time and wasn't in a hurry.
Zheng Tianming was folding clothes in the bedroom. The mother and son were returning home like they were on a fashion show, carrying a huge pile of clothes and accessories.
After receiving the text message, Xu Mengyu replied to Bai Miaomiao: "[When you get home tonight, if you miss me so much, send me a kiss.]"
Bai Miaomiao recorded a voice message, with a kissing sound.
Zheng Tianming held up two pairs of shoes: "Miss, is that pair worth 700,000?"
"The one on the left," Xu Mengyu said, then continued looking at her phone.
Zheng Tianming glanced at them and asked, "What about the ones on the right?" He thought these looked better.
"Ah, those shoes were worth 1.2 million, from the auction, and they're signed." Xu Mengyu finished speaking and pressed her phone: [It doesn't count if it's just through the phone; you have to kiss me on the cheek when we get home.]
Zheng Tianming put down his shoe: "You let Miaomiao kiss you, but you won't let me?" As he spoke, he lowered his head.
Xu Mengyu pressed against Zheng Tianming's chest with disdain: "How can that be the same?" Bai Miaomiao smelled sweet, her little mouth pouting, so soft and fluffy. And him?
Ignoring everything else, Zheng Tianming kissed Xu Mengyu's lips directly; he hadn't had enough kisses yet.
Xu Lu, wearing pajamas that were a bit too big and wobbling as she walked, placed her hand on her round belly and yawned, "Uncle Zheng, when are you going to finish kissing me? I'm hungry..."
Xu Mengyu pinched Zheng Tianming, "There's a child at home, can't you be more careful?"
Zheng Tianming stood up and kissed Xu Mengyu's lips twice more: "I'm going back this afternoon. Are you mentally prepared?"
"No," Xu Mengyu answered very decisively.
She had seen her father get angry; one kick could knock out a tooth, and that was considered mild. The worst was beyond words—it was too terrifying.
But her father had never been angry with her, so she felt uncertain and had no idea what to do.
Xu Lu was incredibly excited: "Mommy, Mommy, will Grandpa really like Lu Lu?" Grandpa was incredibly cool.
He had seen it in news reports and magazines; he was the youngest leader in the country, donating to hundreds of schools a year and establishing the Pei Family Nursing Home and an infant rescue station.
Xu Mengyu fell silent. She didn't want to lie to Xu Lu; whether she could like him or not was really hard to say.
Zheng Tianming thought to himself, as long as the kick didn't go too far, even if he liked it...
Xu Sichen is the king of the kids in the family because he is usually witty and humorous and likes to play with them. If they make a mistake, they can just hide behind him and get away with it with a few words.
The thought of going home and bringing this up made Xu Mengyu and Zheng Tianming lose their appetite, and they barely slept last night.
Xu Lu happily drank her porridge, knowing that her grandfather would love her when she got back!
“...”
After the meeting, Xu Sichen returned to his office and handed the documents to Li Milui, who was standing next to him: "Honey, tell them to do what they can, and if they can't, get out. But you have to be tactful. For example, say that agriculture is developing very well now, and they can try going back home to farm."
Li Mirui placed the documents on the table: "Alright, don't get so angry. Would you like coffee or tea?"
"Have some tea," Xu Sichen said, sitting down in a chair.
Li Mirui squinted: "You mean, the coffee I made doesn't taste good?"
"What are you saying, Miss? Can't we have tea with coffee beans?" Xu Sichen said, loosening his tie.
His wife used to like to innovate when she was young, but now her coffee has a strong unpleasant smell. It's not that it's undrinkable, but you can't drink it in two sips.
Li Mirui picked up the document: "Those people downstairs are always chasing after me asking me to make them coffee. You, on the other hand, don't know what's good for you." After saying that, she walked out.
Xu Sichen: "..."
Next month, they will each receive a 500 yuan bonus, which he will pay out of his own pocket. He's so pitiful.
but...
Xu Sichen took out his phone and sent Xu Mengyu a text message: "Why didn't you tell Dad you were coming back?"
He was very unhappy!
When Xu Mengyu received the text message, her eyelids twitched: "Dad, how have you been lately? Blood pressure, blood sugar, cholesterol, etc..."
Xu Sichen looked at it carefully: [What kind of question is that?] Why did you bring up cholesterol?
He is in excellent health.
Xu Mengyu was still worried: "I'll get home this afternoon. I'll take you for a checkup tomorrow. I've been seeing so many illnesses on the news lately, and I'm really scared."
Xu Sichen: [...]
Who did this child take after? Why does he talk so nonsensically?
Xu Mengyu was truly afraid of upsetting Xu Sichen to the point of injury. He cherished her like a precious gem, teaching her self-respect from a young age...
She secretly gave birth to the child without his knowledge, and without any official status or recognition. How could he not be anxious when he found out? Plus, there were so many elders in the family, and he was very concerned about his reputation.
"ah--"
Xu Mengyu rubbed her hair: "What should we do?"
Xu Lu thought Xu Mengyu had a headache, so she ran over and rubbed her temples, saying, "Lu Lu will take care of it for you!"
“...”
I'm really afraid this child will get kicked when he gets back.
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