Chapter 70: Appreciating a masterpiece: Telepathy

Pei Yuning didn't expect him to reply so quickly. Just as he was about to type to tell him the reason for his apology, Shang Yanci called him directly via video call.

In the quiet carriage, the sound of the ringing was very abrupt and harsh.

Pei Yuning refused to answer the video call and sent him a text message: [Ayan, I'm on my way home, it's not convenient for me to answer the video call now.]

Ah Yan: [What does Madam mean by "I'm sorry"? Do you want to break off the engagement?]

Hmm? What on earth gave him this illusion?

Pei Yuning quickly tapped the keyboard: [Of course not! I just reflected deeply and I deeply apologize for eating snacks behind your back last night.]

Ah Yan: [Well, I accept your apology. No need to reflect on it any further.]

Pei Yuning sighed in his heart: [Ayan, I will compensate you.]

Ah Yan: [Thank you, Princess. It is a great honor.]

Pei Yuning looked at his reply with complicated thoughts in her mind. The little favorability points that Ah Yan had worked so hard to build up with her brother had plummeted again just because she ate junk food. Maybe it was even negative now. The road ahead was long and difficult.

After returning to Yuhua Mingyuan and having dinner, Pei Yuning sat on the sofa and played with his aunt.

The elders in the family carefully checked the items of dowry. The long list was dizzying.

The dowry that Jiang Xunzhi bought was also put in by Old Madam Pei, but Pei Yuning was not informed.

Firstly, Jiang Xun knew and asked her to keep it secret, and secondly, the dowry prepared by the elders was a gift to bless the newlyweds for a happy marriage, so it was not appropriate to refuse it. If Pei Yuning knew about it, she would definitely not accept it.

Song Qingyi called her on video, and Pei Yuning put on her Bluetooth headset before she dared to answer. After all, her best friend always spoke in a restricted manner, and she didn't want to make a fool of herself in front of her elders.

Pei Yuning: "Tilting."

Song Qingyi looked at the pretty lady on the screen and said enviously, "Shang Yanci is so lucky that he can hold you to sleep every day."

Pei Yuning smiled and said, "You're welcome to hug me. I don't need him anymore since I have you."

Song Qingyi: "I refuse to be a light bulb. You will be married tomorrow. Have you considered the wedding date? When do you plan to let me be your bridesmaid?"

Pei Yuning: "Not yet. At that time, the elders of the two families discussed and decided to hold the wedding after my relationship with Yan was stable."

Song Qingyi: "Your current relationship is like graphite composed of carbon."

Graphite is a typical layered molecular structure. The hexagonally arranged carbon atoms interact with each other through van der Waals attraction, which makes the physical and chemical properties of graphite very stable and not easy to produce new variable reactions.

Pei Yuning smiled and said, "The wedding should be within this year."

Song Qingyi held her face in her hands and said with a smile, "Who knows, I might even hold a wedding in front of you."

Pei Yuning was surprised: "When did you get a man? And one that you want to get married to."

Song Qingyi poked the screen with her finger: "Stop your divergent thinking, I am a passive blind date, I have met more than 50 men this week, and now I want to vomit when I see a man, I am really convinced."

Song Qingyi continued, "I met Xu Wei when I was on a blind date. She was also on a blind date. But the bald fat man sitting opposite her was old enough to be her father. Fortunately, the man sitting opposite me was a handsome guy, otherwise it would be even more troublesome."

Pei Yuning frowned slightly: "Doesn't your uncle love you very much? Why did he suddenly arrange for you to go on a blind date?"

Song Qingyi's mother died of illness when she was in elementary school. Later, Song's father never remarried, and Song Qingyi was the only daughter. He was always too indulgent towards her, which led to her current unscrupulous and cruel character.

Song Qingyi got a headache when she thought of the reason, and sighed, "Because I've been acting crazy when I'm drunk lately, and I've been smashing antiques at home, so my dad wants to find someone to cure my epilepsy."

Pei Yuning imagined the scene at that time. Song Qingyi was like a little devil, smashing antiques one after another for fun. Song's father looked painful, but he couldn't bear to beat her. He was also worried that she would be hurt by the fragments.

Pei Yuning couldn't help laughing out loud, her tears soaking her eyelashes. She slowly stopped laughing and said unconvincingly, "It's not funny."

Song Qingyi: "How about you laugh for a while?"

Pei Yuning shook his head: "No, no."

Song Qingyi: "It's obvious that video chatting with you didn't soothe the pain in my heart. I'm hanging up now."

Pei Yuning tried to persuade him, "How about we talk about it again?"

"There's only one chance, and I won't stop for anyone." After saying that, Song Qingyi blew her a kiss, and hung up the video the next second.

Pei Yuning shook her head and chuckled. She didn't know what kind of man Qingqing would meet in the future.

She sat in the hall for a while and when she stood up to go upstairs, her grandmother called her.

Madam Pei: "Ningning, the merchants will come to pay the tribute at 8 o'clock tomorrow morning. Grandma has found a makeup artist for you. Go to bed early tonight and get up early tomorrow."

Pei Yuning: "Okay, got it."

After washing and taking care of her skin, Pei Yuning lay on the bed, ready to video call Shang Yanci.

There was a knock on the bedroom door, and the maid said, "My lady, my aunt asked the kitchen to prepare some vanilla milk."

Pei Yuning sat up: "Come in."

The maid opened the door, walked in, and put the vanilla milk in her hand on the bedside table: "It's just been brewed. Let it cool for a while."

Pei Yuning: "Thank you."

"You're too polite, young lady." The maid left the bedroom.

During this period of time, everyone has seen that the aunt is really caring for the eldest daughter, and they all think that the eldest daughter has made a good match. The aunt is not only approachable, gentle and polite, but most importantly, she is very obedient to the eldest daughter and is used to caring for her.

No matter what others say about generational divisions or whether there is benefit or not, the most important thing is to live a happy life. There are many people in this world who say the grapes are sour because they cannot eat them.

Pei Yuning made a video call to Shang Yanci.

The call was answered quickly, and a deep, mellow voice rang out in her bedroom: "I was just about to call you."

Pei Yuning saw on the screen that Shang Yanci was standing in the bathroom, her nightgown loosely tied, revealing a large area of ​​her chest.

Her hair was still wet and was pulled back, revealing her graceful brow bones. Water droplets meandered down behind her ears, and the red kiss marks and bite marks on her collarbones were wet, sparkling under the cold white light.

Shang Yanci noticed where Pei Yuning's gaze was, raised his slender white fingers, and slowly stroked the ambiguous mark on his collarbone, and asked in a low voice: "Are you admiring your masterpiece?"

Pei Yuning lowered her phone, revealing the kiss mark on her collarbone: "Let you admire my masterpiece."

As she moved and spoke, Shang Yanci's breathing became heavier, and the look in his eyes when he looked at her was hot and seductive, without any attempt to conceal it.

His tone was frank and frivolous, and he said nonchalantly: "Madam, if you do this, I will have a hard time sleeping tonight. As compensation, you are not allowed to interrupt the video tonight."

Pei Yuning's cheeks flushed softly, and she said softly, "I didn't intend to hang up."

Shang Yanci chuckled: "It seems that my wife and I are in tune with each other."

Pei Yuning: "Ayan, put down your phone first and blow dry your hair. It's inconvenient to hold it all the time."

"Okay." Shang Yanci put his phone on the sink, took out the hair dryer, adjusted the gear, and started to blow dry his hair. "Have you had the vanilla milk?"

Pei Yuning: "It's still hot, wait a moment."

"Yeah." Shang Yanci's Adam's apple rolled sexily, and she inevitably thought of the times when she would also say one of these words.

The fire that was just aroused by her collarbone kiss has not yet been extinguished, and it is now even more intense because of her words.

After blowing his hair dry, Shang Yanci picked up his mobile phone, walked out of the bathroom, turned off the light, and lay down on the bed, completing the series of actions in one go.

Pei Yuning just took a sip of the vanilla milk when he saw that Shang Yanci's room was completely dark: "A Yan, did you turn off the lights?"

"Hmm." Shang Yanci's voice was deep, and the camera turned around, no longer showing his face.

Pei Yuning continued to drink the vanilla milk without noticing anything, the corners of her lips stained with pure white milk.

With a restrained low moan from the other side, Pei Yuning was almost choked by the vanilla milk in her mouth. She immediately turned down the volume of her phone. Her cheeks and ears instantly turned red. She said in a coquettish and shy tone: "A Yan, what are you doing?!"

Shang Yanci put it simply: "I am doing it."