Yan Qiao looked somewhat impatient. "What exactly do you want to say?"
He rambled on and on about all sorts of random things, like an old woman's foot-binding cloth.
Pei Yunzhi's expression stiffened, and he returned to the original topic: "I'd like to help you with your college application questions."
Yan Qiao gave an "oh" and asked, "What university did you go to?"
"Yancheng Foreign Languages University is currently preparing for the postgraduate entrance examination."
Yan Qiao realized that she and Yan Yaoyao went to the same university.
Yan Qiao then asked, "What language did you major in?"
"German."
What about a second foreign language?
Japanese.
Yan Qiao nodded. "How far have you progressed?"
Pei Yunzhi glanced at Pei Jingzhan, feeling somewhat smug.
He originally thought that Yan Qiao was definitely devoted to Pei Jingzhan.
After all, Master Pei was incredibly influential in Yancheng, and countless women wanted to climb up to him.
In retrospect, Yan Qiao was nothing special.
He made a slight gesture of goodwill, and she immediately rushed over.
Pei Yunzhi puffed out his chest with great pride and said, "I wouldn't dare say I'm an expert, but I'm definitely proficient. Besides these two languages, my English is also pretty good. But since it's a language I've been learning since I was little, I didn't major in English."
Yan Qiao chuckled, her tone mocking: "So what do you have to be proud of?"
Pei Yunzhi was stunned. Her expression changed so quickly that he thought he was hallucinating.
Her tone didn't sound like she was praising someone.
"What did you say?"
Yan Qiao repeated herself tirelessly, "I said, what's there to be proud of? I'm not comparing you to your uncle now, but at the same age, can you compare to your uncle in his twenties?"
Pei Yunzhi's expression changed drastically, and the humiliation of being belittled surged into his mind.
His second branch of the Pei family failed in its power grab and was driven out of the Pei family like a drowning dog.
Pei Yunzhi blamed all the contempt he suffered on Pei Jingzhan.
If asked who he dislikes the most, Pei Jingzhan would be the first to come to mind.
Naturally, she couldn't stand being outdone by Pei Jingzhan.
His original thought was that Pei Jingzhan finally had a woman by his side, and that she had a weakness.
He could start with Yan Qiao, take her away, and then dump her cruelly.
Pei Jingzhan was left looking at the person he loved, whom he had discarded like trash.
Yan Qiao looked at him strangely. Pei Yunzhi was imagining some dramatic scene, and his expression was quite varied.
Sometimes filled with hatred, sometimes ruthless and satisfying.
Yan Qiao grinned, "Does he have a split personality?"
Pei Jingzhan smiled faintly, "Perhaps?"
Pei Yunzhi immediately snapped out of his daze and reverted to his initial harmless demeanor.
“Yan Qiao, you’re right. Of course I can’t compare to my uncle. At least I’m not as ruthless as him and I can’t bring myself to do anything cruel to my family.”
Yan Qiao: "..." This is trying every possible way to make her look bad.
"Excuse me for asking, how did you get into a foreign language university? Did you grow your head just to make yourself look taller? How tall are you anyway?"
Yan Qiao said a lot, leaving Pei Yunzhi unsure whether to refute her first or get angry.
My mouth couldn't keep up with my brain, and I reflexively answered, "180."
Yan Qiao clicked her tongue, "You're not even as tall as your uncle, and you're not as good-looking as him either. Who gave you the courage to put yourself on the same level as him and compare yourself to him?"
Pei Yunzhi's face turned bright red with anger.
He was originally fair-skinned, but now he looks like Guan Yu with a red face.
He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm still young, I can still grow taller."
Yan Qiao continued to berate him, counting on her fingers: "Your education is inferior to his, your abilities are inferior, and your life experience is insufficient. Can youth fill your stomach? It's not something to brag about. He may be older than you, but you may not even have the chance to live to that age."
Using age to attack others is shameful in itself.
Who doesn't get old? But not everyone has the opportunity to get old.
Pei Yunzhi was left speechless, his initial confidence turning into self-doubt, and he ultimately chose to leave in a sorry state.
Pei Jingzhan's smile never faded.
He was so happy to be praised by his wife.
Seeing him laughing so heartily, Yan Qiao kicked him under the table.
"What are you laughing at? Someone is insulting you, and you can still laugh."
Pei Jingzhan reached out and hooked his little finger around hers.
"Didn't you praise me?"
Yan Qiao felt quite pleased with herself when she was arguing with someone, but now, thinking back on it, she was actually a little embarrassed.
Every word they said was praising him; he must be so proud of himself.
She muttered, "Only I can bully you."
They defended their own interests with unwavering confidence.
Pei Jingzhan chuckled softly, then held her hand and kissed it, as devoutly as a believer.
"I'll only let you bully me."
Yan Qiao felt as if her fingertips had been burned; the sensation and tingling sensation traveled through her nerves and connected to her heart.
She quickly pulled her hand away, scolding, "Be careful, we're still outside!"
Pei Jingzhan looked at his hands and sighed.
"In the past, when I wanted kisses and hugs, I would call her 'sweetie,' but now I have to be careful even when holding hands."
Yan Qiao was amused by his glib tongue, "You're getting more and more frivolous! Well, you only have yourself to blame!"
Looking at her smiling face, Pei Jingzhan suddenly felt at peace.
Just watching her quietly was enough to give him a sense of satisfaction.
Yan Qiao's smile vanished, and she said in a charmingly domineering tone, "Why are you looking at me? You're not allowed to look!"
Pei Jingzhan wouldn't listen, his gaze roaming freely over her pretty face.
"Qiaoqiao, I'm not afraid you'll be angry."
Yan glanced at him and said, "Is there anything in this world that you're afraid of?"
Pei Jingzhan said self-deprecatingly, "I originally thought there wasn't one."
But ever since he met Yan Qiao, he has become afraid of losing her.
I'm afraid you won't want me anymore.
Pei Yunzhi's words should have left no trace in his mind.
Yet it left a ripple.
He is indeed old, much older than Yan Qiao.
Once she goes to university, she'll definitely meet many boys her age.
They are young, energetic, and can accompany her as she freely enjoys her youth, spending every day together.
All of this made Pei Jingzhan feel anxious and uncertain.
Yan Qiao leaned forward slightly, pouting, "That won't do. I haven't even slept with you yet. It would be such a waste."
Pei Jingzhan's eyes revealed a hint of sorrow: "You only like my body."
Yan Qiao said matter-of-factly, "Yes, I told you long ago that I'm lusting after your body!"
What if I get old?
Yan Qiao smiled, pursing her lips, "I only like you, what does it have to do with whether you're old or not?"
If she likes younger girls, she can have plenty to choose from.
This might be the only one who has captured her heart.
Pei Jingzhan always knew how to push his luck: "Then have you forgiven me?"
Yan Qiao straightened her face and said, "Don't give me that, it's not that simple!"
One thing at a time, she likes him, but that doesn't stop her from holding a grudge.
I'm still angry.
Pei Jingzhan sighed in disappointment, "The task ahead is arduous and the road is long."
Yan Qiao looked at his slightly melancholy expression and couldn't help but laugh, resting her chin on her hand as she looked at him.
“Pei Bingjun, you are completely different from the Third Master Pei they told me about.”
The Third Master Pei, as described by Xi Luo and Ruan Cha, was like a living Yama of Yancheng, someone no one dared to look directly at.
Pei Jingzhan smiled and said, "In front of them, I am an elder, I am Third Master Pei. In front of you, I am Pei Bingjun."
A man who likes you, and only likes you.
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