And at this time, Gozen Street.

Pei Nanxun was forced to stand in Peng Xitong's shop again.

The two men stared at each other with wide eyes.

Peng Xitong asked with some disgust: "Why are you here again?"

Pei Nanxun looked constipated, and even his voice was a little loveless.

"Do you think I want to come, my grandfather made a time with your grandfather and said that I would pick you up at noon to eat at your house."

"I said I wasn't available, so he simply asked my dad to give me a day off."

"I've bought all the gifts, let's go."

Peng Xitong originally wanted to ask him why he didn't find a reason to shirk it, but now it's okay, before she could ask, he said it all himself.

Helplessly, she had to close the store door and get into Pei Nanxun's sports car.

The two walked halfway, and Peng Xitong reminded him: "Our family is not like your family, we live in a big villa, our house is an ordinary building, don't think my family is small when the time comes."

Pei Nanxun didn't care about this.

"Grandpa Peng is a man of military merit, if it weren't for his own unwantedness, you could also live in the big villa now."

"Besides, I don't think the two of us are suitable, it's not because of anything else, don't look down on me, I'm not such a superficial person."

Peng Xitong thought for a while and asked, "Since you think the two of us are not suitable, why do you want to go to my house?"

"I told my grandfather that I don't like you, and my grandfather said he wouldn't force me, but he thinks you're very good."

"So, what he means is, we can get to know each other in one place, but I don't want to waste time, after all, I'm busy, you can see."

Pei Nanxun looked ahead, sneered, and asked her, "You are very busy, are you as busy as me?"

"You're so busy, you just tinker with your wood every day after school, right?"

"You occupy the best store on Gozen Avenue, but you close the door at every turn and can't find anyone, and you still sell those, those...... Messy things, you can earn back the rent after you calculate it in a month?"

Peng Xitong puffed out his cheeks and got angry, looked at Pei Nanxun with slanted eyes, and said angrily: "What do you mean by those messy things, that's my hobby, it's art, what do you know?"

"That's right, people like you who only make money, where will they understand what a hobby is?"

Pei Nanxun sighed, afraid of quarreling with her again, so he had to compromise and said, "Okay, you're right, I don't understand."

"But what if I told you that my hobby is to make money?"

Peng Xitong looked at the sly smile on his lips, and couldn't help choking him and said, "People who only know how to make money have no soul."

Hearing this, Pei Nanxun couldn't help laughing.

But looking back and seeing her puffed little face and that serious look, he still couldn't hold back in the end.

This girl grew up in the countryside, and I heard that high school was in the town.

The environment she is in and her age are the most pure.

So her eyes look very clear, like the spring water of a mountain stream, clean and not mixed with anything utilitarian.

These eyes made him, a man who has been immersed in the business for many years, feel ashamed after watching it for a long time.

If Pei Nanxun wasn't driving at the moment, he would have wanted to reach out and pinch her cute little face.

The face was originally round, but this anger is even rounder.

He suddenly stretched out his hand, rubbed the top of her hair and said, "Little girl, I have a soul."

He's not a walking corpse, so why doesn't he have a soul?

As soon as he thought of this, Pei Nanxun couldn't help but still want to laugh.