"No......" Pei Shengsheng was embarrassed to let Ronan carry the pot, "Not only is it not, but he has always said that the woman who chases you can line up to go around Huancheng three times, saying that you are very popular......"

It's just that she never took it seriously.

After all, how could the son in Mrs. Moran's mouth, who was still unmarried at an age, make her die blind, be popular.

Moreover, at the age of Mrs. Moran, she guessed that her son should be over thirty-five.

Pei Shengsheng added: "If my father is still alive now, he will only be forty, and he will ...... It's not a few years old. ”

So there's nothing wrong with her saying that.

The man stared at her with a cold gaze, "I'm not a few years old from forty?" ”

Pei Shengsheng blinked, "...... I'm guessing you're probably thirty-five, thinking that Madame Moran gave birth to you very early, and she said you were a handful of years. Look, I didn't think it was you, did I? You look like thirty at most. ”

When Shi Yuehan heard his mother say that he was old, there was an indescribable gloom on his face.

I heard Pei Shengsheng say that he was at most thirty, and his face was so dark that he couldn't speak.

"Your fourth uncle is relatively close, so my first reaction is him."

Pei Shengsheng sneered.

Her reason for admitting the wrong person should be unassailable.

He pursed his lips, moved again, and sneered word by word, "Then you can really look at people." ”

Pei Shengsheng nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, if Ronan gives me a little more accurate information, I will definitely not guess wrong." ”

Shi Yuehan bit the words and emphasized, "My fourth uncle is forty-three this year. ”

Pei Shengsheng: "...... Oh, he's pretty well maintained, then. ”

Shi Yuehan: "......"

At the time of the feast forty-three, she said that it looked thirty-five.

He was twenty-seven, and she said thirty.

She looked at Shi Yuehan, and the man didn't speak again, but just stared at her with cold eyes, giving people the illusion of danger.

Pei Shengsheng suddenly understood the meaning of his eyes, "It seems that Mrs. Moran is a late ......."

She didn't dare to continue the topic anymore.

Although I don't know his actual age, anyway, compared to the gap between her and his fourth uncle, he must have a large psychological shadow area......

"Ahem, let me introduce it formally. I'm your ......"

She stared at the cold, handsome, but angry man on the sofa.

When she didn't know, she called her husband as smoothly as she spoke.

Now that I really face him, I can't say the latter sentence.

Pei Shengsheng felt nervous in hindsight, and the more he looked at him, the faster his heart beated.

Shi Yuehan stared at the blush that slowly floated on her face, and her voice was cold, "Say, why don't you continue?" ”

"I'm your ......" Pei Shengsheng stammered, suddenly remembered something, and his voice changed, "Mr. Shi, if you mind, I don't have to say it." ”

Ronan had told her a few times about his cousin, that he had someone he liked, and that he had to talk to her about divorce to avoid letting her know his true identity.

Mrs. Moran set out to arrange the marriage, directly turning her son into a married woman, and she had never met in person.

Ronan had already said that to their young master, she was probably a scheming woman who coaxed his mother to achieve her goals.

So he didn't want to see her at all, and he didn't want her to know who he was, and she could understand that.

"Mr. Shi, let me state first, I don't calculate you because I want to marry you, you don't have any psychological burden! Now that you have found true love, we can get a divorce. She swore by it.