There are two days left before the Mid-Autumn Festival,

Yin Zhuohua regarded these two days as the last free carnival, except for sleeping and enjoying life outside all day long.

Because after the Mid-Autumn Festival, if you want to go out, you have to follow a group of tails wherever you go.

Time flies,

On the second night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, as the saying goes, the moon is 16 round.

The full moon hung high, the Pei family's old house was brightly lit, and the invited guests at the banquet venue greeted each other with a glass of wine and a smile on their faces.

"Congratulations, old man, you've been talking to me every day about that child's leg for the past few years.

Aren't you happy to be able to stand up on crutches now? I said you're dead enough,

I found the medical team a year ago and can hide it until now, why are we still afraid that we old guys will cause sabotage? ”

"Lao Wang is right, Lao Pei, you are really not interesting! How many years have you been so cautious and careful,

Before the thing is done, you are hiding and not saying a word, and you are scared enough to scare us in a blockbuster.

You, you, your sons and daughters are better than the other, you are really jealous of me, you. ”

The people invited tonight are all the top magnates and dignitaries who live in all walks of life in the imperial capital, and they are generally about the same age as the old man.

Naturally, I talked to the old man the most, of course, there were those who talked with the funny old man and those who talked with Pei Tingli.

The funny old man over there turned into a business smirking old man, dealing with the old guys who had been doing business together since they were young,

Here, Sheng Lie's father Sheng Yan looked left and right at Pei Tingli in a wheelchair, and finally patted Pei Tingli's shoulder with a face full of relief:

"Court, good, good!"

"When your leg heals, then climb the mountain with your uncle to exercise."

Sheng Yan is a father who treats his children extremely strictly, and can even be described as iron-faced and selfless.

Although Sheng Lie was already the best among the children of the powerful in the imperial capital, he still had to be trained from time to time.

Because Sheng Yan admires Pei Tingli very much,

Pei Tingli is the legendary child of someone else's family in Sheng Yan's eyes, poor Sheng Lie has lived in the shadow of Pei Tingli since he was a child.

Fortunately, the handsome is more optimistic and positive than the husky attributes, otherwise he will be depressed.

Pei Tingli: "Okay. ”

"Thank you, uncle, for taking the time to come over today."

Pei Tingli can be regarded as respectful of Sheng Yan, after all, he was able to sit in the position of the ruler smoothly back then, and he also had Sheng Yan's support.

"Say thank you, yes, uncle is happy for you."

Sheng Yan was really happy for Pei Tingli, and drank it at home before he came.

After coming, I saw Pei Tingli stand up and drink a few more glasses happily, and he was already a little drunk.

Holding Pei Tingli's shoulders, he began to chatter that an elder would inevitably have:

"I've recently heard a lot about you and Zhuohua from the mouth of that stinky boy in Ari, it's good,

You're not too young, so hurry up and have a child in a year or two......"

After talking to Pei Tingli, he said to Yin Zhuohua.

"Zhuohua, have a good time with Tingli, Tingli, this kid has a good character, and he doesn't have to pick ...... in all aspects"

Yin Zhuohua wore a luxurious evening dress today, with French lazy makeup and luxurious and low-key jewelry, showing a noble and elegant atmosphere.

In the face of Sheng Yan's elder's nagging, he showed due patience, and when the people finished speaking, he smiled decently and answered:

"I will, uncle, don't worry."

Not far away, Yin Junhua and Sheng Lie were talking, and the two occasionally glanced over here,

One is to look at his sister and the other is to look at his father, the former cares about his sister's state, and the latter cares about what his father said about his son.

And Pei Wanlan, Pei Tingbai, Pei Jingshi, Yin Wenqing and others were wandering among the other invited guests.

Regarding the blockbuster news that Pei Tingli was suddenly able to stand up, they each had a ghost in their hearts.

The Mid-Autumn Festival has passed, and the evening breeze has been a little cool,

Because it was just a formal notification to the people in the circle, the dinner ended around 8 o'clock.

Under the rows of brightly lit street lamps, luxury cars symbolizing status drove out of the parking lot and left the Pei family's old house.

"Grandpa, let's go first, and we'll stop by my father-in-law and mother-in-law."

When Pei Jingshi and Yin Wenqing were about to leave, it was already more than 10 o'clock in the evening.

However, because there are still elders like Pei Wanlan who have not left, there is such a sentence.

The old man nodded: "Go back, if you want to go over, you will stay there for one night tonight, and I will pay attention to the rest of the child." ”

Yin Wenqing held Pei Jingshi's arm, probably because of the pregnancy, the smile became more and more soft, shy and moved and happy:

"Thank you grandpa for your concern, I will, Jingshi has taken care of me during this time."

The evening breeze blew, Pei Jingshi got in the car and glanced in the direction where Yin Zhuohua was.

What caught his eye was the scene of Pei Tingli holding Yin Zhuohua's hand and kissing his fingertips, and the corners of Yin Zhuohua's mouth were raised,

It seems to be a loving couple, such a picture is too dazzling for Pei Jingshi, and the bottom of his eyes is dark and inexplicable.

The dazzling headlights come on,

The black convoy that belonged to Pei Jingshi's warmth and affection soon left under the eyes of the Pei family.

People can always catch the gaze that stays on themselves, Yin Zhuohua bent over and whispered to Pei Tingli:

"I always feel that Pei Jingshi is holding back something."

I'm not afraid of people being demons, I'm afraid of people holding back their big moves behind their backs,

I don't know why, when she saw Pei Jing tonight, she inexplicably felt a little uneasy, and always felt that something was going to happen.

Pei Tingli squinted, and his ten fingers interlocked, and his thick and slightly rough palm passed to Yin Zhuohua's temperature and comforted Miss Yin, who was uneasy:

"Don't be afraid, I'm here."

Obviously, no matter how short and ordinary a sentence is, it made Yin Zhuohua's inexplicable old face blush,

There are reasons for being warmed by Mr. Pei and reasons for being ashamed, and he quietly defended himself and did not admit that he suddenly coaxed him just now:

"I'm not afraid."

She is not afraid of Pei Jingshi, but she is afraid that Pei Jingshi will hold back his big move to deal with her Mr. Pei.

Pei Tingli didn't say anything, his thin lips pouted and he held Yin Zhuohua's hand more firmly,

It wasn't until he saw his father looking at him playfully that he let go and made it easier for Miss Yin to push the wheelchair.

The night is boundless, 12 o'clock.

The fiery temperature in the room had just dropped, and Yin Zhuohua, who was so tired that he was dying, nested in Pei Tingli's arms like a little milk cat.

The consciousness was a mess of mud and chaos, and in a daze, it seemed that it was about to fall asleep.

"Heart and liver."

The mellow and magnetic sound is too good to hear, but now in Yin Zhuohua's opinion, this is a demagogic magic sound.

even shrank into Pei Tingli's arms, and his eyes didn't open, and after being hurt severely, his voice trembled with a little tired to death:

"No, it's impossible to almost get the surname Pei, I admit defeat and admit defeat, I can't afford to play......"

The two sentences were uttered completely by instinct, and they were almost silent at the end, obviously too tired to fall asleep.

Pei Tingli rested and reluctantly opened Miss Yin's eyes to listen carefully to her confession, and tucked the corners of the quilt.

Kissing the dark and thick hair of the woman in her arms, the hoarse voice lingering under the bright moonlight:

"Heart, I love you."