Chapter 40

Shang Yanci was entertaining everyone, and from time to time he looked up at Pei Yuning at seven o’clock to make sure she was still in front of him.

Shang Xuan flew back from City A the night before to wish Mr. Shang a happy birthday, and they both maintained superficial calm.

After several boring responses, Shang Yanci’s gaze fell back on Pei Yuning. Her cheeks flushed slightly, and her beautiful eyes were filled with a layer of light, making her look delicate and bright.

Several rich young men who were closer to her glanced at her vaguely, then looked away as if to cover up their mistake.

Shang Yanci politely apologized to the people who came to talk to him, drank his last glass of wine, and left the whirlpool of Vanity Fair.

Mr. Shang did not stop him, he was already very satisfied. If it wasn’t for the fact that today was his birthday, Shang Yanci would not have wasted his time dealing with such hypocritical occasions.

Shang Yanci walked over and took the wine glass from Pei Yuning’s hand: “Madam, you will get drunk if you drink more.”

Pei Yuning: “I only drank one glass.”

Shang Yanci sat next to her: “Let’s drink again when we get home, okay?”

Several rich young men sitting around stood up and left as if to cover up their mistakes.

Noticing Song Qingyi’s interested look, she lowered her eyes and nodded in agreement.

Pei Yuning introduced the two to each other: “Ayan, this is my best friend, Song Qingyi. Qingqing, this is me… Mr. Shang Yanci.”

Shang Yanci looked at her meaningfully, then turned to Song Qingyi and nodded slightly: “Hello, Miss Song.”

Song Qingyi: “Hello, Mr. Shang.”

Shang Yanci picked up a piece of matcha cake and put it on the table in front of Pei Yuning, then looked at Song Qingyi beside him: “What flavor would you like, Miss Song?”

Song Qingyi: “No, thank you.”

Shang Yanci picked up the wine glass: “A toast to Miss Song.”

Song Qingyi raised the wine glass and clinked it with his.

Pei Yuning picked up the fork and ate the matcha cake quietly, feeling worried about her future.

In other families, the wife controls the husband, and the husband is controlled by his wife. In her case, it’s the other way around. The husband controls the wife, but she is the one who is strict with the husband.

Third floor bedroom.

Shang Heng sat on the carpet by the window, looking at the messages on WeChat on his phone. Pei Yuning didn’t reply to any of them.

Downstairs, there was a lot of noise and bustle.

Yi Huan pushed the door open and came in to bring some fruit.

Shang Heng: “Mom, did Ningning come today?”

Yi Huan avoided his eyes: “How could she come? Only one person from the Pei family came, handed over a gift and left.”

Shang Heng lowered his eyes and looked out the window, and sneered: “Then Pei Yuchen, who is snatching children’s toys in the back garden right now, was kicked out of the house by the Pei family?”

Yi Huan’s face turned pale instantly.

Shang Heng walked up to her and dialed his own mobile number in front of her, but the voice prompt said “The user is turned off.”

Shang Heng: “The card installed in the phone now is not my card at all. Mom, what are you hiding from me? The Pei family came, but you said they didn’t. Given how much grandpa loves Ningning, it’s impossible for her not to come to celebrate grandpa’s birthday.”

Yi Huan simply gave up: “Yes! She is here, so what? Are you going to go downstairs to find her now? What are you going to say to her? Will she pay attention to you?”

“You’ll never know until you try.” Shang Heng walked past her.

Yi Huan said calmly: “Pei Yuning has already obtained a marriage certificate with your uncle, on the day after the wedding banquet was cancelled.”

Shang Heng turned around and looked at her back in disbelief: “Mom, are you crazy?”

“It will be a joke if you go down now. You will be sticking your face out for others to hit.” Yi Huan walked over and handed him her mobile phone. “Just call anyone and ask. Everyone knows.”

Shang Heng took the phone with trembling fingertips, found “Zhou Yan” in the contacts, and dialed the number.

Zhou Yan was in the lobby on the first floor at this moment: “Hello, Auntie.”

Shang Heng: “It’s me.”

Zhou Yan: “Why are you holding Auntie’s phone? No, that’s not the point. You finally showed up. You seemed to have disappeared some time ago. If I hadn’t confirmed with Auntie that you were okay, I would have reported you missing.”

Shang Heng was silent for a moment, and spoke slowly: “Ningning and my uncle…”

Zhou Yan interrupted him hurriedly: “She has got a marriage certificate, why are you still worried about her? There are many better women in the world, why do you have to be with her? I thought you had let it go after this period of time, why are you still brooding about it?”

Shang Heng’s voice was hoarse: “Did they really… get a marriage certificate?”

Zhou Yan was silent. What was going on? How could he not know something that everyone knew?

Silence is a form of answer.

Shang Heng hung up the phone and walked towards the door.

Yi Huan rushed up and grabbed him: “Now that things have come to this, you still want to go out?”

Shang Heng: “What emotional foundation can they have? Shang Yanci is obviously using Ningning to seize power. I’m going to tell Ningning. It’s not too late now.”

Yi Huan raised her hand and slapped him: “What difference does it make whether you tell or not? The matter between you and Xu Wei is a done deal. Pei Yuning feels sick even to look at you now. Even if it’s not Shang Yanci, it will never be you.”

Looking at the five red finger marks that instantly appeared on her son’s face, Yi Huan hugged him in tears: “Ah Heng, everyone is forcing me, can you leave a way out for your mother? Your father is back today, and he is downstairs now. If you go down and make a big fuss, he will only dislike us mother and son even more. In this way, Song Xi and her son will be proud, and you…”

Shang Heng pushed her away tiredly, lay back on the bed, turned over and faced the door.

Back garden.

Pei Yuchen played a game and won the toy that the little boy snatched from the little girl, intending to return the toy to its original owner.

As a result, before he could reach the little girl, several children came running towards him. He could not avoid them in time and was hit. The toy in his hand fell off and fell into the fountain nearby.

The little girl, who was originally feeling aggrieved, started to cry, and her crying gradually became louder.

The children around didn’t know what was going on. Some were stunned, while others started crying.

There is no way to deal with Pei Yuchen at all.

Pei Yuchen adhered to the principle of “dealing with your own faults” and ignored the other crying children. He walked up to the little girl and squatted down: “I’m sorry, uncle will compensate you with a box, okay? Don’t cry.”

The little girl ignored him and continued crying.

Pei Yuchen: “I’ll buy you whatever you want.”

Still ignored.

Pei Yuchen had no choice but to take out his cell phone and call Pei Yuning.

Pei Yuning: “Brother, why are there bee sounds over there?”

Pei Yuchen: “Come to the back garden and save me, I made a… child cry.”

Pei Yuning sighed softly: “Wait.”

When Pei Yuning and Song Qingyi arrived at the back garden, with Pei Yuchen as the center, there were five children crying within a three-meter radius. He squatted in front of one of the little girls, at a loss.

Song Qingyi laughed out loud.

Pei Yuning put a handful of candy in the pockets of the other four children. They stopped crying, wiped their tears, said “Thank you, sister” politely, and then turned and left.

Pei Yuchen pointed at the little girl: “I made her cry.”

Pei Yuning: “You should be thankful that it happened in the back garden. If it happened in the front hall, I can’t believe how bizarre the reports about you will be tomorrow.”

Pei Yuchen: “She is harder to appease than you were when you were a child.”