Before Su's father and mother passed away, they held Su Wanwan's hand, repeatedly instructing her to protect the Su family with her sister no matter what, and not let the Su family fall.

  Now Su Zhenhua's words were like a huge mountain, heavily pressing on Su Wanhua's heart, making her almost breathless.

  In fact, she was very clear in her heart that Su had indeed reached a dead end. If there was even a little bit of a way out, she wouldn't have agreed to Ling Yu's proposal so easily earlier. Just now, although she said she would think of a way, she actually had no confidence at all.

  The only road left in front of me seems to be... marrying Pei Munan.

  Is she really going to marry Pei Mochen?

  Does she still want to marry him even though she knows how much he hates her?

  Su Wanwan suddenly felt that she was quite ridiculous. Now that she was in such a situation, where was there any room for choice? This question was clearly a multiple-choice question.

  Marrying Pei Mochen, the Su family can be preserved, Grandfather can be happy, the Su family can flourish again, and Father and Mother in heaven will feel comforted. With so many benefits, what is there to hesitate about, what is there to be indecisive about?

  Yes, there's no need to hesitate...

  Su Wanwan's eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and the light in her eyes flickered uncertainly. After a long time, she closed her eyes, as if resigned to her fate, and slowly opened her mouth. "Grandfather, I agree...I agree to marry Pei Muxian."

  -

  Pei Muni came out of Pei's house and took out his mobile phone to call his good friend Lu Sheng, asking him to go out for a drink.

  Lu Sheng just formed a party, and the person was on the other side of Hei Chi. After Pei Mu Nian hung up the phone, he opened the car door, sat in the driver's seat, started the engine, stepped on the accelerator, and the car sped out quickly.

  Pei Muni arrived at the ground and sat down, without saying a word, he started drinking.

  Lu Song sat on the side, watching him drink three bottles of wine in one breath without changing his face, before hastily reaching out to stop him. "Hey, hey, hey, Lord Pei, are you here to get drunk or to buy your death? If you want to buy your death, I won't accompany you, I don't have a son as big as yours to compensate for your parents."

  Pei Muniang lifted her eyelids and gave him a light glance, her eyes calm but with a hint of coldness.

  Lu Sheng's back suddenly felt a chill, and he immediately raised his hands in a surrendering gesture. "Alright, alright, I'll shut up. You can drink all you want, it's not like you'll die from it. At worst, it'll be like three years ago when you drank until your stomach perforated and spent several months half-dead in the hospital, but that's no big deal."

  Pei Muni's movements slightly paused, and then he acted as if he hadn't heard anything, raised his head, and took a big gulp of wine.

  Lu Sheng couldn't help but shake his head.

  He had known Pei Mochen for many years, and they knew each other inside out. He naturally knew why Pei Mochen was acting strangely, because every time he acted strangely, it was always because of one person, someone who had been on his mind all these years and whom he couldn't forget.

  Lu Sheng thought of the news he had been browsing in his friend circle all day, and after holding back for a moment, he finally couldn't help but speak up. He tapped the table lightly with his hand and said, "What do you plan to do about the news that broke out today? Do you want me to get someone to suppress it?"

  "It doesn't matter."

  Pei Muni put down the wine bottle, hooked his lips, and smiled coldly, "I plan to marry her."

  Lu Sheng seemed unsurprised by this outcome, but he was particularly curious about one thing, "You married her because you still love her?"