Song Yuqiao walked to the side of the road and dialed a number for Song Jierou, "Auntie, since you've come all this way, why didn't you just call me out to sit down? I'm already divorced from Ye Zenan now, so I don't have any use value for you anymore, do I?"

  There was no answer on the phone, so Song Yuqiao looked around and saw Song Jierou standing at the entrance of a Japanese restaurant, holding the phone and looking at her.

  Song Yuqiao hung up the phone and walked towards Song Jierou.

  Song Jierou turned around and entered the dining hall, asking someone for a private room.

  Since they had already come in, Song Yuqiao simply ordered some dishes. However, the seating for this Japanese-style cuisine was not chairs, but tatami mats that required kneeling. As soon as the waiter left, Song Jierou complained of leg pain. "Get me a chair over here."

  Song Yuqiao looked at Song Jierou coldly and said, "You chose this kind of restaurant, are you intentionally pretending to be pitiful in front of me to blame me?"

  Song Jierou said: "How dare I blame you, Lily is now lying in the hospital, the child is gone, a nearly six-month-old child is gone like that. Who can I go to? How can I swallow this breath?"

  "This has nothing to do with me."

  "What does it have to do with you? If it weren't for you, how could Lily be taken away by those people?"

  There's nothing to say to Song Jieyou, Song Yuqiao stood up and said: "If you do that kind of thing again, I'll call the police directly. There are surveillance videos. You can't talk your way out of this!"

  Song Jierou said: "Do you still have me as your elder in your eyes! Sit down for me! I need your help with something."

  Song Yuqiao pushed open the sliding door, "When did you start treating me like an elder? Originally wanted to have a good meal with you, but I found that there is no way to sit down quietly. Are your hands and eyes connected to heaven? When can I be of use to you? I don't have the ability to help you, goodbye."

  Song Jierou took a deep breath and went straight to chase Song Yuqiao, but was stopped by the waiter who was about to serve the dishes: "What you ordered."

  "What else do you want when everyone is leaving?"

  "You have to pay too, everything has already been prepared for you."

  Song Jierou was annoyed by the service staff, so she simply paid the money and took out a bag of things she didn't want at all. The figure of Song Yuqiao had long been gone.

  She knew that Song Yuqiao was now divorced from Ye Zenan, and it was all because she had someone fake a video.

  However, after calling Ye Zenan several times later, no one answered.

  She just knew she was really anxious.

  Xu Wanli no longer has a child, whether it's Ye Zenan or Pei Yuling, they are all looking down on her with disdain and won't pay much attention to her. If she thinks about it more, she'll know that at this time, letting Song Yuqiao and Ye Zenan successfully divorce is absolutely not something Xu Wanli would benefit from.

  Song Yuqiao's role as an intermediary is still necessary.

  Song Jieyou bought something and didn't go to the hospital, but instead went home.

  But unexpectedly, there was not only Zheng Xiaoxia at home, but also another person.

  Zheng Xiaoxia thought that Song Jierou and Xu Wanyi would both be in the hospital, so she had invited Qiao Mo here, but unexpectedly Song Jierou had returned.

  "She hastily stood up: 'I... this is my friend, she came to find me with something, I'm not convenient to go out, so I let her come up.'"

  Song Jierou narrowed her eyes and looked at Qiao Mo standing behind Zheng Xiaoxia. At first glance, she thought he looked a bit like Song Yuqiao, but only for a moment. When she took another look, they were completely different people.

  Zheng Xiaoxia was very afraid, what if Song Jierou let her go and didn't allow her to work here anymore, it wouldn't be easy for her to find another nanny job that provided food and lodging with a high salary and wasn't too tiring.

  Qiao Mo smiled and walked forward, "Hello, I'm Qiao Mo."

  Song Jierou looked her up and down a few times, nodded, and let Zheng Xiaoxia put the things she brought back from outside in the kitchen.

  Qiao Mo said: "Then I won't bother you anymore, goodbye. Xiao Xia, I'll contact you another day."

  After Qiao Mo left, Song Jiejing called Zheng Xiaoxia over and asked: "Who is this woman?"

  This woman named Qiao Mo gave Song Jierou a feeling that she was not ordinary, the clothes on her body looked expensive at first glance, like someone with money, but how did she know Zheng Xiaoxia, a migrant worker who came to the city to work?

  "She was the daughter of a wealthy man who had sponsored me to attend high school, but after her father died in a car accident, she started living alone and occasionally doing some charity work."

  Zheng Xiaoxia finished speaking, and her palms were already sweating.

  These words were all told by Qiaomu to be said, and not to reveal Qiaomu's true identity. As for why Qiaomu did this, she didn't know either.

  "She's so rich and has such a good relationship with you, why are you still looking for a nanny job now?"

  Zheng Xiaoxia said: "I, I don't want to always owe others, the money I earn myself is still spent with a peace of mind."

  Song Jierou sneered in her heart, money, no matter whose it is, once it's in your own hands, it's yours, whether you're at peace or not, it's all up to what you think in your own heart.

  "Alright, you go cook some fresh food, later I still need to go to the hospital to deliver something to Lily."

  ………………

  As the time for getting off work drew near, Song Yuqiao's heart became increasingly apprehensive, her gaze fixed on the flowers in the vase on her desk, lost in thought.

  Zheng Qing has dealt with the car problem and returned to the company again.

  Song Yuqiao hastily ran over: "I'm really sorry, I didn't think of it either, it was me..."

  Zheng Qing waved his hand: "Nothing, it's all settled."

  Song Yuqiao looked at Zheng Qing with some suspicion.

  Solved?

  It looks like she's been blown by a strong wind for two hours, her hair is all messy.

  Since it was Zheng Qing's private matter, Song Yuqiao didn't say much and only promised to invite Zheng Qing for a big meal.

  Back at his own desk, there were already two missed calls on his phone, both displaying the name "Pei Si Cheng".

  Song Yuqiao directly picked up her bag and went downstairs.

  However, in front of the office building, Song Yuqiao did not see Pei Si Cheng's car.

  She walked to the roadside, took out her mobile phone and dialed Paisen's number. "I'm already downstairs, where are you?"

  The voice on the phone and the voice by his ear overlapped each other, "Behind you."

  Pei Si Cheng finished speaking and stretched out his hand to wrap around Song Yu Qiao's waist. "Do you have a surprised feeling?"

  Every time Pei Shuai came near, Song Yuqiao's heart thumped wildly and she wanted to hide far away, but couldn't bear to leave too far, her heart was really in a state of conflicting desires.

  She fiddled with her hair on her forehead, covering the scrape, to avoid Pei Si asking about the Song family's affairs, which were complicated to explain.

  Pei Si walked to the side of the car, first opened the door for Song Yuqiao, then went around from the front of the car and got into the driver's seat.

  Song Yuqiao fastened her seatbelt and asked, "Where are we going?"

  Pei Si Cheng said: "My uncle is seventy years old today and we are celebrating his birthday at our old family home."

  "Then you go ahead, don't worry about me," Song Yuqiao said. "Stop the car at the intersection up ahead and I'll get off and take the subway back myself."

  "Who says you can't go?" Pei Si Cheng said, "You come with me."

  "In this case, I won't go either..." Song Yuqiao directly refused.

  However, Peisong did not stop the car, but instead continued driving forward.

  At the corner of a street, Pei Si Cheng stopped the car and unfastened his seatbelt. He turned around to look at Song Yu Qiao: "We agreed to give it a try, don't tell me you're backing out again."

  Pei's hand was on Song Yuqiao's shoulder, making Song feel a bit tense.

  "No, I just feel... " Song Yuqiao paused, "I'm not good enough for you."

  This is what she thinks in her heart.

  Because of having gone through failed emotions and a failed marriage, I don't dare to easily open my heart to people, afraid of getting hurt, afraid that in the end it will still be nothing gained, and remain the same as before.

  If a love without results will not bloom, then Song Yuqiao chose to ruthlessly cut it off from the start, although in her heart there was a small sprout yearning for new rain and dew.

  Song Yuqiao lowered his head and didn't look up at Pei Shichen's eyes, while Pei Shichen also placed both hands on Song Yuqiao's shoulders without making any movement.

  However, in psychological tactics, Song Yuqiao will never be better than Pei Shichen.

  In the moment Song Yuqiao raised her eyes, Pei Si Cheng's lips came down, like a stormy rain, fiercely kissing her, sucking hard, not waiting for Song Yuqiao to react, he had already forcibly pried open her lips.

  Song Yuqiao's seatbelt was still fastened, and with Pei Cheng pressing down on him from the front, it was as if he was nailed to his seat, unable to move even a fraction.

  She felt that in her own mouth, Pei Shuai was making a great effort to suck on the root of her tongue, which made her feel numb and even painful, as if she had been bitten by Pei Shuai. Her breathing gradually became urgent, almost unable to breathe, when Pei Shuai suddenly let go of her. She couldn't help but take a big breath of air, her chest heaving violently.

  Pei Cheng's lips fell on Song Yuqiao's ear, "Never say that kind of thing again, got it?"

  Song Yu nodded.

  "There's never a time when I'm not good enough for you," Pei said, "but there is a time when you're not good enough for me."

  Song Yuqiao looked at Pei Si Cheng's deep pupils, his own shadow falling in his eyes, and nodded.

  At that time, she still didn't know why Pei Shichen would have such a fierce reaction when he heard those words. Later on, she found out and felt heartache too.

  ………………

  The street where Pei Shuo arrived was an antique street.

  "Buy a gift for my uncle, can you help me pick one out?" Pei Si Cheng had completely regained his composure and no longer had that oppressive aura emanating from his body, although he was still very intimidating.

  "Uh-huh."

  Song Yuqiao followed closely behind Pei Cheng, half a step back. Pei Cheng deliberately slowed down his pace, took her hand and pulled her over, one hand had already lifted Song Yuqiao's chin.

  "How did you get hurt on your forehead?"

  Song Yuqiao opened her eyes and said, "I accidentally bumped into the wall."

  Pei Si chuckled and gently swept aside Song Yuqiao's bangs, blowing a light breath: "Which wall did you bump into? I'll go take a look too."

  Song Yuqiao, in front of Pei Cheng, couldn't hide anything and was easily exposed. She simply told him what happened that afternoon at Jia Ge's garage, but didn't mention Song Jierou, and also concealed the relationship between Zhang Qi and Zheng Qing.

  Pei Si Cheng lifted Song Yu Qiao's chin and examined him carefully, not commenting on his excuse. Song Yu Qiao felt annoyed at being looked at and raised an eyebrow: "Are we leaving or not?"

  "Go."

  In an antique shop, after looking at the four treasures of the study, Pei Su chose a inkstone and asked about the price. Then he turned to Song Yuqiao and asked: "What do you think?"

  Song Yuqiao isn't too familiar with antiques, but if it's for buying a birthday gift for an elderly person, a seal is a good choice.

  "Does your great uncle like writing calligraphy?"

  Pei Si nodded: "When I was copying Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy, there was an auction where Yan Zhenqing's authentic calligraphic painting was sold for 21 million. Your personality should be quite in line with his temperament."

  Song Yuqiao smiled: "I also just learned when I was young, imitated Yan's style, and can't be considered true."

  Pei Si Cheng bought this inkstone, Song Yu Qiao chose a delicate red wooden box with carved lotus patterns on it, put the inkstone in and wrapped it up.

  As they walked out of the store, Song Yuqiao asked: "Should I also prepare a set?"

  "You don't have to do anything, just bring this seal and wait for the red envelopes."

  Getting back in the car, Pei Sheng first took out a bottle of spray that was prepared in the car, lifted up Song Yuqiao's bangs and sprayed two sprays on her forehead wound, letting Song Yuqiao sit in the back seat, handing her a bag with clothes: "Your professional attire is too formal, change into this."

  After finishing speaking, Pei Si Cheng put down the partition between the front and back seats.

  Paisley chose a casual yet sensual jumpsuit for Song Yuqiao, with several diamond-encrusted folds on the waist that accentuated her slender figure, paired with a white pearl small shoulder pad, looking elegant and charming.

  Song Yuqiao let down her tied-up hair, and due to the rubber band, there were some curls at the end of her hair, which added a playful touch.

  She stood in front of the car door, Pei Su came from the back of the car and walked around to her side, holding her hand and making her spin around once, with a flash of light flickering in his eyes.

  Song Yuqiao slightly tilted her head: "It's okay, I guess?"

  Pei Si Cheng directly wrapped his arms around Song Yu Qiao's waist, leaned in and planted a light kiss on the corner of her lips. "Very beautiful." Bu Mu Zhi Cai.

  "Hey, Third Brother, you're kissing her before even entering the door?"

  Behind the two, a teasing female voice suddenly came over. Pei Si wiped the corner of Song Yuqiao's mouth and moved away, but still hugged her waist and turned around.

  There are two people, a man and a woman. The woman looks pretty and beautiful, the man is handsome and seems to be not very old.

  "Little sister, Pei Ying, this is your second brother-in-law, Shen Yi Feng."

  Song Yu Qiao nodded, and his younger sister Pei Ying had already come over, "Is this Third Sister? She's really beautiful, Third Brother, quickly tell us, how did you trick such a beautiful girlfriend into your hands?"

  Shen Yifeng behind her had already scolded the young lady of the Pei family, "Don't be rude, hurry up and go in, Father is waiting anxiously."

  Deng Shen Yi Feng and Pei Ying were a short distance ahead, when Song Yu Qiao finally asked the question that had been on his mind: "This uncle of yours, how many daughters does he have at home? Is it three?"

  "After my grandfather and his previous wife divorced, the previous wife stayed with two daughters. Then he married another woman who brought a daughter with her. My grandfather and his current wife had another daughter, Pei Ying, so there are four daughters in total."

  Three women can make a play, four women can sing and fight on stage.

  Pei Si changed from holding Song Yuqiao's waist to holding her hand, "The current big mom brought a daughter from outside, that is Xin Man, you have also seen her, but she seems to be running news outside tonight and may not come back." Except for Xin Man and Pei Ying, the elder sister and second sister are already married.

  Pei Shu Cheng sorted out the relationships in Da Bo's family for Song Yu Qiao, including those of the side branches. Song Yu Qiao listened and felt a bit dizzy.

  "Follow me and you won't get dizzy, don't run around randomly, this old house is quite big."

  It's really lively with lanterns and colored banners for the old man's birthday celebration, and there's even a theatrical troupe performing on stage in front.

  Song Yuqiao's first reaction was that Pei Shichen's elder brother and Pei Shichen's father were completely different people.

  "Right," Pei Si Cheng said with a smile. "My uncle is easier to fool than my dad. Let's go, first to the study."

  In the study, Pei Si Cheng entered first and called out: "Uncle."

  Song Yuqiao looked at the old man in the study, wearing a buttoned-up garment, looking quite ethereal and otherworldly.

  Pei Si Cheng's elder brother, Pei Lin Chao, was standing behind the desk writing a calligraphy with a brush. Hearing someone entering from the doorway, he lifted his eyes to take a look, "Lao San has arrived, this is..."

  Song Yuqiao had already walked ahead and was called by Pei Shichen: "Uncle, I'm calling Song Yuqiao."

  "My wife."

  Song Yuqiao has already presented the gift in his hands with both hands: "Uncle, this is a birthday gift for you, good fortune as vast as the East Sea, longevity as long-lasting as Mount Nanshan."

  This sentence Song Yuqiao originally thought that saying it would be a bit vulgar, but she knew that the older people got, the more they liked to listen to such vulgar things.

  Pei Lin Chao looked at the two of them working together seamlessly and couldn't help but smile, twirling his mustache. "Bring it over and let me take a look, what did Eldest Brother's wife send for me?"

  Because Pei Lin had no children under his knees, he regarded these two sons of Pei Linfeng as his own and looked after them very well.

  Song Yuqiao personally opened the red wooden box for Lao Yezi, revealing a piece of inkstone inside. She saw a glimmer in Pei Linchao's eyes and turned her head to smile at Pei Sicheng, who nodded slightly.

  Pei Lin Chao really liked it when Pei Si Cheng said that Song Yu Qiao had imitated Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy, so he specially prepared a piece of Xuan paper and asked her to write a few characters.

  Song Yuqiao was indeed forced to be on the stage, and when she was a student with her sister Song Shuying, she had higher attainments in calligraphy, but she was not as serious as her sister, so the words she wrote were not as good as her sister's.

  However, since I've practiced it before, the basics are still there.

  She picked up her pen and wrote three words on the paper: fortune, prosperity, longevity.

  "Good, not bad."

  This girl is indeed suitable for Pei Zhen's temperament.

  As she walked out of Pei Lin Chao's study, Song Yu Qiao couldn't help but wipe the sweat from her palms.

  In the study, Pei Lin Chao called out to Pei Si Cheng: "Old Three, wait a minute."

  Just then, Pei Jia's younger sister Pei Ying came up and said: "Third Sister-in-law, we're short one player for a game of cards downstairs. We were going to call Third Brother, but my dad called him, so you can keep us company first."

  Song Yuqiao took a glance at Pei Si Cheng, but before he could say anything, he was pulled down by Pei Ying: "Hurry up, Third Aunt, I'm still waiting to sit in this round of the village head's seat."

  However, Song Yuqiao is not good at playing cards. In the past, Shi Meiyu disliked mahjong the most, so neither Song Shuying nor Song Yuqiao had ever touched a card. During Chinese New Year, there would always be card games at the Song's house, but they were all driven out by their mother, who said it was unhealthy and didn't want them to learn such things.

  But now this...

  "I won't play." Song Yuqiao only spoke the truth.

  Pei Su's older sister recited the rules of mahjong fluently, but Song Yuqiao listened with a confused expression and still didn't understand.

  "I'll go first and you watch."

  Just met brother-in-law Shen Yifeng outside the door and he started talking.

  "Can't, can't. The most taboo thing when playing cards is to change people in the middle of the game. Once you change people, your luck with the cards will also be taken away."

  There's no way around it, Song Yuqiao is such a half-baked good-for-nothing who doesn't understand anything at all, and can only go up on the table.

  In the study on this side, Pei Si Cheng answered several questions from Pei Lin Chao, and then Pei Yi Bai brought gifts over.

  Pei Si Cheng withdrew in time, and before leaving, he handed over a seal carved with a square seal on the table to Shun, saying: "Big brother, this is considered a return gift for Qiao."

  Pei Lin Chao shook his head: "You little guy has made a profit, take a piece of inkstone and exchange it for tomorrow's seal carving, hurry up and leave, I know you're thinking about someone in your heart."

  As they walked down the corridor, Pei Yu Bai asked Pei Si Cheng: "I see you've brought Song Yu Qiao along?"

  Pei Si nodded in agreement.

  "Ye Zenan has also arrived and is now in the flower hall chatting with Auntie."

  Pei Si raised an eyebrow.

  "This time you can't avoid it, think of a way to deal with it," said Pei Yibai. "Don't say I didn't warn you, or else you'll find an excuse to take Song Yuqiao away later. This kind of thing is still better off being handled behind closed doors, don't bring it to someone else's home."

  Paisong has already taken two steps forward and turned back to say to Pei Xuebai, "Don't worry, I know what's deep and shallow."

  Pei Yanbai couldn't be sure if this younger brother knew what was going on, but since he had been trained in the army for two years and then returned from abroad, he became even more arrogant.

  Pei Si arrived downstairs at the card table, where Song Yuqiao had already lost three rounds and was left with the least amount of chips.

  Song Yuqiao saw Pei Si Cheng and stood up as if he had seen a lifesaver, "You come to hit."

  "Another switch in the middle, huh?"

  Pei Ying also chimed in: "Third Brother, you're going to transfer my good luck away with this substitution, no switching allowed!"

  Pei Si Cheng pressed down on Song Yu Qiao's shoulder and sat down, directly pulling out his wallet and placing it in front of Song Yu Qiao. "I'm just here to pay the bill, you guys can relax and keep playing."

  Helpless, still Song Yuqiao.

  Although Song Yuqiao was initially inexperienced, she learned quickly and after a few rounds, she had basically mastered it. Even if she didn't win, she wouldn't lose too badly.

  However, after two rounds of betting, Song Yuqiao was still the biggest loser among the four people.

  She smiled somewhat embarrassedly at Pei Sicheng, who took out the money he had lost and said, "Consider it a disaster relief."

  Except for Pei Ying being a bit younger, she happily put the money that Pei Sheng gave her into her purse. Pei Sheng's two older sisters had also accepted the money and then handed it over to Song Yuqiao: "Consider it a gift from your sister, don't say no, after all, it's all Lao San's money."

  After that, Pei Shuai never let Song Yuqiao be alone outside again. Even when Song Yuqiao said she was going to the restroom, he would stand outside and smoke a cigarette.

  "Third Brother, are you being a bit too cautious?" Pei Ying asked with a smile.

  Pei Si took out a lighter and lit the cigarette, "If you don't keep an eye on him, he might run away again."

  "Wow," Pei Ying laughed and bent her waist, "Third Brother, you also have times when you don't feel safe? This really surprises me."

  The dinner party was in the main hall of the old mansion, and the Pei family was a deeply rooted large family with many branches. When Pei Si Cheng led Song Yu Qiao in, Pei Lin Chao directly called out: "Old Three, let that girl come sit over here."

  As soon as these words came out, everyone's eyes in the main hall turned to Song Yuqiao.

  Song Yuqiao's heart was tense, but she didn't show it, smiling slightly as she walked over, calling out to her uncle before taking a seat.

  Sitting at the same table, Pei's elder sisters exchanged a glance with their husbands, but didn't say anything.

  They also didn't know that their father had let this woman, whom they had just met, sit at the first table and even sat next to him. What's going on? After all, they were considered their father's first heirs.

  On such occasions, accompanying an elderly person to dinner, the food was very little. Song Yuqiao, with a younger generation's heart, occasionally helped Pei Linchao serve dishes, but also had a sense of propriety, she didn't want to steal the spotlight from Pei Linchao's daughter.

  Ye Zenan came in from the side hall and saw that the first table was already full, so he smiled and said to Mrs. Pei: "I'll just sit down below."

  "Okay, come here after dinner, I have something to entrust your mom to pass on."

  Because the two were talking next to the host, Song Yuqiao also heard Ye Zenan's voice, and suddenly a flash of lightning flashed through her mind, she was stunned, and the chopsticks almost fell out of her hand.

  What was that noise just now?

  Is it Ye Zenan? !

  Song Yuqiao slightly turned her face, just wanting to look over in the direction of the sound, but was directly blocked by Pei Si Cheng's gaze, who leaned in and whispered in Song Yuqiao's ear, "Focus on eating."

  She looked at Pei Sicheng, and Pei Sicheng had a faint smile on his face, but between his eyebrows, there was a sharp feeling, as if the pen tip that had just been lifted when writing calligraphy.

  Pei Lin asked his wife, "Why did you let Ze Nan sit over there? It would be fine to just add another chair here."

  Mrs. Pei thought for a moment and then called over one of the little maids who were standing behind her, "Go invite Young Master Ye over and add another chair here."