I accidentally messed with a wealthy family, and my blind date was the CEO.

When Pei Jingchuan heard these topics about marriage, he suddenly slowed down the movements of his hands. He was silent for a moment before speaking slowly.

"Third uncle, grandma, I think it is up to Yan Qing to decide on the marriage. If he doesn't want to, forcing it is not the answer."

The moment the words fell, Pei Yanqing also spoke immediately.

"Dad, I already have someone I like, and I will never marry another woman!"

Obviously my sister-in-law is not from a wealthy family, and I don’t know what her father’s feudal ideas are…

Uncle Pei raised his eyebrows, his surprise evident.

"Oh? Whose daughter is she? Have you ever met the parents?"

Pei Jingchuan also temporarily put down his chopsticks and stared sharply at Pei Yanqing, as if he wanted to read more information from his brother's eyes.

Although Pei Yanqing's eyes flickered, they were full of determination.

"Dad, why are you talking about your family background? It's too vulgar..."

A trace of complicated emotions flashed in Mrs. Pei's eyes.

Yan Qing has grown up too, and the third child pushed her too hard...

"Yan Qing, if you have a candidate in mind, we will naturally respect this emotion. However, you must also consider it carefully. This is a big deal for you, her, and even the Pei family."

Uncle Pei's face darkened, and his tone contained anger and disappointment that could not be concealed.

"Yan Qing, I thought you were making a harmless joke. If you want to have fun, I am not unforgiving, but if it involves marriage, you have to seriously consider it. I can turn a blind eye. Eye, but if you want to bring that girl named Meng Ling into the Pei family's door, then you have to die!"

He put down his chopsticks heavily, his eyes full of determination and severity.

"I have already investigated that girl, but she is just a temporary sensation on the Internet and cannot meet the threshold of our Pei family."

Pei Yanqing took a deep breath, with some indiscernible emotions in his eyes.

Facing Uncle Pei's imposing manner, he was neither humble nor overbearing.

"Dad, I know your expectations for the Pei family. Although Meng Ling is of ordinary origin, she is someone I am willing to cherish throughout my life. I..."

Pei Yanqing's eyes were both firm and pleading. He turned to his grandma with a hint of helplessness in his tone.

"Grandma, can you..."

Mrs. Pei shook her head slightly, with a gentle force in her voice.

"When you eat, eat well. You also know the rules of our Pei family. Don't be embarrassed by Qing Yan. He is still young and is so in love that he can't help himself."

Uncle Pei's anger seemed to be on the verge of breaking out, and his voice was laced with undoubted seriousness.

"Mom, you dote on him too much! Yan Qing, if you don't understand what this family expects of you, then you..."

Pei Yanqing suddenly stood up, the gentle look on his face replaced by a hint of stubbornness.

"Dad, if you dare to fight against me, just pretend that you don't have me as your son..."

After saying this, he turned around and left the restaurant quickly without waiting for Uncle Pei's response.

The lingering warmth of his words and an invisible vibration seemed to linger in the air.

Mrs. Pei sighed softly, her eyes falling in the direction Pei Yanqing left, and a trace of complexity flashed in her eyes.

Uncle Pei, on the other hand, was furious and slammed the napkin in his hand, but he also knew that chasing him out at this time would only make the situation more rigid.

The Pei family's restaurant gradually returned to its former tranquility, but different ripples appeared in everyone's heart.

After the meal, Pei Jingchuan and Jiang Yuzhu slowly accompanied their grandma and talked about some relaxing topics to calm the atmosphere.

After the old lady went back to her room to rest, the couple walked out of the spacious courtyard together.

The moonlight is like water, shining on the ancient corridor, making it look particularly quiet.

Jiang Yuzhu asked Pei Jingchuan in a low voice, "As for Meng Ling, is it really impossible for Yan Qing to marry her?"

Pei Jingchuan sighed, with a hint of helplessness in his eyes, "Yes, the Pei family has always valued being well-matched, and you have seen the attitude of the third uncle."

Jiang Yuzhu was silent for a moment, looking up at the stars, as if looking for an answer.

She said softly, "It took a lot of trouble for you to marry me back then..."

Feeling the worry of the person next to him, Pei Jingchuan gently held her hand and said warmly.

"Grandma finally approved our marriage. Even if grandma opposed it at that time, I would never give up on you."

His words were firm and sincere, making Jiang Yuzhu's eyes glow with a gentle light.

"No matter what, I will support Yan Qing's choice. I just hope he can stick to his heart and leave no regrets."

Pei Jingchuan's determined eyes seemed to reflect his persistence and hard work.

It was late at night, and the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard came with the cool breeze. The two looked at each other and smiled, holding hands and returning to their warm little world.

They may not be able to intervene directly in Pei Yanqing's affairs, but they can provide the strongest support behind the scenes.

Returning to the living room of the deep house, Pei Jingchuan went to the study room and read documents under the lamp. His busy affairs did not stop because of the late night.

Jiang Yuzhu walked up the stairs lightly, but his thoughts were like floating clouds in the night sky, fluctuating with what happened to Jingchuan and his brother.

In the room, she casually lit up the bedside table lamp, and the dim light illuminated the warm room.

Just as he was about to untie his long hair and prepare to wash it, his phone suddenly vibrated and an anonymous text message appeared on the screen. The content was simple but shocking - an intimate photo of Pei Jingchuan and another woman.

Jiang Yuzhu's fingertips trembled slightly as he stared at the photo blankly.

In the photo, Pei Jingchuan and the woman smile brightly, and the scenery seems to be that of a familiar garden.

She knew this photo, but she also clearly remembered that it was the scene when they were admiring flowers together, but now there was someone else in the picture.

Jiang Yuzhu's fingers gently slid across the photos on the screen. At that moment, her heart sank to the bottom.

Jiang Yuzhu's fingertips rested on the anonymous text message, and an imperceptible sharp light flashed in her eyes.

She knew very well that in the Pei family's chess game, every move might have ulterior motives.

She replied to the anonymous text message, and each word sounded heavy, as if the anger and calmness in her heart could be weighed.

"Who are you? Do you think you can provoke distrust between me and him through this method?"

The phone was silent for a moment, like the calm before the storm.

Then it vibrated again, with a four-word reply - "The evidence won't."

Jiang Yuzhu's waiting time seemed longer and more torturous than usual.

The clock in the room was ticking, as if counting down something.

Pei Jingchuan's steps finally sounded, but they seemed to add a little weight to her heart.

He pushed open the door and entered, still looking cold and cold, as if all the troubles had nothing to do with him.

Jiang Yuzhu did not come forward immediately, but quietly observed him, as if examining him, and also seemed to be looking for some kind of firmness.

"There is something I want to confirm with you." Her tone was calm, but the turmoil in her eyes could not be concealed.

Pei Jingchuan stopped and raised his eyebrows slightly, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Yuzhu handed over the phone, and the photos lit up under the dim light.

Pei Jingchuan took the phone and his eyes fell on the photo.

There wasn't much change on his face, and he didn't seem to be shaken by the scene in front of him.

His voice was calm and without fluctuations, as if he was stating an extremely ordinary thing.

"It's synthetic."