Master Pei’s Wife is a Devil Concubine

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After the interview, Pei Huai took Su Ji back to the old house.

Leaving from the recording site, neither Su Ji nor Jiang Chu saw Sister Lan again.

The twilight is warm and clear, suppressing the last ray of light.

The sun is setting, the snow is melting, the fog at dusk is billowing, the traffic is coming and going, and the pedestrians who are going home to prepare for the New Year are bustling.

In the passenger seat, Su Ji noticed a small ink spot on the cuff of Pei Huai's shirt.

Although it is so small that you need a magnifying glass to see it clearly, it is still extremely rare for it to appear on Pei Huai.

It seemed that it was time to pick her up, so I didn't have time to change it.

Su Ji raised his eyebrows, "Have you written calligraphy yet?"

As the chief disciple of her Huajin style, it seems that he has not seen him write calligraphy for a long time.

Pei Huai said "hmm", checked the road conditions, turned the steering wheel, and the car turned smoothly, "Grandpa came here and wanted to write couplets, so I wrote a few strokes with him as an exercise."

"Practice?" Su Ji turned to him, becoming interested in his words, "Then what do you want to write for the official one? Could it be that you want to go out for Master and participate in next year's calligraphy?"

She deliberately teased her in a tone that treated her lover, which made Pei Huai smile.

When the car stopped in front of the traffic lights, he turned his head to look at Su Ji, and his dry and warm palms gently covered her lower abdomen.

The setting sun outside the window was suddenly warm, and a few strands of golden light passed through the gaps in his broken hair.

"You'll find out soon enough," he said, in a low, extremely melodious voice.

Su Ji's ears were a little numb.

Back at Pei's house, Xu Mingzhi's car had already parked in the yard.

There are two other cars, which belong to Pei Song and Pei Xi.

Through the open windows, the sound of New Year's gatherings in the house is very lively.

The little princess "giggles" laughter, and Pei Xingxing's singing of being forced to open.

Last year, he was forced to sing "The Lonely Brave", and this year he sang "Love Like Fire"...

The young master's voice was a bit calmer than last year, and this song was inexplicably charming.

And the first one who was fascinated by him was Cao Zhuzhu!

The housekeeper is arranging for servants to clean up. The dinner time on New Year's Eve will be later, around eight o'clock.

Standing on the high fence, Pei Yuanyang seemed to be welcoming them, but didn't seem to be. Standing in the cold wind, this little guy was a little melancholy in this family reunion festival.

And in the garden about seven or eight meters away from it, Xiao Tong and Xiao Lingxian, who were picked up by the aunt Gong, are showing their affection in the sunset.

The standing lamp in the yard first came on, elongating the figures of the two cuddling cuddling cats, and the two long furry tails just aligned in the shape of a heart.

Wang Yi also came.

His car was parked in his own yard next door.

When Su Ji went into the room to change his shoes, he could smell the aroma of the freshly baked cake, and it was the kind that didn't have a drop of water, with a lot of butter and milk added, it would be super fluffy and soft.

Du Meilan smiled and called Su Ji to have a taste.

She opened the oven, looked for oven mitts in the drawer,

It was only after opening the third drawer that he found it. Just as he was about to take it, Wang Yi stretched out his hand first and took the glove away.

Du Meilan, "?"

Wang Yi said, "I'll help you."

Su Ji said yes, he just came back from the outside and talked a little bit.

Pei Huai took off her coat and handed it to the servant, then remembered the tiny ink dot on her shirt, and frowned with disgust.

When the cake was cut, the aroma in the room became more intense, and the children couldn't stand it anymore.

Du Meilan, "Huaihuai also come to taste?"

"No," Pei Huai turned and went upstairs, "Go upstairs and change clothes."

Before Su Ji could sit down, he scratched a piece of it with a fork and put it into his mouth, and it melted after a sip.

"Mo Xing was stained on his clothes." She first explained to Pei Huai, and then looked at Du Meilan. "The cake is very fragrant and the sweetness is just right."

Du Meilan smiled and disregarded the relationship, "His cleanliness problem is not hereditary aunt."

Su Ji understood in seconds.

She also shared the Gorgon fruit cake that Yang Xiaotao gave to everyone. It contained black rice and red beans, which Pei Xingxing especially liked.

Seeing that Cao Zhuzhu picked up one piece first, Su Ji thought about it and put it down again.

"Why don't you eat?" She asked with her hands on the edge of the table.

Cao Zhuzhu swallowed a mouthful of saliva, "Rice, black rice, and red beans are all staple food, too fat."

A sly look flashed across Su Ji's eyebrows, she squinted her eyes, "But I just saw that you ate three pieces of cake, cakes are easier to gain weight than gorgon cakes, aren't they?"

Cao Zhuzhu was exposed by her sisters, her cheeks were flushed, she cleared her throat, and looked away, "Ms. Du made the cake, of course it's different..."

"What are you talking about?" Du Meilan, who said Cao Cao Cao Cao had arrived, suddenly appeared, reached out from between the two of them, and put down a fruit plate.

Cao Zhuzhu's cheeks were only slightly flushed just now, but now they turned the color of overripe hairy crabs.

"Auntie, don't be too busy. I'll help you if you need to wash any fruit!" She stood up from the chair almost immediately.

Du Meilan smiled kindly, "The servants have finished washing, I am very happy that you can come."

Cao Zhuzhu, "Then I... will come here often in the future!"

Du Meilan was stunned for a moment, but Su Ji couldn't help laughing out loud.

Her sisters are very cute.

"By the way," Su Ji looked around, "Where's my mother?"

Because the car was parked outside, but I haven't seen my mother until now.

Du Meilan seemed to have just remembered something, "Speaking of which, your mother just went to the study to answer Mr. Su's call, it seems like it's been ten minutes?"

She looked at Wang Yi, as if to confirm the time with him.

Wang Yi nodded, "Yes."

Du Meilan was a little worried.

Especially thinking of her good sister's expression of wanting to tear him apart every time she mentioned her father-in-law.

Su Ji swallowed the last piece of cake, stood up, "I'll go and have a look."

Du Meilan felt reliable.

Facts have proved that when Xu Mingzhi met Su Cunyi, it was sparks hitting the earth, and everyone's worries were not superfluous.

At the same time that Su Ji pushed open the study door, something like a hidden weapon flew straight towards the door.

Su Ji nimbly moved away sideways, and at the same time reached out to catch it—it was a signature pen.

"Su Cunyi! Let me say it again..." Xu Mingzhi turned around and saw his daughter, his expression was obviously paused, he swallowed his mouth, and lowered his voice, "I will tell you one last time, my daughter will not go back to your Su family Worship the ancestors, give up!"

When the words fall, hang up the phone directly.

"Baby," she walked towards Su Ji, and took the signature pen from Su Ji's hand without any trace, "When did you come?"

She threw it casually, and the signature pen fell back into the slender pen holder at the corner of the table without any mistakes.

"Just arrived," Su Ji shrugged, "when you threw your pen."

Xu Mingzhi's mouth twitched slightly.

Fortunately, if she arrived at that time, then she probably didn't hear the Chinese quintessence she crazily exported before.

Mainly because of bad prenatal education.

Then, while the two were talking, Su Cunyi called again——