
"Don't tell me about him." Yingge had just swallowed her tea, and after hearing what Pei Yuwen said, she immediately stopped her.
“Please, I really don't want to hear his name, don't mention him in front of me,” Yingge looks distressed: why am I so unlucky? .
Pei Yuwen glanced to the side. The person next to him was sitting on the ground, looking like he was waiting to listen to the show.
However, this was a private conversation between women, how could he let a man listen to him?
"Master Mo, can you go?" Pei Yuwen instantly chased away the guests.
“Women cruel.” Duanmu Moyan looked sad: If you call me Moyan, I will leave. If not, I'll stay here.
Yingge sneered: how shameless she was.
Duanmu Moyan turned. The eyes were sharp and cold, like a ferocious beast running towards his face.
Yingge's laughter was stuck in her throat, and let out an embarrassing voice. So He coughed lightly and touched his cheek: The weather was good today.
"That's fine. Come walk! Since Mr. Mo likes it here, let him rest here." Pei Yuwen stood up and left the room under the sad gaze of Duanmu Moyan.
Yingge felt cold. The man's eyes changed too quickly. Every time he saw Pei Yuwen, he felt like the spring breeze was blowing thousands of miles away. And when he saw someone else, it felt like ice was biting his bones.
Yingge followed up with Pei Yuwen: wait for me.
He did not want a single room with this monstrous man! If this continues, he wants to go back to his family.
Although the family arranged for them to come out for trial, it did not mean they had to lose their lives. When their lives are in danger, they can return to their families for shelter. And it was this man who made her realize that her life was in danger. But he was often afraid until his entire body trembled, but could not tell anyone, it greatly made a void.
Pei Yuwen looked at Yingge who kept wiping her sweat: are you overheated? .
Yingge sighed dejectedly: Miss, it wasn't you who made me this way. Why do you think you are disturbing such an evil star? .
"Huh? Are you talking about Mr Mo?" Pei Yuwen raised his brows: He is not a bad person, you need not be too afraid of him.
"So you know I'm afraid of him. Then you won't help me either." Yingge lamented angrily.
"That person treats others like this, I'm not blind, how could I not be able to see? But I know he didn't mean to be evil.“ Pei Yuwen laughed: you have always been so brave, how could you be so afraid? It's not like your style.
“Depends on the right person. He's the one I'm afraid of." Yingge sighed: but compared to a certain person, this person is nothing. I know what you want to ask. You must also be wondering why Mr. Fang and I met and what our relationship is, right? .
Pei Yuwen did not interrupt and let him speak.
"You only need to know one thing, the Fang family and I, there are no clashes, so I won't be harming the Pei Clothing Store for the sake of the Fang family." Yingge looked into the distance with a thoughtful expression: in fact, it happened three years ago. Back then, I was lucky enough to be with my father on a long trip and meet him on the road.
“It seems like a very interesting story, but that story is not beautiful for you.” Pei Yuwen said calmly: if you don't want to say it, forget it. I don't need to know. Curiosity is a habit that everyone has, and I am no exception, so I won't ask any more.
The ground is covered in petals and torn leaves. Just like Yingge's sad eyes, those eyes gave people a gray tint.
“You did not have the opportunity to participate in the previous match. This time you have to participate. I asked each of them to play a role. Everyone drew some pictures of the finished clothes, and you also have to send some pictures." Pei Yuwen changed the conversation because he did not want Yingge to be stuck in the past and could not escape.
Everyone has a sad story. And sadness is an obstacle to growth. Whenever you can overcome obstacles, you can increase one point.
“Alright, I'll be back.” Yingge nodded: I happen to have some ideas.
In the next few days, Pei Yuling was responsible for the dyeing of the cloth. As soon as the Nixia cloth appeared, money flowed in, and the money was enough for them to live happily in the capital for a while. Of course, he was very confident that he would not lose. So, it had yet to reach a point to escape, even if they had actually lost this race.
Pei Yujun learned to make ready-made clothes with them. He has a great mind and is very talented. Sometimes he said some very reasonable words and gave everyone a lot of ideas.
Finally, after several screenings, they chose Pei Yuwen's gamabr, Yingge's image, and the picture of the girl named Xing'er. After making a decision, they immediately started sewing and making clothes.
"Miss." A servant stuck out his head, his countenance cautious, afraid to disturb Pei Yuwen and make him unhappy.
Although Pei Yuwen was usually gentle towards the servants, once he was bullied while doing his job, his eyes became no weaker than master Mo.
“Hah?” Pei Yuwen raised his eyes and looked at him: what is it? .
"There's someone outside. She claims to be the mother of the third lady. She said she wanted to meet the third miss." said the maid gently.
Bang out! The palm of Pei Yujun who was grinding next to him slipped, and the ink stone in his hand slid down, making a clashing sound with the ink stone.
Pei Yuwen looked at Pei Yujun, whose face turned pale and his tears were sullen. He frowned: want to meet? .
Pei Yuyin shook her head: no, I didn't see it.
"If you want to meet him, go see him. I'll tell grandma." Pei Yuwen continued: at least listen to what he wants to say.
Did Pei Yujun really not want to meet her? . It is seen from the look on his face that he misses the woman. After all, she was the mother who gave birth to him, so how could she not have hope?
However, the hardest moment for the Pei family, Mother Pei Yuling and Pei Yujun remarried, one after another. One married a shopkeeper and lived a good life, and the other married an employee and became a concubine. And Pei Yujun's mother was a concubine.
Though, he was not far from Pei Yujun. As long as he wanted to, he could see Pei Yujun at any time. However, he had not been here all this time. Then why is it suddenly here now?
“Alright, I'll see him. I want to ask her why, why hasn't she come to see us for so many years? Why is he so cruel? Other people's mothers are loving mothers, so why is she, such a cruel and unjust person?" Pei Yujun wiped the ink in his hand, sniffed , and went out with a heavy face.
Yingge saw Pei Yujun's back disappear. He nudged Pei Yuwen's arm with his elbow: Aren't you going over there and taking a look? Not worried? .
"He's not a kid. This is his mother, not his enemy. Even if he had no feelings, he would never kill him." Pei Yuwen did not take it exactly: Go ahead! I think his waist needs to be tightened a little more here. The figure of a slim woman was slim once, why not show off? Let's change it again.