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Chapter 423 World 9: The Duty of a Son

Pei Kangsheng's face turned ugly, but he really didn't dare to be presumptuous, so he could only bow obediently again.

"It is a son's duty to look after him in the morning and dusk. Don't worry, mother. Starting from tomorrow, your son will definitely come to greet his father and mother every day."

"As long as you know, go back."

After he left, she laughed out loud.

Pei Jian pinched her nose with a smile in his eyes, "You're so happy just teasing him?"

"Teasing?" She put away her smile and looked puzzled, "Isn't what I said true?"

"Or do you feel sorry for this big boy?"

"Of course not." Pei Jian quickly denied, "I was afraid that if he came too early, he would disturb your sleep."

"Don't be afraid. Anyway, he's fine now, so just let him wait in the yard." She held Pei Jian's hand, "It's better to wait at home than to go out to those improper places, right? , Ajian?"

Ah Jane...

This wasn't the first time Tu Qingyu called him that, but every time there would be quite a ripple in his heart.

"Yeah." He nodded, "You can make the decision in this family."

Tu Qingyu stretched out his hand, "Hug me, I want to go back and sleep for a while, you stay with me."

"Okay." He bent down to pick the person up and walked to the inner room step by step.

The next day, Pei Kangsheng arrived at the main courtyard early.

The steward of the main courtyard stood in front of him, "Sir, Madam hasn't gotten up yet, please wait a moment."

She didn't ask her to come in and sit down, she just stood there and spoke strictly.

Pei Kangsheng could only stand in the yard and wait.

He cupped his hands and said, "It should be."

He waited for two hours. At this time, the sun was already three o'clock in the sky, and the sunlight was getting stronger and stronger. He happened to be standing in an unobstructed place.

After an hour or two, my face started to hurt.

It was another half hour when he finally saw a girl coming in to help with the grooming.

He waited from Maochu to Sichu for more than two hours.

By the time he saw Tu Qingyu who had packed everything, Pei Jian had already gone out to run errands.

He endured the humiliation and anger in his heart and entered the main hall. When he glanced at Tu Qingyu sitting at the top, he was slightly stunned.

At this time, Tu Qingyu's skin was white and rosy, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were moisturized and charming. He just casually supported his head with his hands and raised his eyebrows at his actions, which made his heart beat wildly.

The hatred that had just stood at the door disappeared a lot in an instant.

But he raised his hands in salute, still feeling infinitely ashamed and angry.

"My son has met... his mother. She is still fine today."

"Okay, okay." She replied nonchalantly, "How are you doing today, sir? Thank you for coming to say hello so early in the morning."

With one big sentence, the charm in Pei Kangsheng's heart was instantly shattered and disappeared without a trace.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Be careful in the morning and dusk. This is what a son should do."

"Yes, that's right." Tu Qingyu nodded, his eyes full of love, "You are very sensible."

A sixteen-year-old girl said she was sensible to a sixteen-year-old man who looked a little older.

The people waiting on the scene lowered their heads, fearing that they might accidentally not hold back their laughter and laugh.

Pei Kangsheng didn't know how to respond to his sensible remarks, so he lowered his head and remained silent.

In fact, the back molars are almost broken.

Tu Qingyu didn't ask him to sit down. He just let him sit for a while and then yawned, "Okay, if you have nothing to do, you can go back first. I also made an appointment to go to the teahouse to watch a play."

Pei Kangsheng was a little confused when he heard that he was asked to go back.

Let him go back so easily?

He thought he would encounter some trouble, but he didn't.

"Then son, please retire." He raised his hand again and bowed.

Tu Qingyu waved his hand nonchalantly, and it was at this time that the happiness in Pei Kangsheng's heart disappeared.

What replaced it was an unspeakable discomfort.

How many hours had he waited, and then he was dismissed with just a few words?

Tu Qingyu's indifferent attitude made him feel more uncomfortable than making things difficult for him.

"What's wrong? Still not leaving?" Tu Qingyu looked at him with disgust, "I won't let you have dinner."

"No." He took a deep breath and said again, "My son is resigning."

Then he left the main courtyard without looking back.

When Pei Jian came back in the afternoon, she was drawing in the study.

Next to it is the box that Pei Jian used to store the small portrait he drew.

At that time, all the windows in the study room were open, and Tu Qingyu was standing where he used to work. A ray of rays of light in the evening just hit her.

The light blue dress seemed to have a halo, cold and sacred.

A gust of wind came over, and a few petals floated in from the window. One of them fell on Tu Qingyu's head.

He was stunned for a long time, until Tu Qingyu heard the movement and stopped writing, "Uncle Pei, you are back!"

Her eyes were brighter than the light outside the window.

Pei Jian followed her beating heart and walked over step by step, raising her hand to take off the petals on her head.

"Why are you still called Uncle Pei?"

Tu Qingyu stretched out her fingers, gently rubbed circles on his abdomen, and then hooked his belt, "Don't you like it?"

He stood on tiptoe again, leaned close to his ear, and breathed like orchid, "Uncle Pei..."

Pei Jian's pupils were slightly dilated and he was absent-minded for a moment. He took the person into his arms and sat down on the chair.

Tu Qingyu took advantage of the situation and sat on his lap.

"I like it." He reached out and clasped the back of her head, kissing her with restraint.

But this restraint did not last long, as the two of them kissed and their clothes began to become messy.

His eyes were dark as if he wanted to eat Tu Qingyu.

Tu Qingyu pushed him pretending to be scared, and he took out one hand and held both of her hands down.

During the movement, something on the table was pushed down.

When Pei Jian saw the sandalwood box, his pupils widened, and Tu Qingyu took advantage of his confusion to push him away.

Then he picked up the box and said, "I want to see what's in this box. Please open it for me."

Pei Jian looked at the familiar box and said without blushing, "The key is lost."

"This is impossible!" She immediately retorted, "How can you, the Duke of Dingguo, throw something away?"

She curled her lips, "If you don't open it, then I'll be smashed~"

"Give it to me." Pei Jian had no choice but to take out a bunch of small keys from the cabinet next to him, "I'll open it, why do you have to look at it?"

His slender fingers slowly opened the lock, opened the box, and what came into view was the marriage certificate handwritten by Tu's father.

Tu Qingyu picked up the marriage certificate, and underneath was her portrait.

"Wow!" Her eyes were full of shock, "This is me? Uncle Pei, when did you draw it?"

"Two days ago."

"Nonsense, you have been with me the past two days and have never been to the study. How come I don't know you painted this?" She took the painting, raised it high, and looked at it again and again under the sunset, "Besides, this is not It just took me two days to paint."