The Hidden Heiress Is a Secret Big Shot

Chapter 319: Chapter 319: Making a Bet with Pei Jue’s Father Chapter 319: Chapter 319: Making a Bet with Pei Jue’s Father Walking out of Elder Pei Liu’s estate.

Elder Xuan handed Shen Shaojia a box, “Here, this is for you.”

Upon opening it, the jade bracelet that Elder Pei Liu had tightly covered was lying inside.

“Grandpa, did you really give him one million?”

“Oh, it doesn’t matter, that money would have ended up in my pocket anyway. I just bid on a snuff bottle for two million, compensating me by fifty percent is just one million. Take this bracelet to play with, it matches the one your sister has, how nice.”

“Going out, anyone can see you two are sisters. It’s really good.”

The jade bracelet Elder Xuan bought for Shen Shaojia complements the one Elder Mrs. Pei gave Qingwu, shining with transparent and moist light under the sunlight.

Elder Mrs. Pei glanced at Shen Shaojia and Qingwu standing together, her face also bearing a rare gentle smile.

In her view, although Shaojia is a daughter of both the Pei Family and the Xuan Family, she is forever a daughter of the Shen Family!

“Elder Xuan, what I mean is, let’s have Shaojia keep the Shen surname, and she should also leave from the Shen Family when she gets married!”

“You old witch, always having the final say in everything! I have no intentions to compete with Old Shen for my granddaughter. Does the surname matter? Even if she takes my surname, what face would I have to show?”

Elder Xuan snorted coldly.

“I have no face for it, and neither does Elder Pei! If she keeps the surname Shen, would I refuse to provide a dowry?”

Elder Mrs. Pei looked at Shen Shaojia and gently patted the back of her hand.

“Don’t worry, the Shen Family raised you, we are more than grateful. It’s up to you what surname you choose, we will not shortchange you on anything you’re entitled to.”

Shen Shaojia nodded, “Thank you, Grandma.”

Elder Mrs. Pei sighed and left together with Elder Xuan.

Inside the estate, Elder Pei Liu, whose body had almost been crushed, slowly opened his eyes!

“This matter, it must have been Pei Jue who deliberately set this trap to torment me!”

“Damn it! I will not let him off easily!”

Elder Pei Liu was filled with great sorrow.

“Even if it means mutual destruction, I want this brat to pay with his life! His mother died by my hands, he thinks he can still jump around!”

Lian Ousheng whispered, “Elder Liu, in a few days it will be the second Mrs. Pei’s anniversary. Chairman Pei invited Master Yu Chen, probably to perform a ritual for the second Mrs., right?”

Elder Pei Liu’s eyes darted around.

He clenched his fist and muttered to himself, “Performing a ritual? Seeking liberation is not so easy! Better to watch her son be sent to hell by my hands!”

“Make sure everything is well arranged, there must be no mistakes this time!”

“Yes!”

…

A few days later, at the old Pei Family residence.

The entire estate was decorated with roses and lilies, the favorite flowers of Pei Jue’s mother, with the memorial ceremony ready well in advance.

Monk Yu Chen and his dozen disciples knelt on the foremost cushions, chanting scriptures, praying for the deceased to rest in peace.

In the hall, there was a portrait of a young woman, her smile warm and appearing not yet forty, her features somewhat resembling Pei Jue, beautifully classical, captivating anyone who saw her.

The Pei family members all wore black suits standing behind the chanting monks.

The scene was solemn, with no one speaking.

Shen Shaojia held Qingwu’s hand, standing at the back.

Qingwu’s gaze fell on the middle-aged man standing behind Elder Pei, presumably Pei Jue’s father.

He wore a pure black suit, appearing overly thin such that his suit seemed too large, his somewhat long hair loosely tied back.

The man’s silhouette exuded a sort of mournful artistry, carrying a boundless loneliness.

He indeed did not look like a middle-aged man who had lost his wife early on, but rather had the forlorn and melancholic aura of a street artist.

Pei Jundu was saying something to him, the middle-aged man turned around to wipe the tears from the corner of his eyes and met Qingwu’s gaze who was sizing him up!

Qingwu slightly raised her eyebrows.

This man… she seemed to have seen him before!

Only she didn’t know he was Pei Jue’s father before; seeing him now, Qingwu also felt somewhat puzzled.

The last time they met was probably at a war art exhibition on the border, where the area was attacked by terrorists with bombs.

When Qingwu rushed in to save people, this man stopped her.

He was holding an empty wine bottle in his hand then, and grabbed Qingwu, “Let me go, you’re still young, girl, why act heroically? Being a good person here won’t get you a national award!”

“I won’t get hurt.”

The man smiled gently.

“Listen, how old are you? You still have endless possibilities. I’m different, my life isn’t important, and there’s no one in the world who would mind if I’m gone!”

After saying that, he rushed into the continuously exploding exhibition hall and came out carrying several children!

By the time Qingwu turned back to look for him, the man had disappeared at the border, reportedly heading further north.

Unexpectedly, she would meet him under such circumstances!

Pei Jue’s father recognized Qingwu too and nodded slightly to her as he walked over.

“So it’s you, girl. I didn’t expect you to still be alive.”

“Uncle, I didn’t expect you to be alive either. Did you find what you were looking for?”

He said he was an artist, going to the Arctic Circle in search of the dream he had pursued all his life!

Tears glistened in his eyes as he looked at a photograph in front, his expression wistful and lost.

“Couldn’t find it, I couldn’t find it in my lifetime.”

Qingwu opened her mouth to say something, but she ended up saying nothing.

“Are you Pei Jue’s fiancée? Nice to meet you, girl, I’m Pei Zhengchi, Pei Jue’s father! Let’s not tell Pei Jue about what happened before. Let’s keep it our secret, how about that?”

Qingwu glanced at him lightly.

“Why? Since you are searching for the cause of your wife’s death, why can’t you let Pei Jue know?”

There’s a rift between Pei Jue and his father because Pei Jue believes Pei Zhengchi does not care about his mother’s death!

“Girl, some things can’t be explained in just a few words, and besides, Pei Jue really overthinks things, he trusts no one. Even if I told him what I am doing, he would just think it’s an excuse! Even if you told him, he certainly wouldn’t believe.”

Qingwu smiled softly.

Her gaze moved past the crowd, landing on Pei Jue, who was kowtowing to his mother.

His silhouette was somewhat bleak, although he was clearly capable of standing on his own, at this moment in Qingwu’s eyes, he still seemed like a solitary and lonely young man.

With that look, Qingwu seemed to see the path Pei Jue had walked alone in the past!

Perhaps their paths have been too similar all along, and at this moment, Qingwu suddenly felt that she understood Pei Jue!

She chuckled softly, her eyes lit with a gentle light unknown to herself.

“He will believe. Whatever I say, he will definitely believe. Uncle, shall we bet on it?”

Pei Zhengchi shook his head smiling, “Girl, even though you like Pei Jue, you don’t understand his character…”

After Pei Jue finished paying his respects, he turned around and saw Qingwu talking to Pei Zhengchi, his expression darkened, and he quickly walked toward Qingwu.

“What were you talking about?”

Qingwu was straightforward, looking into Pei Jue’s eyes and speaking word by word.

“I was making a bet with Uncle Pei, betting on you!”

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