"So, do you think I’m overestimating myself?" Pei Yicheng half-squinted his eyes, not wanting to see him at all.
He pressed his lips tightly together. Although he didn’t win the bid this time, he wasn’t upset.
He knew very well that he was still young, and there would be more opportunities in the future. President He didn’t use his project, and he just wanted to say, it’s his loss.
Maybe in the future, he could build a shopping mall bigger than Tianhua Department Store?
Pei Yicheng thought about this, but didn’t show anything on his face. Pei Guozhong was so eager to come and watch the spectacle, which made him quite displeased. He said, "You’ve seen the joke, you can leave now."
Listening to Pei Yicheng’s prickly words, Pei Guozhong obviously wanted to say something caring, but when the words came out, they changed in tone, "I just wanted to tell you, the waters in this industry are quite deep!"
"Thank you for telling me, I understand." Pei Yicheng didn’t like him being at home.
Pei Guozhong stood there, looking at the familiar arrangement inside the house, he said, "Yicheng, I heard that some time ago, you got hurt because of that girl?"
Pei Yicheng’s expression instantly darkened.
Pei Guozhong said, "I told you, you and her aren’t a good match, that Chili Sauce Factory..."
Before he could finish his sentence, Pei Yicheng interrupted, "You’re not welcome in my home."
"You..." Pei Guozhong puffed up his beard and glared angrily; he had heard from others that his son had blocked a knife for a girl. In his heart, Pei Guozhong was both worried and angry.
"Don’t forget, she once sacrificed herself to save your daughter, Yining." Pei Yicheng stood up, taller than Pei Guozhong, with a tall and slender build, and a cold expression. "Don’t just say she’s someone I like. Even if she’s not, I wouldn’t stand idly by watching a young girl get hurt. Moreover, I’d rather it be me who gets hurt than her!"
Pei Yicheng’s words were firm, leaving no room for anyone to say even a little bad thing about Xu Nianhua. He smirked sarcastically, "But I think you definitely won’t understand this feeling!"
"Pei Yicheng, I’m your father!" Pei Guozhong looked at his son’s cold eyes and icy words—he was doing this to his father for an outsider—and felt extremely hurt.
"Oh." Pei Yicheng replied lightly.
Pei Guozhong shook with anger.
"Dad, brother, both of you, just say less." Pei Yining was stuck in the middle and felt very awkward!
Obviously, their father was worried about his brother, but how did they end up arguing as they talked?
Though they weren’t loudly arguing, talking with cold faces was colder than treating a stranger.
"You shouldn’t have come." Pei Yicheng said coldly.
"This is my home too." Pei Guozhong looked at him with wide eyes.
"That was in the past."
Suddenly, a sense of powerlessness surged from the depths of Pei Guozhong’s heart.
"Dad, Aunt Wan is waiting for you outside." Pei Yining gently whispered in Pei Guozhong’s ear.
Pei Guozhong looked at Pei Yicheng for a long time and then said, "Yining, when will you come home? Yijian misses you. No matter what, we’re family."
"Dad, I’ll come home to see you in a few days!" Pei Yining said obediently while supporting Pei Guozhong out, softly speaking and occasionally turning back to look at Pei Yicheng, who stood motionless in the living room. She felt that her brother seemed very lonely at this moment.
Pei Yicheng took a deep breath, picked up the phone, and upon hearing the familiar voice on the other end, his icy expression seemed to melt instantly.