The Stepmother's Counterattack: Raising a Child in a Bygone Era-Chapter 774 - 773: I’m a Dog, But You are More Dog-like Than Me

Chapter 774: Chapter 773: I’m a Dog, But You are More Dog-like Than Me

Although his younger sister’s silly words made him laugh, Pei Ziheng gently did not burst her naive bubble.

He could take the college entrance exam at thirteen because he had memories from his previous life, along with an extraordinarily high IQ.

Even though they were born the same year and were of the same age, Pei Tang was just starting middle school now.

"When winter solstice comes, I’ll come back to see you."

"Winter solstice? How much longer is that?"

"Thirty-one days."

Pei Tang, a bit disheartened, murmured softly, "That’s still so long."

Pei Ziheng laughed, "Then when do you want to see your brother?"

Pei Tang’s eyes rolled twice in thought and she crisply said, "Tomorrow!"

"Okay."

Pei Tang flipped over to sit on the bed, her face filled with surprise and anticipation, "Really?"

"Mhm, there are no classes this weekend, I’ll come back in the afternoon and treat you to something delicious in the evening."

"Yay, yay!"

After appeasing his sister, Pei Ziheng phoned his assistant Lin Fei, "Help me book a ticket for tomorrow to return to Fengcheng, I want to have dinner with my family."

Lin Fei, "Young Master Pei, weekend flights from the Capital are always tight; it might be difficult to book one..."

"Lin Fei."

Pei Ziheng in a calm tone, "I hire you with a high salary to solve problems, not to point them out."

"...Understood, I’ll handle it right away."

After hanging up, Lin Fei, who had just lay down for a bit, resignedly got out of bed, dressed, and prepared to leave.

"It’s so late and yet you still have to go out, are there spirits luring your soul outside?"

Mother Lin complained upon seeing his readiness to leave.

"What can I do when the boss calls?"

"It’s already 10 PM, even the commune’s donkeys aren’t treated this harshly."

Father Lin, who came out for a drink of water, joked, "A commune’s donkey doesn’t make an annual salary of fifty thousand."

When money came up, Mother Lin lost her temper.

Though the economic level in the Capital was much higher than in Fengcheng, young people earning fifty thousand a year were still extremely rare.

...

Zijing Road, Jingyue Garden.

Nanny Aunt Mei, holding a freshly heated glass of milk, stood at the study door, "Master Ziheng, your milk is ready."

Per Pei Ziheng’s personal preference, after enrollment, he did not stay in the school dormitory; instead, he rented a small three-bedroom residence close to Qing University and hired a nanny to take care of his daily needs.

"Leave it there, I’ll drink it in a bit."

Aunt Mei placed the milk on the large desk overflowing with books, documents, and materials, and couldn’t help but say caringly,

"It’s getting late, drink your milk and rest soon, you’re still growing, staying up all night isn’t good."

"Mm."

Having lived with him for a while, Aunt Mei had gotten a good grasp of the young master’s temperament—though young, he didn’t like others fussing over him. After reminding him, she tactfully left the room.

As soon as the study door closed, Pei Ziheng picked up the milk from the desk and drank it all at once, then sat down to continue what he was doing before he called Pei Tang.

...

Fengcheng, Pei Family.

Pei Yang leaned against the headboard, watching Shen Mingzhu doing her skincare in front of the vanity mirror, and teased, "I heard you were fierce at school again today?"

He used the word ’again’ because last year, when Pei Tang was bullied by some bratty children at school, Shen Mingzhu made a scene, creating quite the stir.

Even though she dealt with those bratty kids, Shen Mingzhu was also displeased with the then homeroom teacher Xie Xiuyun.

After some inquiries, she found that Yu Lilan from class three was quite good, and thus transferred her daughter to Yu Lilan’s class.

Ignoring Pei Yang’s teasing, Shen Mingzhu instead started talking about something else, "The martial arts class I enrolled in is not bad."

She had only been practicing for two months without any prior experience, so she was quite satisfied with her performance today.

Having been married for so many years, Pei Yang could easily decipher her thoughts. "Are you having some ideas again?"

Shen Mingzhu was applying the leftover face cream to the back of her hands as she spoke, "The coach is quite competent. I think we can invest in him and start a chain of training schools."

Pei Yang laughed, "Didn’t you say you wanted to be a full-time housewife? It’s only been two months and you’re already restless?"

Feeling her gaze through the mirror, Pei Yang quickly clarified, "What I mean is, don’t suppress your own nature. Do whatever you want, however it makes you happy."

"Oh."

Shen Mingzhu leisurely picked up the feather duster from the cupboard, "My hands are itching to hit someone right now."

Pei Yang: "...You can go hit Fugui; it’s tough-skinned and can take a beating. I’m going to sleep now, goodnight, wife~" free𝑤ebnovel.com

The German Shepherd in the living room dog bed: I’m a dog, but you’re even more of a ’dog’ than me.

...

At Wanhao Hotel, on the top floor VIP banquet hall.

Yan Su picked up a glass of white wine from the bar and handed it to Pei Wenping, "Try this."

"Thanks."

Pei Wenping lifted the wine glass to her lips and sipped delicately like a lady.

Of course, this wasn’t her usual style.

Usually, when she was dining and drinking with Shen Mingzhu and others, regardless of whether it was red, white, or beer, she would gulp it down.

But today was different. Today was a high-end wine tasting event. The huge bar in the middle of the banquet hall displayed nearly a hundred types of drinks, but they weren’t meant to be chugged, only savored.

"How is it?"

Pei Wenping smacked her lips, "Sweet but not cloying, fragrant but not strong."

Yan Su was amused by her description, "You really are a professional in the food industry."

Pei Wenping felt a bit embarrassed, "I’m not well-educated, I can’t come up with any elegant terms, please forgive me."

Yan Su laughed again, then her attention was drawn to someone approaching. Her smile widened.

"Look behind you, guess who’s here."

Pei Wenping turned around and saw a man dressed in a black turtleneck sweater and a gray suit, his demeanor gentle and polished.

How did that thing get in here too?

Pei Wenping turned back around and swiftly drained the remaining white wine from her glass.

Yan Su cautioned, "Drink slowly, don’t get drunk."

"Don’t worry, I can hold my liquor."

Yan Su smiled understandingly, "There’s a friend over there, I’ll go chat for a moment. You go mingle."

"Alright."

After watching Yan Su leave, Pei Wenping put down her empty glass and picked up a pale golden champagne to taste.

"Hello?"

"Chen Yi, do you mind if..."

She turned around and saw a stranger standing behind her; the word "mind" caught in her throat.

"Sorry, my last name isn’t Chen," the man humorously alleviated the awkward moment.

Pei Wenping chuckled sheepishly, "My apologies, your voice sounded a lot like a friend of mine."

In fact, they weren’t similar at all, completely different vocal tones. Perhaps she had had too much to drink and her mind was foggy, confusing them.

Thinking to herself, she couldn’t help but glance over the banquet hall again.

Whether it was intuition or not, she spotted Chen Yi conversing with a woman in a white dress.

The woman, dressed in an ivory halterneck maxi dress, had a curvaceous figure, long black hair draped over her right shoulder, and her wrist adorned with a sparkling diamond bracelet, though it wasn’t as bright as the look in Chen Yi’s eyes.

Pei Wenping pulled her gaze back and started making small talk with the man before her.

The man, demonstrating good manners, introduced himself first, "May I ask your name?"

"Wenping."

Just as Pei Wenping was about to speak further, Chen Yi seemingly came out of nowhere.