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    Chapter 65 “Wedding Invitation”

    Pei Du briefly dealt with some work and then took him home.

    “Not waiting for Old Man Pei?”

    “Wait for him for what? He has legs.”

    “…”

    Not long after arriving home, Old Man Pei chased after them and knocked on the door.

    Behind him, the housekeeper carried a life-sized doll and held a huge Lego toy box.

    As soon as he stepped into the door, Old Man Pei frowned at the room layout.

    How is it so small?

    He looked at Pei Du.

    You let your beloved live in this kind of house?

    Pei Du looked back.

    Mind your own business?

    Old Man Pei withdrew his gaze and saw Sheng Tong in the room, instantly switching to a cutesy voice as he went forward.

    “Tongtong, look what Grandpa brought you!”

    Sheng Tong’s eyes lit up when he saw the toys.

    Old Man Pei was overjoyed. “Do you like them? They’re all for Tongtong!”

    Hearing this, Sheng Tong first nodded and said “like,” then shook his head and said very seriously.

    “But I can’t just take other people’s things.”

    Old Man Pei: So well-behaved!

    “It’s not just taking, give me a kiss.”

    Old Man Pei’s abacus beads hit Pei Du’s face, making Pei Du laugh.

    Sheng Yiguang didn’t know what to say.

    Sheng Tong took two steps back and shook his head.

    “Brother said, you can’t kiss people randomly.”

    Old Man Pei glanced at Sheng Yiguang with some disappointment.

    Teaching a child too well is also a kind of regret.

    Old Man Pei squatted down in front of Sheng Tong and said softly.

    “Tongtong, your brother and Pei Du-gege are very busy recently. Come home with Grandpa, and Grandpa will take care of you for a while…”

    Old Man Pei paused, feeling it wasn’t good.

    Since he had already started, he might as well go all out.

    To avoid having to bring it up next time.

    “No! How about Grandpa becomes your grandfather?”

    Sheng Yiguang: ?????

    Pei Du: ??????????

    Pei Du was displeased. “Old man, what do you mean?”

    “What do I mean? Can’t I recognize Tongtong as my god-grandson?”

    “If you recognize him as your god-grandson, what are Sheng Yiguang and me?”

    This didn’t stump Old Man Pei at all.

    “We’ll each have our own relationship.”

    Pei Du sneered.

    Old Man Pei: “Besides, aren’t you about to close the net? You always need a suitable time to make your proof that you don’t have mental illness public. If I recognize Tongtong as my god-grandson, I will definitely hold a banquet, which is a suitable time.”

    Old Man Pei frantically hinted at Pei Du, trying to persuade him.

    Sheng Yiguang said, “Old Man Pei, I know you like Tongtong very much, but I hope you’ll think about the matter of recognizing relatives again.”

    If Sheng Tong becomes Old Man Pei’s god-grandson, he will definitely be loved by thousands.

    But what if Old Man Pei doesn’t like Tongtong one day?

    At that time, Tongtong will experience the feeling of falling from heaven to hell.

    Sheng Yiguang had experienced this feeling before.

    He didn’t want Tongtong to experience it again.

    “I’ve thought about this a long time ago. I’m not just recognizing him casually. There will be no shortage of guarantees and gifts. I will also hold the recognition banquet well so that everyone knows. With the Pei family as Tongtong’s backing, he won’t be bullied in the future.”

    Old Man Pei vowed.

    Sheng Yiguang thought for a while and squatted down in front of Sheng Tong.

    “Tongtong, do you want this grandfather to be your grandfather?”

    Sheng Tong asked, “If this grandfather is my grandfather, will no one dare to bully you?”

    Sheng Yiguang’s heart softened. “This is not something you need to consider.”

    “That’s right.”

    Pei Du’s tone was lazy, with a hint of displeasure.

    “Isn’t it enough that your brother is under my control?”

    Sheng Tong’s expression was serious. “What if you bully him?”

    Pei Du: “I won’t.”

    “Who knows if you mean ‘you will never’? Sheng Yiguang, I can protect you too! I’m willing to let this grandfather be my grandfather!”

    Old Man Pei’s mood was complicated.

    Tongtong was so sensible, which made him like him even more.

    But Tongtong agreed to him because he wanted to be Sheng Yiguang’s support.

    Fearing that Sheng Tong would go back on his word and Sheng Yiguang would disagree.

    Old Man Pei hurriedly said, “Then it’s settled. I’ll go arrange it now and send out the invitations in the next few days.”

    Pei Du suddenly asked, “Who’s designing your invitations?”

    “Finding someone to design them.”

    “I’ll do it.”

    “You?”

    Pei Du nodded. “I’m a bit interested.”

    Old Man Pei didn’t care about such trivial matters.

    “Then I’ll leave it to you.”

    After speaking, he happily left with the housekeeper to take care of the recognition of relatives.

    Sheng Yiguang was puzzled. “Why do you suddenly want to design invitations? Do you need my help?”

    “Oh, no need.”

    Pei Du strode over and sat on the sofa, took out his phone, and opened the album.

    “I want to take this opportunity to let the group of people who send barrages take a good look at who is the perfect match.”

    Sheng Yiguang: ???

    What do you mean?

    It didn’t take two days for Sheng Yiguang to understand what Pei Du meant.

    Pei Du opened a separate page on the invitation.

    It was paired with a comic photo of them both.

    The side briefly and clearly described their emotional experiences.

    Met in high school, fell in love in college.

    After separating due to various circumstances, they reunited, supported each other, and never gave up.

    Other people’s invitations.

    One front, one back.

    The invitation that Pei Du took out.

    Flipping it over is the front.

    Flipping it over is still the front.

    Looking at this side, it’s a recognition banquet.

    Looking at that side, it’s practically an engagement banquet.

    Sheng Yiguang was silent.

    What’s the difference between this and directly photocopying their marriage certificate as promotional flyers and distributing them everywhere?

    Pei Du flicked the invitation, his tone arrogant and shameless.

    “Now everyone knows I’m your husband, aren’t you touched?”

    “…”

    He really hoped that the whole world would know that he and Pei Du were a couple.

    But he didn’t particularly want it to be this way.

    “Sheng Yiguang, laugh if you want to laugh, don’t hold back in front of your husband.”

    “…”

    Is there a possibility?

    He wasn’t holding back?

    Sheng Yiguang felt socially awkward just thinking about such invitations being sent to the wealthy and powerful families in Lingang, being browsed by countless people, and didn’t even want to attend the recognition ceremony.

    Sheng Yiguang put down the invitation, his tone as gentle as possible, wanting to persuade Pei Du to give up this operation.

    “Isn’t this a bit too high-profile?”

    Pei Du raised his eyebrows and slowly asked back.

    “I only occupied one side, where is it high-profile? I think it’s very low-key.”

    “…”

    Do you have some misunderstanding about what low-key means?

    Pei Du asked again, “Don’t you want more people to hope that I’m with you than people who hope that I’m with Wen Heng?”

    “…”

    He hoped so.

    Pei Du: “The more blessings we receive, the angrier the barrages will definitely be. We can’t hit them, but we can piss them off!”

    Pei Du: “Besides…the invitations, I’ve already sent them out.”

    Already sent them out?

    Pei Du: “The one in your hand is a copy I secretly kept, I think you should want it very much, keep it well, you can also frame it and hang it up if you want. But you can’t hang it at the head of the bed, that place has to be reserved for our wedding photo.”

    “…I don’t really want it. I can see that you like it very much, and this is also your hard work, you can keep it yourself.”

    Pei Du chuckled and picked up the invitation he had put down.

    “Time was tight, it’s not much hard work, and my design is definitely not as good as yours. I can see that you don’t like it very much either, so…”

    The curve of Pei Du’s lips deepened, and he looked at Sheng Yiguang, saying cryptically.

    “Then when we get married, you can design the invitations, how about it?”

    Sheng Yiguang’s heart skipped a beat.

    Time seemed to be stretched and frozen at this moment, every second filled with honey-like sweetness.

    He nodded.

    Pei Du kissed him happily for a long time, and only let go when the phone rang.

    Sheng Yiguang covered his flushed face and sat on the sofa, lost in thought for a while.

    After thinking about it, he carefully put away the invitation on the table.

    When the invitations were sent out, the Wen family also received them.

    Wen Heng couldn’t believe it when he looked at the invitation.

    Grandpa Pei is actually going to recognize Sheng Tong as his god-grandson?

    Is he crazy?

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