Extreme Pampering-Chapter 67 - The Pei Family are all masters at

Chapter 67: Chapter 67 The Pei Family are all masters at manipulating people.

Chapter 67: Chapter 67 The Pei Family are all masters at manipulating people.

Qin Fang and Fu Songzhi helped arrange the offerings and waited a while longer before the maternal relatives of Pei Yu’s mother arrived—this time, it was her brother and sister, surnamed Song.

The two parties met with a cool demeanor, more like enemies than relatives. Pei Yu lit the incense and worshiped as usual, while Shen Zhiyi stood quietly by his side throughout. Still, she could feel the scrutinizing gazes of the Song siblings.

After Pei Yu finished the rituals, the Song siblings came over to wipe the dust off the tombstone. The man poured himself a cup of liquor and downed it in one gulp.

“Sister, it’s been over twenty years since you left, and I still feel aggrieved for you. Whenever I think that you are buried in Pei’s land, my heart aches!”

Father Pei had sworn back then that he would take good care of her for life. Yet, just a few years later, he changed his heart. They regretted, resented, and could not accept it!

“People of the Pei Family are all despicable—no husband like a husband, no son like a son. How could you be so foolish? How could you not think about your own family…”

Hating Father Pei was understandable, but why condemn Pei Yu as well?

Shen Zhiyi frowned, clutched Pei Yu’s hand anxiously, and he looked down with a calm expression, as though he had not heard his uncle’s sarcastic remarks and was still concerned about her, “Are you tired?”

She shook her head, wanting to say something, but the setting was not right; some words could not be said here.

Noticing her hesitation, Pei Yu gave a faint smile, “I’m fine.”

Even Qin Fang, known for his short temper, didn’t interrupt the Song siblings. He just listened with a cold face.

When the memorial service finally ended, everyone descended the mountain. Qin Fang, having held back all this time, immediately found a place to smoke, clearly very frustrated. Qin Xiaoran walked behind with Shen Zhiyi, chatting about recent trivial matters.

Shen Zhiyi responded a few times, again feeling that overly obvious gaze on her and turned her head to see that it was indeed Pei Yu’s uncle.

The man quickened his pace to catch up, looking at her as if she were his irresponsible sister, “Are you Pei Yu’s woman?”

There had been no news of Pei Yu being engaged, so perhaps their relationship hadn’t reached that stage yet.

Shen Zhiyi remained silent, and Qin Xiaoran defensively stepped in front of her, “What’s it to you?”

“Hah,” the man took a harsh drag on his cigarette, “You know how my sister died, right? The Pei’s are skilled at manipulating people. They shower you with affection now, but will change their hearts sooner or later. If you’re smart, stay far away from such people—”

Emotions are not something you can just dispel; to move on can tear you up inside. Encountering a man who easily changes his heart will eventually bring you trouble.

“Hey!”

Qin Xiaoran listened in alarm, thankful that Pei Yu wasn’t there to hear this. If he had, his uncle would have hit him regardless.

The man walked away after finishing his talk. Qin Xiaoran cautiously observed Shen Zhiyi’s expression, “Don’t listen to his nonsense, Brother Pei Yu is different from his dad.”

Shen Zhiyi nodded, “Don’t tell him.”

“Okay.”

Qin Xiaoran agreed, and at the same time, she breathed a sigh of relief. She too didn’t want to tell Pei Yu about it; the relationship between Pei Yu and his uncle was already strained, and knowing this could only make things openly hostile.

As they walked down the mountain path, Pei Yu was standing at the bottom of the steps, alongside Secretary Qin, talking about something.

“Is Pei Yu not on good terms with his mother’s relatives?”

“Yeah,” Qin Xiaoran complained, “it’s always been bad.”

“Why?”

Shen Zhiyi couldn’t understand; the man seemed to love his sister a lot, so why was he so harsh towards her child?

“Because they think Brother Pei Yu looks a lot like his dad,”

Although she knew Pei Yu couldn’t hear what they were discussing, Qin Xiaoran still subconsciously lowered her voice, “When Auntie passed away, Uncle Pei didn’t shed a single tear, neither did Brother Pei Yu, he really resembled Uncle Pei when he was little, in appearance, speech, and behavior. The people on Auntie’s side felt he was just like Uncle Pei the moment they saw him, and they couldn’t feel close to him.”

Initially, it was just misdirected anger, disliking the child because they hated Father Pei. But as time passed, they also wanted to meet the only blood relative left by their sister. However, by then, Pei Yu had refused to form emotional connections with them.

“Later on, when Brother Pei Yu took control of Pei’s, the relationship with that side became even more distant.”

In order to compete for the inheritance among his siblings, Pei Yu did many things using the methods taught by Father Pei. To the Song Family, his ruthlessness was exactly like that of Father Pei. He wasn’t at all like his gentle mother.

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He wasn’t a child of the Song Family, his surname was Pei.

“So, even now, we only see each other when visiting Auntie’s grave.”

Qin Xiaoran couldn’t help adding, “Brother Pei Yu isn’t what they imagine. Although I don’t understand him very well, I know he isn’t like Uncle Pei. Otherwise, my brother wouldn’t have become good friends with him.”

She felt that the surname “Pei” had unfairly tainted Pei Yu, desperately trying to salvage his image, “Brother Pei Yu and Qin Fang are like brothers in life and death, no exaggeration. My brother’s life was saved by him.”

Having reached the end of the stairs, Pei Yu was waiting there. He glanced at Qin Xiaoran, noting her peculiar expression, “What’s with that look on your face?”

“Nothing,” Qin Xiaoran quickly covered up and hurried away.

Pei Yu didn’t pursue further, taking Shen Zhiyi’s hand as they walked the rugged path ahead, “Shall we eat out or head back to Huating?”

“Huating it is.”

Pei Yu responded softly, suddenly asking, “Did something upset you?”

He was concerned about Shen Zhiyi’s unusual demeanor during the memorial.

She looked up in surprise, speechless for a long while until he gently pinched her fingertips.

“I… It should be you who is upset.”

He was the one ridiculed by his uncle, the one criticized for being no different from Father Pei. Why then, was he concerned about whether she was upset?

“It’s not worth minding,” Pei Yu said lightly, “they’ve always been like this.”

Ever since attending his mother’s funeral and discovering he couldn’t shed a single tear, this had been their attitude.

Pei Yu truly didn’t mind, because it wasn’t important.

“I won’t bring you next time,” Pei Yu said, “It was my oversight this time.”

He should have known, they would dislike her by association.

“It’s not your fault,” Shen Zhiyi never engaged in talking behind people’s backs before, but this time she had to admit she was indeed a bit upset, “it’s their prejudice against you.”

To put it plainly, it was simply a case of hating the sin and the sinner too.

Pei Yu chuckled softly, “Yes, you’re right.”

The two got into the car, and at the same time, another car was driving towards them.

In the quiet cemetery, an old man sat in a wheelchair, coughing in the mountain breeze for a long time.

His voice was hoarse, “Who was that person with Pei Yu?”

The person beside him replied, “Her surname is Shen, she’s an actress.”