Intertwined

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In the Pei family's courtyard, Pei Song had his rare day off and was rolling a cigar for Old Master Pei.

Pei Qingshen closed his eyes as the rocking chair made of Hainan scented rosewood swayed gently. "My dear second grandson, I heard that she...has recently returned to the country?"

Pei Song's expression did not change. It was obvious that he did not just find out about this.

He didn't answer Pei Qingshen's question and changed the subject. "Grandpa, you can just call me by my name..."

Pei Qingshen gave him a sidelong glance. He did it on purpose!

Although his second grandson's situation was better than his third grandson since he gave him a great-grandson, Pei Qingshen was still unsatisfied that he was single.

Just as he was thinking about this, a car drove into the courtyard and stopped. Pei Xingxing climbed out of the car and ran towards them, panting.