strictlysupreme Chapter 409 The Greedy and Lustful Secretary 21
Chapter 409 The Greedy and Lustful Secretary 21
Time flies, and several months have passed in a flash.
Yan Jiu had never intended to marry Pei Ci.
Pei Ci was not anxious, but the anxiety in the hearts of the old couple Pei Yuanming and Du Feng was like wild weeds growing wildly in spring.
Pei Yuanming has quit smoking for more than ten years since he retired and stopped taking care of the company's affairs.
He secretly took out a crumpled cigarette from the corner, held it between his fingers, and was about to light it.
Du Feng's sharp eyes shot over like a sharp arrow, and then, with a strong wind, her palm slapped the cigarette away with a "pop".
"If you dare to smoke, believe it or not, I will beat you to death. I don't want my lungs anymore."
Pei Yuanming bent down helplessly to pick up the cigarette that had fallen to the ground, sighed lightly, and threw it into the trash can. The worry on his face seemed to deepen.
"Old lady, don't worry about the cigarettes for now. Call our son and ask him when he plans to get married.
Every time I go out for a walk, my old neighbors and friends ask me about my son’s marriage as soon as they see me. I don’t know where to put my face. I always say I don’t know. I’m afraid they will laugh at me behind my back.
Du Feng's face was also filled with helplessness and anxiety: "I'm even more anxious than you. Yan Jiu's baby is almost full-term, and the due date is less than three months away. But why aren't these two children anxious at all?"
Pei Yuanming frowned, thought for a moment, and then said, "Don't call. I think you should go directly to the company to find Xiao Ci and ask him in person what's going on."
Du Feng was extremely anxious and could not delay for a moment, so he hurried to the company.
She walked hurriedly all the way and walked straight into the president's office.
As soon as he entered the room, he said to Pei Ci, who was sitting on a chair and leisurely fiddling with a pen, "Son, you can't just focus on work all day. What girl nowadays doesn't value a sense of ceremony, especially for a lifelong event like marriage. You must quickly propose to Yan Jiu and can't just sit there and wait."
Pei Ci raised his head slightly, the pen in his hand twirling lightly between his fingertips, and replied slowly, "Please."
When Du Feng heard this, she felt a sense of unease inexplicably. "That's good enough. But when are you planning to get married? Look at Yan Jiu's belly, it's getting bigger every day. We have to get married sooner rather than later. It will be embarrassing if we put it off any longer."
Pei Ci nodded slightly and replied, "Well, actually I propose marriage every month, but Yanyan said she wants to wait until the baby is born."
Upon hearing this, Du Feng couldn't help but tighten her grip on the handbag a little, and her expression became a little indignant: "Why do we suddenly have to wait until the baby is born? This is not right. Is she tired of you, or has she found a new love outside?"
Pei Ci frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure flashing in his eyes: "Mom, how is it possible? Yanyan only has me in her heart, don't let your imagination run wild."
Du Feng persisted, her voice rising a few notches: "Silly child, you, she's been pregnant for several months and still doesn't want to marry you. It's obvious that she has other plans."
"Hey, I told you a long time ago that you shouldn't give her all your property. Look at her now. She's rich and powerful. How could she still be interested in a poor boy like you?"
Pei Ci reluctantly put down the pen in his hand, stood up, walked to Du Feng, and patiently explained, "Mom, I'm not poor, and the Pei family is not my only property. Yanyan has her own ideas, so don't worry about her. I believe in her."
Du Feng stamped her feet in anger: "You believe her, she may not like you, she only likes your money. Once she gets your money, she will abandon you like a worn-out shoe. How could I give birth to such a stupid son like you?"
Pei Ci didn't like to hear this. Yan Yan liked him the most: "Why doesn't she like me? She likes my money, that's why she likes me. Otherwise, why doesn't she like other people's money and only likes my money?"
Du Feng: “…”
"You, you are hopeless. If you don't find a way to marry her now, and wait until she grows strong enough to run away with her little white face, I'll see how you will cry in the future."
Pei Ci's eyes, as dark as a deep pool, flashed with undisguised pride, as if nothing in the world could catch his eye.
However, now he obeys Yan Jiuyan's orders and is very patient.
But all this obedience and patience came from one belief - Yan Jiu only had him in his heart.
"Impossible, Yanyan can't escape from my grasp no matter what. Besides, she only likes me and doesn't like anyone else."
Pei Ci raised the corners of his mouth slightly and murmured to himself confidently.
"She can't fly anywhere."
He then added: "Unless she is willing to take me with her."
After saying that, he chuckled to himself, "Hey, my wife would probably like private jets..."
Du Feng, who was standing by, couldn't bear to watch it anymore. He rolled his eyes and cursed in a low voice: "What an idiot!" Then he turned around and left angrily.