How I Pampered the Tyrant Into Devotion With My Space-Chapter 531: Then Let’s See It Through to the End
Then, they added Pei Shu’er’s name to the family register, right in the original spot.
Xiang Hui had a smile on her face, exuding the poise of a matriarch.
During the process, Pei Shu’er felt countless gazes focusing on her, but she nonchalantly took a sip of tea.
Next, Pei Yu led everyone to the ancestral hall and solemnly placed the family register there.
He then asked Pei Shu’er to bow respectfully to the ancestors in the hall.
Pei Shu’er immediately bowed.
After bowing and burning incense, the group returned to the dining hall for a meal.
Dining together here was another scene of competing for favor.
Normally, in other households, there’s no need to gather and eat together; everyone eats separately.
But Pei Yu insists otherwise, seemingly enjoying being surrounded by beauties, a habit he’s sustained for over twenty years.
Pei Shu’er sighed and whispered to Tang Zan, "If you ever act like this, you might as well go with your beauties."
Tang Zan chuckled, "Relax, I don’t have that hobby."
Pei Shu’er felt pleased at heart but maintained a nonchalant demeanor.
"Tell me, what’s on my dad’s mind? He’s so handsome, but all these women aren’t as good-looking as him. Seems like he’s the one losing out."
Shen Wanqing joined the conversation.
"Your dad seems to enjoy it. He’s like that, loves having women revolve around him."
After saying this, Shen Wanqing quietly spoke to Pei Shu’er.
"Honestly, I’m afraid he might get syphilis and pass it on to me. Luckily, I don’t sleep with him often; he doesn’t visit me often."
Pei Shu’er laughed out loud, "Mom, is this something you should be saying to your daughter?"
Shen Wanqing found no issue with it; she felt that her relationship with her daughter was like mother and daughter, but also as inseparable close friends. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦
During the meal, she looked up and noticed Pei Yu looking over, his face somewhat stiff.
Shen Wanqing also looked his way; Pei Yu sneered, "Two months ago."
Shen Wanqing realized Pei Yu had overheard, and that was his answer: they had slept together two months ago.
She recalled their last encounter and her face turned pale instantly.
Looking at Xing Ruo, she didn’t seem clean either.
Could that flirtatious fox have syphilis?
Hopefully, I won’t catch it.
Shen Wanqing held Pei Shu’er’s hand tightly, her palms already sweaty.
"Shu’er, let’s not eat; let’s go back to the room. I have something for you."
Pei Shu’er went back with her, Shen Wanqing hurried along.
As they walked, Shen Wanqing whispered in a near tearful tone.
"Shu’er, help mom check if dad passed on syphilis."
Pei Shu’er tugged Shen Wanqing’s hand and quietly reminded her.
"Mom, don’t say that; dad might have heard."
Shen Wanqing covered her mouth, quickening her pace.
Whether Pei Yu heard or not wasn’t important; he hadn’t done away with her all these years.
The crucial thing was, she didn’t want to catch syphilis.
Martial artists have hearing sharper than normal people, so both Tang Zan and Pei Yu heard Shen Wanqing’s words.
Pei Yu’s face turned grim, and the surrounding beauties dared not approach him.
Tang Zan felt sympathy for Pei Yu, being despised by one’s own wife.
Tsk tsk.
That’s quite bittersweet.
But he had seen enough of this competition drama, and immediately followed Pei Shu’er out.
The younger ones didn’t dine with Pei Yu to avoid the constant uproar.
Only Shen Wanqing insisted Pei Shu’er eat with her, hence witnessing such scenes.
Pei Shu’er took Shen Wanqing’s pulse and said, "Mom, you’re very healthy."
Shen Wanqing seemed anxious.
"No, Shu’er, please check more carefully. I’ve heard that syphilis has no symptoms in the early stages."
Moreover, syphilis can’t be cured at this time.
Pei Shu’er said, "No, mom, you’re fine."
Shen Wanqing breathed a long sigh of relief, relaxing completely.
"Now I’m assured."
Pei Shu’er smiled sweetly, saying, "Mom, you must not be full yet; let me make you something delicious."
Shen Wanqing burped at just the right moment.
"I’m full."
Pei Shu’er thought, seeing her mother’s husband flirting with other women, she must have lost her appetite.
But hearing that burp, Pei Shu’er knew her mother had gotten used to it.
The husband flirting didn’t affect Jiaohua doing well in meals.
Pei Shu’er chatted with Shen Wanqing for a while, and as night fell, she planned to sleep.
Tang Zan came knocking.
"Pei Shu’er, come out for a moment, my clothes are torn; do you have any clean ones there?"
Upon hearing this, Pei Shu’er instantly knew Tang Zan wasn’t talking about torn clothes.
He was simply eager.
She went out with Tang Zan promptly.
Tang Zan pulled her into his arms, leaned close to Pei Shu’er’s ear, and asked.
"The grove or the grass?"
Warm breath brushed Pei Shu’er’s ear, tickling her.
Pei Shu’er rested her hand on Tang Zan’s chest, clearing her throat.
"I’m teasing you; I plan to return to the mansion tonight."
Tang Zan curved his lips in a smile and released Pei Shu’er’s hand.
"Alright, go tell your mom."
Pei Shu’er went back, telling Shen Wanqing, "Mom, I’ll be heading back, I’ll come again in a few days."
Shen Wanqing’s eyes were full of reluctance.
"Shu’er, you should visit mom often."
Pei Shu’er replied, "Okay, mom, don’t worry."
She realized Shen Wanqing was truly a little woman.
Unable to rely on men, she placed all her dependence and concern on her children.
When Pei Shu’er returned home, Tang Zan led her to the mountain behind the Prince Zhan Mansion.
This was originally a man-made mountain, which over time turned into a real one.
Back then, War King created it, and everyone thought it was for Liu Xu, but now it’s clear it was for Jing Ci.
Pei Shu’er cleared her throat.
"No need, right? This place really is, cough cough, aren’t we going home? Why not go straight home?"
Tang Zan replied, "I didn’t say returning home means not going outdoors."
Pei Shu’er recalled the rustic scenes and frowned instantly, refusing to go further.
Tang Zan laughed, "Why, wasn’t it you who suggested pursuing excitement? Then it should be carried through."
Pei Shu’er almost choked; this line sounded vaguely familiar.
Pei Shu’er immediately squatted, grabbing Tang Zan’s hand, unwilling to proceed.
Tang Zan decisively bent over and scooped Pei Shu’er up horizontally.
Pei Shu’er resisted fiercely, saying all sorts of nice things.
"Tang Zan, husband, dear, darling, baby, give up, I was wrong, I find it uncomfortable."
Tang Zan chuckled, "No problem, you’ll be on top."
He planted a kiss on Pei Shu’er’s cheek, making a "mwah" sound.
"I’ll be your horse."
Pei Shu’er was exasperated.
"No, I don’t want to ride a horse; I want to go home."
