PFC Chapter 1186: But Deep Love (1)
Chapter 1186: But Deep Love (1)
Pei Zheng had foreseen that the things he had tried so hard to hide would one day be discovered.
But he didn't expect that the first person to discover these secrets was not a member of the Pei family.
"I must keep these shares. I won't give them out." Pei Zheng's face was grim. "The agreement we signed before only said that I would sell you the Pei family shares under my name."
As Xia Yunshu's agent, He Yunfeng will step in to handle some things, especially some not-so-nice things.
"Boss Pei, don't worry. I'm showing you this information not because I want you to hand over your shares." He Yunfeng pushed another document over. "It's just that we think it's been very difficult for you to endure humiliation and hardship over the years, and we want to help you!"
"You guys!" After reading the document, Pei Zheng realized that Xia Yunshu had already acquired a portion of Pei's shares.
Although it is not much, it can play a decisive role at critical moments.
Pei Zheng sighed and asked, "What on earth are you going to do?"
"My boss is cleaning up the Wen family, and she doesn't want the Pei family to have the chance to help." He Yunfeng said with a smile, "And our boss said that if you take something from someone else, you should return it.
That young Mr. Pei has been in power for so long that he almost forgot that he wasn't the most promising heir.
As soon as these words were spoken, Pei Zheng understood the other party's meaning - the child he had hidden back then had been discovered.
It turns out that many years ago, before Pei Jiming's cousin Pei Jili had an accident, he had an illegitimate son named Pei Sicheng.
Now, more than ten years have passed, and Pei Sicheng is almost eighteen years old.
Pei Zheng originally planned to wait until his grandson turned twenty before bringing Rang back to the Pei family, but he didn't expect that his plan would be exposed in advance.
He Yunchuan, who had been silent since the beginning of the conversation, took out two photos and gently pushed them in front of Pei Zheng: "Boss Pei, don't you think that at this age, they are the most similar as father and son?"
Because the photos span many years, there are some differences in pixels and colors, but because both people are wearing white clothes, it seems like they are the same person.
"Boss Pei, I have to say, your grandson and your son look so much alike!" He Yunchuan praised with a smile. "And they both like playing tennis. They're wearing the same brand of tennis attire. If it weren't for the old and new photos, you wouldn't be able to tell them apart."
Pei Zheng stroked the photo and said, "I was distracted. Mr. He's suggestion is very good."
Two days later, after Mr. Pei had breakfast as usual, he asked the butler to take him to the tennis court.
Ever since his grandson Pei Jili passed away, he opened a tennis hall. After officially retiring, he would go there for an hour or two every two or three days.
Looking at those energetic young people, Mr. Pei feels very good.
Today is the day to go to the tennis court. The housekeeper had received Pei Zheng's instructions in advance. While talking to Mr. Pei, he led people to the indoor court where Pei Sicheng was.
Just looking at the back figure made Mr. Pei a little dazed.
The housekeeper, however, acted as if he hadn't noticed Mr. Pei's abnormal behavior and deliberately scolded him, "What's wrong with you, young man?! Why are you wearing white tennis clothes in our tennis hall?"
Mr. Pei’s tennis gym is very cheap and has coaches, so many people patronize it.
But anyone who wants to play here must abide by one rule: they cannot wear white tennis attire.
Some people didn't understand at first, but later they found out it was because Mr. Pei had a grandson who died young and often wore white tennis clothes when playing.
They will then consciously follow the regulations.
Hearing the scolding, Pei Sicheng stopped serving and turned around, the sunlight shining through the glass window onto his profile.
After all, he was not an adult yet, and in order to make the effect more realistic, Pei Zheng didn't tell Pei Sicheng anything.
This inevitably made Pei Sicheng look a little embarrassed. He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "Sorry, this is my first time in this gym. I didn't know you can't wear white tennis attire here."
After seeing Pei Sicheng, Old Master Pei was immediately as if he was cast under a spell, staring at the young man in front of him without moving.
The slightly upturned corners of his eyes are exactly the same as his deceased wife's!
"Smile!" Mr. Pei suddenly said, "Smile for me!"
Although he didn't understand why the other party was like this, Pei Sicheng did it.
The curve of his mouth and the dimples on his cheeks are exactly the same as those of his first grandson.
Perhaps because of too much stimulation, Mr. Pei actually covered his chest and his breathing became rapid.
"Master, take the medicine quickly!" The housekeeper took out the medicine that had been prepared long ago and fed it to Mr. Pei. "Don't get excited. Some things can always be investigated."
Mr. Pei, who had slowly recovered, asked, "Young man, what's your name?"
"Grandpa, my name is Pei Sicheng!" Pei Sicheng answered frankly.
"Also surnamed Pei?" Old Master Pei almost instantly realized that this was probably a trick played by one of his sons.