stern wife

Chapter 322 To Apologize [Part [-]]
He kept persuading himself that Pei Wenchang just lost his mother and felt uncomfortable, so Pei Zengshan suppressed his anger and continued:

"It's fine if you don't want to apologize. Anyway, your father is not old yet, and he can have another bastard with other aunts. At that time, your father will only focus on cultivating that bastard, and leave you alone. Li, just relying on the old lady's pampering, do you think you can live a good life for a few more years?"

After a pause, he continued:

"Besides, even if your father doesn't give birth, don't forget, he still has several sons from the direct descendants! Those direct descendants wish that you would completely offend your father to death and lose power, so that they can step on you to take the throne! If one day you really Let those descendants inherit the Duke's Mansion, heh, think about what you and your mother have done to them, and think about the favoritism you and your mother have received, can those descendants not complain in their hearts? At that time, can they let you go?! Among other things, you can't deal with Pei Xiaoran alone!"

"Don't say any more!"

As soon as Pei Xiaoran was mentioned, Pei Wenchang felt as if his internal organs were being burned by a raging fire, which made his whole face distorted uncontrollably.

He said harshly:

"I say! I'm going to apologize to my father right now!"

Then Pei Zengshan smiled and nodded, thinking that at least this stupid donkey is not so stupid that it can't be cured.

Even though Pei Wenchang went out to look for Pei Xingshan, when he reached the door of Pei Xingshan's study, his footsteps stopped.

The awe of his father buried in his heart since he was a child, and the anger of seeing his father kill his mother with his own eyes, made him completely at a loss as to how to face his father now.

After all, Pei Wenchang was still young, and he didn't know how to relieve and control his emotions. He just felt that he was about to be tortured to death by these emotions, and his heart seemed to be thrown into a frying pan. He was in extreme pain and didn't know how to relieve it.

The servant at the door saw that he didn't go in when he arrived at the door, and didn't know whether he wanted to go in or not, so he asked in a low voice:
"Do I need to inform the master for you?"

Pei Wenchang shook his head and said:

"no need."

He pushed the door open and walked in. The study room was very quiet, and the sunlight slanted in from the window, dispelling some of the autumn chill.

Pei Xingshan was sitting behind the desk, holding a book in his hand, and was reading it silently with his head down.

Pei Wenchang opened his mouth and called out in a hoarse voice:
"father."

Pei Xingshan didn't respond, as if he didn't hear his whisper at all, he still lowered his head and focused on his book.

Pei Wenchang gritted his teeth secretly, desperately trying to control himself not to rush forward to fight his father.

It wasn't until he tasted the strong smell of blood on the tip of his tongue that he managed to calm down, walked slowly to the desk, and knelt down straight in front of Pei Xingshan.

Pei Wenchang lowered his head, instead of looking at the person behind the desk, he only looked at the ground in front of him, and said in a deep voice:
"I'm here to apologize to my father. My mother... my mother did something wrong to my father. I apologize to my father on my mother's behalf. For the sake of my mother's death, I beg... I beg my father to forgive me." Mother!"

Pei Wenchang kowtowed, straightened up and said:

"I was impulsive at the time and almost hurt my father. Now I am so ashamed and regretful. I beg my father to forgive me!"

There was another ringing of the head, and it was extremely unbearable to knock on the quiet ground.

Pei Xingshan finally raised his eyelids and gave him a cold look, but before he could say anything, someone knocked on the study door.

Pei Xingshan said:

"Come in."

A servant came in in a hurry. When he saw Pei Wenchang, he was startled. He closed his opened mouth again. When he reached Pei Xingshan's side, he whispered a report in his ear.

Pei Xingshan's face became uglier as he heard it, and after a while, he opened his mouth and said:

"I see."

The servant bowed, and retreated lightly.

Pei Xingshan ignored Pei Wenchang again, lowered his head and continued to read his book.

Pei Wenchang was not far away, so he overheard what the servant said, to the effect that his father sent someone to help him find a wife, but no matter how much money he paid, how many benefits he gave, and how many teachers he found, No one would agree to come to Pei's mansion to teach him.

This matter still has nothing to do with Pei Xiaoran.

Pei Wenchang's hatred for Pei Xiaoran has reached the point where it cannot be increased, and now he even dreams of sending that little bastard to see the King of Hades!
But like Pei Zengshan said, he couldn't deal with her at all.

Oh, how ridiculous!He can't even deal with a seven or eight year old kid!

The fire in Pei Wenchang's heart became more and more intense, and he became more and more uncomfortable. He just felt uncomfortable everywhere in his body.

But his father didn't say to forgive him, let alone let him get up, so he could only continue to kneel.

The floor of the study room is cold and hard, not like in the temple, where a thick and soft futon can be used for cushioning.

After kneeling for a while, Pei Wenchang felt a sharp pain in his knees, and his legs gradually became numb.

Time passed bit by bit, until his lower body completely lost consciousness, and the servants came in to light candles, Pei Xingshan said lightly:

"Get up."

Pei Wenchang gritted his teeth and responded, propping the ground with his hands and trying to stand up, but with a slight movement of his legs, a piercing pain rushed up.

Pei Wenchang fell back unbearably, holding his legs and gasping for breath.

However, Pei Xingshan didn't seem to see his tragic situation at all, and his voice was still as indifferent as water, saying:

"Starting tomorrow, I will personally teach you martial arts."

"what?!"

Pei Wenchang was startled, and when he raised his head, he met Pei Xingshan's extremely cold and unquestionable eyes.

Pei Wenchang lowered his head and could only agree:

"……Yes."

Before he finished speaking, Pei Xingshan had already put down his book, turned around and walked outside.

However, Pei Wenchang, who was left behind, was not at all happy, and his face was even faintly pale.

Since Pei Xingshan is still willing to send someone to ask his master to come to the mansion to teach him, it proves that his father has not abandoned him yet.

To teach him martial arts in person is a treatment that he doesn't even have as a descendant. It stands to reason that Pei Wenchang should be happy.

but……

But these years, relying on Pei Xingshan guarding the border and not at home, Pei Wenchang looks obedient and obedient on the surface, but in fact, he has been spoiled by Cheng and the old lady.

If Pei Yanhe is a playboy on the surface, ignorant, then he is a playboy secretly, ignorant.

He will practice martial arts and study obediently every day according to Cheng's and the old lady's wishes.

But practicing martial arts is all about coping, and reading is even more perfunctory.

What's more, there is an old lady who loves her precious grandson very much, even if those martial artists and masters have any dissatisfaction and complaints, they dare not open their mouths.

If it weren't for the old lady's excessive pampering first, the later Pei Wenchang would not have dared to put laxatives in his wife's meal so rebelliously.

(End of this chapter)