Madam Pei chuckled and shook her head, her voice affectionate, "Jingchuan, that silver tongue of yours, it really can persuade people and talk the talk."
With Pei Jingchuan's humorous words and Madam Pei's indulgent laughter, the atmosphere around the dining table became even more relaxed and joyful.
The laughter was like the sunshine of spring, warm and bright, dispelling all shadows.
In the blink of an eye, the next day's sunlight quietly spilled into every corner of the Pei Family home.
Wrapping the family in a warm and gentle light.
The morning air was filled with the faint scent of flowers and the fresh smell of earth, signaling the start of a new day.
Pei Jingchuan slightly opened his eyes and stretched lazily, enjoying this rare moment of tranquility.
However, when he turned his head and noticed that Jiang Yuzhu was not in bed, a hint of unease surged in his heart.
