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Chapter 297

Cheng Xi looked back at Zhao Yashan, "Sister-in-law, I'm still young and haven't even graduated from college. You see, Feiyue is the same age as me and she hasn't even found a boyfriend yet. What's the rush?"

Pei Feiyue, who was lying down and shot again: "..."

No, it’s not her fault that she doesn’t have a boyfriend. Is it because she doesn’t want to find one? It’s because she doesn’t like her.

Pei Yanzhou looked at his parents with a faint look: "Mom and Dad, we have our own discretion when it comes to having children, so you don't need to worry about it. Let's eat."

"Okay, Cheng Xi hasn't graduated yet, so I won't talk about having children yet."

Old Mrs. Pei said, "But since you two are arguing about the certificate, the wedding can't be postponed forever. After Cheng Xi graduates, there will be a wedding. It just so happens that my birthday will be next month, and some relatives and friends of the Pei family will be there by then."

They will all come over, so you can call your parents and grandparents over to have a meal together and discuss your marriage."

Cheng Xi's heart trembled.

It's okay to let Cheng Zhouhua come for dinner, but it's definitely impossible to let Su Ziqing come. It's even more of a dream to let Su Ziqing's parents come.

Even she didn't dare to show up. Su Cheng only had such a large circle. Cheng Yue had also attended some banquets with Su Ziqing in the past. If anyone among the guests knew what Su Ziqing's real daughter looked like, she would be very worried.

Easy to wear for that occasion.

"Why, you don't want to?" Mr. Pei frowned when he saw that she didn't say anything.

"No, of course I would."

Cheng Xi's scalp was numb. It would still be next month anyway, so don't worry. Soldiers will come to cover up the water and earth.

It's just a meal that doesn't taste good.

Even hundreds of thousands of bottles of Maotai liquor didn't taste like anything in her mouth.

After dinner, it was still early, so Mr. Pei asked Pei Yanzhou to play chess together in the tea room.

Cheng Xi had nothing to do, so he made tea for them nearby.

The Cheng family also had a tea table, and she often saw Cheng Zhouhua making tea there when entertaining guests, so she knew a little bit about it.

After pouring a cup of tea for Mr. Pei, Cheng Xi carefully observed the two men's chessboard.

After Mr. Pei played a white chess piece, he asked in a good mood: "Can you understand?"

Cheng Xi nodded, "There are some old men playing chess in the park near our home. I often watch them."

She not only watched, but also played chess with the elders.

Originally she didn't like playing chess, but once she saw that winning a game would cost her ten yuan, Cheng Xi studied the chess game hard at home. Every Saturday and Sunday, she would earn some pocket money from those old men.

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"Watching chess is not the same as playing chess in person." Mr. Pei was confident in his ability and chuckled, completely ignoring Cheng Xi.

Cheng Xi smiled and said nothing, quietly watching as a spectator.

Pei Yanzhou didn't say anything because he was racking his brains to deal with his father. He was good at business, but he had never beaten the old man in chess.

After drinking several glasses of water, Pei Yanzhou stood up and said, "Cheng Xi, please stay with my dad for a while while I go to the bathroom."

Cheng Xi looked at the chessboard carefully for a while, then moved the chessboard.

Mr. Pei didn't take it seriously at first, but when he thought about the next step carefully, his eyes suddenly froze.

Originally, he was in a sure winning situation, but Cheng Xi's move changed the entire chessboard situation.

"Okay." Mr. Pei nodded and moved to dismount.
Chapter completed!
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