CHAPTER 1230: CHAPTER 242: THE NOBLEMAN, POLISHED LIKE JADE (PART 7)

"Alright, it’s good to have you back, come inside quickly, it’s cold outside." Pei Yu held his hand, but was silently shaken off by Pei Qinghan, who then took a step back, calmly bypassed Pei Yu, and walked towards the living room.

Pei Yu sighed and then smiled, it’s good to be back, why fuss over so much?

Pei Ying thought to herself, this nephew has quite a temper.

Pei Yu pointed at Pei Ying and said, "Qinghan, this is your aunt, Pei Ying, she is the fourth wife of the Yan Family in Capital City, you know about the Yan Family, right...."

Pei Qinghan’s eyes flashed slightly as he looked at the woman standing to the side and said lightly, "Aunt."

Pei Ying smiled and nodded, "Good, Qinghan is even more handsome than he appears in photos, far more attractive than your elder brother was in his youth."

Pei Yu couldn’t close his mouth from laughter, happier than if the praise was for himself. Actually, Pei Qinghan’s appearance resembles his mother’s more; his mother was quite stunning, possessing a kind of gentle elegance typical of Jiangnan women, although it has been too long for Pei Yu to recall how Pei Qinghan’s mother looked.

"This is Pei Xinyi, your cousin’s wife." Pei Yu pointed at Pei Xinyi.

Pei Qinghan nodded in acknowledgment, "Cousin-in-law."

Pei Xinyi smiled and nodded.

"Cousin, you’ve traveled a long way and probably haven’t eaten yet, right?"

Pei Yu quickly said, "Instruct the kitchen to prepare dinner, can’t let my Qinghan go hungry."

The butler replied with a smile, and said the master’s smile had indeed widened and his spirit seemed lifted since the young master’s return.

Pei Ying smiled and said, "There’s plenty of time later, let Qinghan have some tea and catch his breath first."

"Look at me, so excited I forgot everything, someone, serve the tea."

From beginning to end, Pei Qinghan remained indifferent, even though everyone in the Pei Family was extremely excited, passionate like fire; he never furrowed his brows once.

The meal was eaten without much flavor; Pei Yu kept placing food into his bowl until it piled up like a small mountain. Pei Qinghan took a few bites, then put down his chopsticks, "I’m full."

Pei Yu paused, "Is the food not to your liking? I specially hired a southern chef."

Pei Qinghan shook his head, "No, the food is fine, I just don’t have the habit of eating dinner."

Pei Yu frowned and looked at him with concern, "Three meals a day are fundamental, how can you skip one? Can your body handle it?"

Pei Ying glanced at Pei Qinghan and said with a smile, "Elder brother, some people have that kind of wellness habit, habits aren’t changed so easily."

Pei Yu didn’t say much more, instructing those around him, "Tell the kitchen to prepare a serving of Calming Soup...."

Then he turned to Pei Qinghan and said, "The room has been prepared for you long ago, you should go see if you’re satisfied, if not, I’ll have someone modify it."

Pei Qinghan looked at him indifferently, picked up a napkin and wiped his mouth, his movements carried an indescribable elegance and dignity.

"No, I’ll be leaving soon."

Pei Yu’s eyes widened: "You’re leaving? Where are you going? This is your home, where else would you go?"

Excitedly seeming about to flip the table.

Pei Yu’s panic contrasted with Pei Qinghan’s calmness, "I’m just here to see you; I have a place to stay in Capital City. It’s late tonight, when I have time, I’ll come to see you again."

Pei Yu hastily grabbed his hand: "Qinghan, are you still unwilling to forgive me? All these years, I didn’t even know of your existence. Rest assured, I will certainly make it up to you in the future, everything in the Pei Family is yours?"

Mockery flashed across Pei Qinghan’s eyes, didn’t even know of his existence? Isn’t it more pathetic to say it?

If that person hadn’t died, he, a bastard child, would probably never have had the right to step foot here.

He discreetly freed his hand from the other’s grip, slowly wiping the fingers touched by the other with a napkin, and said lightly, "There is nothing to forgive or not forgive, you owe me nothing. I’m merely here to see you, after all, you are my biological father, I’m just fulfilling my mother’s dying wish."

Before she died, his mother held his hand, in that cold bridge cave, stubbornly saying over and over: "You must recognize your roots and ancestry; only then can you stand honorably in this world. Don’t hate him, after all... that person... he didn’t even know of your existence...."

If he didn’t agree, his mother would die with regrets.

He truly does not hate him; after all these years, that person was just a cold name, beyond a blood relation, there were no feelings; just someone familiar only by relation and nothing more.

Though he spoke so indifferently, Pei Yu’s heart was aching beyond words, "Qinghan...."

Pei Qinghan stood up, "I have matters to attend to, I’ll leave now, I’ll come to see you another day." After taking a couple of steps, he suddenly turned back and said, "Take care of your health."