Master Pei’s Wife is a Devil Concubine

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Early the next morning, the smell of mocha coffee and pancakes was floating in Pei's restaurant.

Du Meilan wore an apron and stood in front of the built-in steam oven that covered the entire wall.

She baked the muffins this morning.

In the center of the white and shallow French disc, there is a stack of soft brown-yellow round cakes. One side is burnt and the other side is soft. They are neatly stacked one by one, and they will vibrate "duangduang" when touched.

It is so soft that it can be easily cut with a fork, and cut twice at a clip of about 30 degrees. The muffins are separated into a small pile, and the fork penetrates from top to bottom and is sent into the mouth.

It melts in one sip, and the mouth is full of milky sweetness, and life becomes better.

"Ma'am, your cooking skills are getting better and better," the servant looked on and praised, "It's even better than the chef you hired."

"That said, I'm not happy," Du Meilan smiled, and asked them to put some on the dining table.

It was only after she returned to China that she became interested in cooking for herself.

She was very good at appreciating food before, and in this respect, she matched Lao Pei's taste very well.

But work is too busy, and I seldom cook by myself.

Lao Pei is not that lucky, and has never tasted her craft after decades of marriage.

But since she settled in China after her divorce, she seemed to have escaped from an extremely long and endless marathon. She suddenly felt that she had a lot of energy and a lot of things she wanted to do.

In the past, her life was made up of one goal after another. She kept achieving goals and then set new goals. She once thought that this was the most comfortable way of life for her.

But on the day of divorce, sign the name and drink the last glass of red wine.

She just woke up.

The goal is not something that must be achieved, and it can also be given up.

She gave up her failed love and marriage and returned to her family. Instead of the frustration she imagined, she lived a relaxed and fulfilling life every day.

It is her favorite thing to cook for the children by herself.

She purposely kept the two best-looking ones, topped with a square of cheese, topped with honey ginger candy, and packed into a well-shaped and insulated bento box.

One of them was given by the housekeeper to her eldest daughter, who could take it to the pregnancy yoga class in the morning.

Pei Xi is now six and a half months pregnant, and her body shape is well managed. In the early stages of pregnancy, in order to cooperate with pregnancy preparation and Su Ji's treatment, it was aggravated for a while, but now she has fully recovered, and the baby's nutrition is not lost at all. The circumference has always been below the doctor's standard, but the limbs are slender and slender, the clavicle is exquisite, and the skin of the whole person is brighter than before pregnancy. The gene of the big beauty is unique.

There was another pancake left, so Du Meilan took it out of the kitchen by herself, and while she sat down at the dining table, she put that pancake in front of Pei Huai's table.

"I heard from my in-laws that I'm graduating today. Will you meet today? I heard that she will go to school to attend the graduation party. You can go see her off and tell her that I did it."

Pei Huai looked away from the contract and took a look, "She will like it."

Du Meilan smiled, "That's good."

Thinking of something, she looked at her eldest son who was sitting at the opposite corner of the dining table, "Zhuzhu is also a graduate, right?"

Even during the time when Pei Song and Cao Zhuzhu were closest, Pei Song didn't mention her personal affairs to his family much, let alone during this time.

So Du Meilan has always been ignorant of her, only knowing that her son is chasing her.

"That's right," Pei Song held a newspaper in one hand, and casually pinched a fork with the other, dipped a piece of muffin into the black coffee for a second, then took it out and put it in his mouth.

Du Meilan pointed at Pei Huai, looking annoyed.

Pei Song cast a glance at them before noticing how Third Brother Shen was dressed today.

The suit has just been ironed this morning, not the kind he usually wears to the company, it looks a little formal, the short hair has been taken care of, the tie clip, watch, are as bright as new, and the shirt cuffs have been replaced with the crystal cuffs .

"Huaihuai is dressed so handsomely today, what's so special about it?"

Pei Huai flipped through a page of the contract, "attend my girlfriend's graduation party."

Du Meilan glanced at him with an expression of "my youngest son is very promising now".

Pei Huai, "She will perform on stage and invite me to watch."

Du Meilan, "Then don't forget to record a video for Mom."

Pei Song put a piece of muffin into his mouth in silence, deliberately avoiding the topic.

But Pei Huai still didn't forget him, "Su Ji asked if you would go, her show was prepared with Miss Cao."

Pei Song put down the newspaper, pulled the muffin plate to him, and started to concentrate on the meaning of breakfast, "Why are there so many people there, you can be the representative of our family."

"I can't represent others," Pei Huai raised his eyebrows to look at him, "I can only represent myself."

Pei Song, "..."

After a moment of silence, he looked at Huai Huai again, "What performance are they preparing?"

The man propped his forehead slantly, and played with a small muffin with his hand holding a fork. When he spoke, there was always a smile on his lips. What, "Pipa? Both of them play pipa well."

Pei Huai didn't have the patience to guess what his second brother was thinking, all his patience was with his little girl.

"Don't be silly, just say whether to go or not."

Pei Song breathed out slowly, "No."

"Okay," Pei Huaiduo took the car keys and got up without a word of persuasion, "I'll drive today, and the driver will borrow it for you."

"So good?" Pei Song teased.

Pei Huai, "There are a lot of paparazzi with you recently, so it's convenient to have a driver."

Pei Song, "Then the second brother should also feel the professionalism of Mr. Pei's driver."

Du Meilan glanced at her two sons, smiled and shook her head helplessly, without saying anything.

...

After Pei Huai's car drove away, another ten minutes later, Pei Song put on his white coat and went out. The driver Pei Huai was really waiting there.

"Second Master, Mr. Pei told me to take you to Huichuntang today."

Pei Song bit his cigarette and stood in the yard for a few seconds. He thought Huai Huai was talking nonsense to him, but he didn't expect it to be serious.

That's fine too.

There are indeed too many paparazzi following me recently.

He opened the door and got into the back row, lit the cigarette he was biting, the driver fastened his seat belt, and the car started smoothly——

The driver Pei Huai's driving skills are nothing to say, not very superb, but very stable, the speed is not slow, but it is as steady as if it is stationary.

Or the capitalists will enjoy it.

After experiencing it for a while, Pei Song remembered this sentence.

The driver played a song list that can soothe the nerves, and the temperature of the air conditioner is suitable.

After smoking the cigarette he lit when he got in the car, Pei Song closed the car window and began to close his eyes to rest his mind.

He had just closed his eyes, and the driver, who had been keeping his eyes fixed and concentrating on driving, suddenly glanced at him from the rearview mirror.

At this moment, the car just stopped at the traffic light leading to Huichun Hall.

It was confirmed that the second master of the Pei family had really closed his eyes, the green light turned on, and the driver made a U-turn mercilessly!

Running towards the direction of Jingyang University without looking back——