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Chapter 129

Chapter 129

QTIMP -Chapter 129 Character Persona – Money Loving (Part 39)

Quick Transmigration: I Must Maintain My Persona 7 min read 129 of 134 1

At this point, he let out a laugh. “Now that you’re pregnant and the two of them are still alive and well, the old master naturally knows how to handle things—both to put my mind at ease and to ensure their safety.”

He lowered his head and kissed Si Qiu’s brow. “Once the share transfer is fully completed, the old master plans to take Uncle Lin back to Suzhou to retire.”

Hearing this, Si Qiu looked a little dejected. “Hmm, he’s going back already? I was hoping that after the baby is born, he could help take care of it!”

Pei Jingzhou’s eyes lit up at once. “Then once the baby is born, we can send it to Suzhou. Qiuqiu, let me tell you—raising a child is extremely troublesome. Giving birth alone is a double drain on both physical strength and energy. After you give birth, just hand the baby over to the old master. When the child grows older, we can bring them back. Think about how much trouble that would save us. Most importantly, raising a child costs a lot of money. Even though the old master has handed over most of his shares, his family wealth is still substantial! Our son should spend as much of it as possible.”

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Si Qiu rolled her eyes inwardly, turned around, and placed the share transfer agreement into the safe. She had no intention of listening to him secretly poisoning their unborn child with such ideas.

A love-struck fool who wanted to cling to her all day—what kind of constructive suggestion could he possibly make?

Sure enough, after the press conference ended, Pei Jingzhou—now the one holding the shares that determined the fate of the Pei Group—had Pei Tai and his son sent back to France.

He arranged for people to keep an eye on and take care of them. He didn’t care about their extravagant, indulgent spending—he only wanted them watched, so they wouldn’t be used by others and end up getting themselves killed.

The old master also returned to the ancestral residence in Suzhou with Uncle Lin. This was meant as a signal to the veteran members of the Pei Group.

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When it came time for Si Qiu to give birth, the old master hurried back again with Uncle Lin. Every day, he stayed by the baby’s crib, watching over Pei Cancan. Although he felt the name wasn’t very good, who could blame him—Si Qiu simply loved things that were “bright and golden.” Under the threat of her having a second child, the old master ultimately agreed to the name.

For the older generation, the idea of continuing the family line was deeply ingrained in their bones. Yet in his generation, the lineage had nearly been cut off, so he had no choice but to accept this “threat.”

In response, he had Uncle Lin deliver several boxes of gold. With a kindly smile, Uncle Lin said, “The old master said that since you like glittering, golden things, you can keep them in your room and admire them every day. If it’s not enough, he can send more—hoping that one day you’ll finally have your fill. That way, his great-grandson might be able to get a more refined name.”

Si Qiu didn’t get angry. She picked up a piece of gold, wanting to bite it, but then thought it might be dirty, so she held it up to the sunlight for a look instead.

Then, grinning, she said, “Uncle Lin, you see, Grandpa is just too polite. How about this—when it comes to naming the second child, we’ll give him the naming rights!”

The smile on Uncle Lin’s face had just begun to form when her next sentence froze it in place.

“Of course, he only needs to offer 1% of the shares.”

Uncle Lin forced a smile. “Rest assured, Young Madam, I will convey your thoughts to the old master in full.”

After Si Qiu gave birth, Pei Jingzhou began flying back and forth between domestic and international locations. Although the Pei family claimed to be shifting their business back to the country, it was only a portion.

After all, you can’t put all your eggs in one basket—so constant travel was unavoidable.

Over the past few years, Si Qiu had lived quite steadily. She no longer stirred up trouble in the stock market; instead, she studied accounting and joined the Pei Corporation.

Pei Jingzhou was very pleased with her decision. The only one unhappy was Old Master Pei. “I got tricked out of quite a few shares, and now the second child is nowhere in sight.”

So every day he would grab Pei Cancan and complain, saying that after a lifetime in business, always hunting geese, he’d finally been pecked in the eye by one.

The nine-year-old girl patted her great-grandfather’s hand. “Great-grandpa, you’re still better off than me. I’ve only ever seen hundred-yuan bills—I’ve barely even held them a few times. Your granddaughter-in-law always says she’s keeping my money safe for me, but I’ve never seen it come back. And your grandson is no good either. He just listens to whatever his wife says. The entire company’s finances are under her control now. Even spending a single cent requires approval. Last time, he bought me a model that cost hundreds of thousands. My mom almost thought he was using the money to support a mistress and made him sleep in the guest room for a whole week. If I hadn’t brought out proof, who knows how it would’ve ended.”

The old man and the young girl exchanged a glance and sighed together. Just then, Uncle Lin’s voice drifted over leisurely: “Miss, you haven’t finished your homework yet. Old Master, you haven’t taken your medicinal meal either. The young madam will be calling soon to check. You both know I wouldn’t dare hide anything or lie!”

As soon as he finished speaking, Pei Cancan hurried off toward the study. The old master, leaning on his cane, even picked up his pace a little.

“Then what are you waiting for? Hurry up and bring it over! None of you are attentive—be careful or she’ll dock your wages!”

Uncle Lin smiled helplessly and quickened his steps to support the old master’s arm. “Please slow down, sir. If you trip or bump into something, that bitter medicine—”

They walked farther away, and although his words couldn’t be heard clearly, the noticeable slowing of the old master’s pace showed he had listened.

When Pei Cancan turned thirteen, Si Qiu unexpectedly became pregnant again. By then, the old master didn’t have much time left. Hearing the news, the smile on his face became noticeably more genuine.

The real estate he had originally planned to leave to his son and second grandson—he gave it all to Si Qiu instead. Then he took out a sheet of paper from his bedside drawer.

It was filled with names for both boys and girls. Si Qiu didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, but she nodded and agreed to choose one from the list as the child’s name.

The old master passed away peacefully. Pei Cancan cried so hard she could barely breathe and remained depressed for quite a long time. It was only after her younger brother was born that she gradually recovered.

But as the second child grew more active, that feeling quickly faded—after all, this second one was truly mischievous, practically a little demon king in the making.

Whenever Si Qiu saw him, she felt a headache, heartache—aches all over. At those times, Pei Cancan would step in. The moment the boy saw his sister, he ran like a mouse seeing a cat.

“Hey, Pei Jingzhou, you unfilial son! I regret not strangling you when you were born!”

Pei Jingzhou had his phone on speaker, set aside as he reviewed documents. Though his expression was serious, he didn’t look angry at all.

Clearly, he didn’t take it to heart.

Then Pei Jiutian’s voice came through. “Brother, you’d rather let that woman spend all your money than take care of me and Dad—your own flesh and blood. Don’t you realize she’s only after your money?”

Hearing this, Pei Jingzhou slowly lifted his head and gave a faint smile. “Is that so? Then it’s my honor.”

Only Pei Jingzhou himself knew the truth—his wife was someone he had snatched from the cracks of time and space. He always feared that if he let his guard down even for a moment, she would be corrected and taken away again. He remained constantly vigilant, leaving him no energy to care for anyone else.

As for those who had coveted Si Qiu in their previous life, they could now only lie in bed, waiting to be fed. Presumably, they no longer had such thoughts.

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