My ex-boyfriend cheated on me with my sister, and I got married to him in a flash; he went crazy.

Pei Yichen remained unconvinced, "This place is too small, there's not enough room. I can rent a place for Grandpa..."

Old Master Pei wasn't having any of it. He snorted, "Don't you have two bedrooms here? I think it's just right."

After saying that, he put down his chopsticks, got up, and headed towards the guest room.

He peeked out from the doorway and then exclaimed in feigned surprise, "You two aren't sleeping in separate rooms, are you?"

Jiang Shutong quickly got up and pulled him back. "No, no, we slept together. I just had too much stuff, so I put some in the guest room."

"Grandpa, don't worry, I'll pack your things out in a bit and you can move in."

Grandpa Pei then sat down again with satisfaction. "Good, good, my granddaughter-in-law is the most filial."

He glared at his grandson again, "You brat, your greatest value is that you've found a good wife for the Pei family..."

Pei Yichen kept a tense expression and ultimately said nothing more.

After finishing her meal, Jiang Shutong cleared away the dishes and went to the kitchen to wash them.

In the study.

The grandfather and grandson closed the study door and were facing off.

Grandpa Pei glared fiercely at his grandson and demanded, "I've hooked up with a rich woman, and at my age, I'm making money by selling my body?"

Pei Yichen remained expressionless. "Grandpa, you have to believe that you truly have the ability to do so."

"Stop trying to flatter me!" Old Master Pei wasn't buying it. "I'm asking you, do you and Shu Tong sleep in separate rooms, which is why there isn't a spare room for me?"

"No," Pei Yichen lied without batting an eye, "It's just that we're newlyweds, and it's not very convenient for you to stay here."

"Bullshit! Newlyweds, huh? I bet you haven't even consummated your marriage yet! What's the point of getting married like this? A woman as good as Shu Tong, and you've kept her identity a secret, left her alone in an empty room, and been mean to her all the time. Once she's had enough of being mistreated and leaves, I bet you'll be chasing after her like a wife-chasing hell..."

Pei Yichen said firmly, "She won't leave."

Seeing his grandson's calm demeanor, Old Master Pei was so angry that he issued an ultimatum: "I'm telling you, starting tonight, you two must sleep in the same room, or I will disown you as my grandson!"

Old Master Pei was at his wit's end.

For a fleeting moment, he even considered feigning illness to force his grandson to compromise, but unfortunately, he was usually too healthy to fake it.

After saying that, Old Master Pei angrily opened the door and left.

The man in the study sighed softly.

Well, since we don't plan to get a divorce, it's only a matter of time before we end up sleeping together.

The one-year period is still valid; he just needs to refrain from touching her for the rest of the year.

night.

Pei Zhengping also came over; he planned to pick up Old Master Pei and take him back to the Pei family's old residence.

By the way, what's his opinion on Jiang Shutong?

He wanted to bring Old Master Pei to the same position as him.

Upon hearing that Pei Zhengping was going to take Grandpa Pei away, Jiang Shutong immediately and firmly objected, "Dad, what are you thinking? That dirty and chaotic urban village has such a terrible environment. Grandpa is old; how can he live in a house like that?"

After saying that, she took Grandpa Pei's arm and said, "We've already agreed that Grandpa will live with us from now on."

Pei Zhengping looked around suspiciously. "Is there enough room here?"

There are only two bedrooms, one for the couple and one for each of them. Are you suggesting that the old man should sleep on the sofa?

Jiang Shutong couldn't help but roll her eyes. "If we can't even fit in this 120-square-meter house, then your tiny apartments will be even more cramped."

Grandpa Pei chimed in, "Yes, yes, Zhengping, I heard you live in a tiny urban village room, dark and damp, without any sunlight. There's barely any room to stand except for the bed. I couldn't stand that kind of hardship..."

He waved his hand dismissively as he spoke.

Pei Yichen, sitting in his wheelchair, couldn't bear to watch; both father and son were such drama queens.

They're all so dramatic.

Pei Zhengping's lips twitched. It was all his fault for exaggerating back then.

Before he could offer any further advice, Jiang Shutong asked, "Dad, you went to film a short drama again today, didn't you? How much do you earn a day filming short dramas?"

Pei Zhengping came straight from the company after finishing overtime work, still wearing a suit and hadn't had time to change.

Jiang Shutong assumed it was just another costume.

When Grandpa Pei heard his son filming a short drama, he spat out his water, spraying it directly onto Pei Zhengping, who was standing right in front of him.

Jiang Shutong quickly pulled out a tissue and vigorously wiped Pei Zhengping's suit, her face full of worry. "This suit must be expensive, right? We're not going to have to pay for it to the production crew, are we?"

Pei Zhengping took the tissue from her and wiped himself. "The costumes in the film crew are all cheap stuff from street vendors, they're not worth much."

Jiang Shutong breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

After recovering, Grandpa Pei couldn't help but chuckle as he looked at his son. "Didn't you say you were going to work as a migrant worker? How come you're filming short dramas now?"

Pei Yichen also looked up at the ceiling, somewhat speechless.

The whole family is abnormal.

Pei Zhengping coughed lightly, looking somewhat uncomfortable. "It's not that filming short dramas is easier; being a construction worker is too tiring, and the pay isn't much."

Remembering something, Jiang Shutong went back to her room and took out the clothes she had bought for Pei Zhengping. "Dad, these are the clothes I bought for you yesterday when Yichen and I went shopping..."

Pei Zhengping's expression was somewhat strange. "Buying me clothes?"

Jiang Shutong nodded and sighed, "Yeah, don't go picking clothes out of the trash anymore, they're too dirty. If you ever run out of clothes, just tell me and I'll buy you some!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Old Master Pei, who was sitting on the sofa, slapped his thigh and burst out laughing, "Hahaha..."

He originally thought that his persona of marrying a rich woman and living off her was outrageous enough.

Unexpectedly, his son's character was even worse.

Jiang Shutong looked at Old Master Pei with a puzzled expression.

How could anyone be so happy to hear their son picking clothes out of the trash?

There seemed to be a hint of schadenfreude in the laughter?

Grandpa Pei received Jiang Shutong's puzzled look, and he forced back his laughter, though his chest still trembled with mirth.

After finally calming down, he said, "Zhengping, look how filial your daughter-in-law is! You're still grumbling. I think we should offer more incense to our ancestors next year on Qingming Festival. It must be their efforts from below that allowed our family to marry such a wonderful girl like Shutong!"

Pei Zhengping frowned as he took the large and small bags from Jiang Shutong's hands. The clothes in the bags all looked like cheap, off-brand items.

There was also a receipt in the bag; the set cost several hundred yuan. He had never worn such cheap clothes before.

Seeing the disdain in his eyes, Pei Yichen said somewhat unhappily, "Your daughter-in-law only had a thousand yuan, and in the end, she used her credit card to buy you clothes worth fifteen thousand yuan, and you still think it's too cheap?"

Upon hearing this, Old Master Pei was even more moved. He stopped smiling, stood up angrily, and glared at Pei Zhengping with a stern face, clearly warning him.

It seems that if he dares to express any dissatisfaction, he will be immediately punished.

Hearing his son's words, Pei Zhengping felt a mix of emotions.

He stared intently at Jiang Shutong, who was standing in front of him. The woman's eyes were sparkling as she looked at him, seemingly anticipating his surprised and delighted expression upon receiving the clothes.

But seeing that his expression had turned somewhat unpleasant, the woman's eyes dimmed slightly. "Dad, don't you like these clothes?"

Pei Zhengping slammed the bag of clothes onto the table, his face grim. "Of course I don't like it. What's our family's situation? I can't even afford to eat, and you spend 1,500 yuan on clothes for me? How can I be happy? My heart is bleeding!"