The scumbag married another man. After rebirth, I will no longer be the mistress of a high-class fam

The candlelight was bright, and my daughter sat in front of the chessboard, sometimes frowning in thought, sometimes with bright eyes.

Every time a piece falls, you can see the smile on her face getting deeper.

The man opposite him had a calm attitude. He didn't seem to be trying to please anyone, but he also seemed humble.

He is obviously a person in a high position, but he does not take advantage of him at all. He is neither arrogant nor impetuous, which makes people feel happy just to see him.

Of course Shen Jiao knew that the identities of her daughter and Master Pei were very different. Being friends was already a high level, and she didn't dare to think about anything else.

But she is a mother after all.

There is no mother who does not think about her own children. Call her selfish or greedy. In short, if Ning'er can really find someone better than Jiang Hua, then she will laugh even in her dreams. How could he care about that false reputation?

Shen Jiao walked over with snacks.

"Oh, don't just play chess. Come and try the snacks I made. Don't dislike the rough food in this small place, Mr. Pei."

Song Anning knew that her mother's skill in making snacks was exceptional, but she dared not say anything else.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have opened a dessert shop as soon as she got married.

So when I heard her say this, I knew that she was being modest about herself, and said speechlessly: "Mom, is it a blessing for the other person in this world to be able to eat snacks made by you, okay? Don't let other people's ambitions destroy your own prestige."

Shen Jiao glared at Song Anning and smiled at Pei Qingyan, "This girl is talking nonsense. Don't mind, Mr. Pei."

Pei Qingyan smiled and said: "I have indeed heard that Mrs. Song's dim sum shop is so popular that the line of people queuing up to buy is like a long queue every day. The dim sum in the shop is so famous, and Madam Song's craftsmanship must be excellent. It is a niche talent." What a blessing."

Shen Jiao was a little embarrassed by his praise, but at the same time, she was also a little proud.

"Master Pei, let's taste it first and then talk."

Pei Qingyan stopped being polite and took a piece of snack to taste.

The snacks were smooth and chewy, not overly sweet like other snacks. Instead, they had a refreshing fragrance and were indeed delicious.

He nodded appreciatively.

“It’s very good, much better than the dim sum I had in Jingzhong.”

Shen Jiao narrowed her eyes and smiled.

"It tastes delicious, please eat more, Mr. Pei."

As he spoke, he quietly patted Song Anning's head, signaling her to calm down a little and stop competing with Master Pei.

Song Anning was speechless.

When my mother saw Pei Qingyan in person, she seemed like a different person.

If she hadn't been sure that she was her biological child, she would have doubted whether she and Pei Qingyan had been exchanged.

While eating snacks, Shen Jiao asked someone to bring glutinous rice balls.

Pei Qingyan has traveled all over the country in the past few years and has spent the New Year in other places, so he is quite familiar with this glutinous rice dumpling.

Song Anning ate two, and the more she ate, the deeper her frown deepened.

"Mom, where are the copper coins in this dumpling?"

In the south, there is a practice of stuffing copper coins into glutinous rice balls. After the copper coins are washed and stuffed inside, whoever eats glutinous rice balls with copper coins means that they will have success in the coming year and all their wishes will come true. In short, it is a good sign of good luck.

Shen Jiao prefers Song Anning. In the past, when making glutinous rice balls every year, she would secretly mark the glutinous rice balls wrapped with copper coins. After cooking, she would scoop the glutinous rice balls to Song Anning. Therefore, Song Anning could eat the luckiest ones every year. That rice dumpling.

This has almost become a tacit understanding between her and her mother.

But not this year.

Shen Jiao's eyes flashed.

"Ah, copper coins, I don't know, maybe it's not in the pot, or maybe it's at your father's place."

Song Hexing had already finished the glutinous rice balls in the bowl and shook his head, "It's not here. I've always had bad luck. I've never had it."

He just knows that his wife is partial, huh.

Shen Jiao became even more uncomfortable.

"That's where Xingzhi or He Lan is."

Song Xingzhi and Song Helan also shook their heads.

"We don't have one either, mother, didn't you forget your bag?"

Shen Jiao scolded: "Don't talk nonsense, it's an old custom. How could I forget my bag?"

At this moment, Pei Qingyan suddenly spit out a hard object and raised it.

"Is this what you're talking about?"

I saw that it was a copper coin wrapped in oil paper, with a little bit of white glutinous rice on it.

Song Anning's eyes lit up, "Yes, that's it. Why are you so lucky? You got copper coins for the first time you came to my house for dinner. Then you will be very lucky in the coming year."

Shen Jiao blinked her eyes and smiled: "Yes, Mr. Pei will be very lucky in the coming year. Everything will go smoothly and every day will go well."

How could Pei Qingyan not see this little trick played by Shen Jiao.

But my heart felt warm, and I felt like home for the first time.

He nodded, wiped the copper coin clean with a handkerchief, and carefully put it into his arms.

"Well, okay, good luck. If that's the case, I'll accept it."

A group of people laughed.

The laughter and laughter in the hall continued until midnight, when an unusually loud roar of firecrackers sounded outside.

There are also bells ringing one after another in the temple on the mountain, twelve times, which means the new year has arrived.

Song Anning felt sleepy after watching the New Year's Eve, so she was helped by the maids to go back to her room to rest.

When passing through the corridor connecting the front yard and the back yard, someone suddenly stopped me.

"Song Anning."

Song Anning paused and turned around, only to see it was Pei Qingyan.

Pei Qingyan also came from the main hall, but the wing he lived in was not in this direction. Since he would appear here, there was only one possibility, and that was that he made a special trip to see her.

Song Anning suddenly woke up from her nap.

"Any thing else?"

Because she was too sleepy, her reaction was a little slow, and she didn't realize that he called her by her full name instead of calling her Miss Song as usual.

Pei Qingyan walked towards her.

He wore crescent white clothes tonight. He rarely wore white clothes on weekdays. Most of them were bright red, deep purple or deep black, which looked cold and noble. At worst, he wore pure black, which always gave people a sense of indifference. A cold feeling that is hard to get close to.

But tonight, he was wearing white clothes, paired with the festive lanterns and the bright night, just like an immortal flying down from the moon palace, making people feel like a dream.

Pei Qingyan walked up to her.

He held out his hand.

In his hand lay a hairpin with red coral and pearls on its tail.

He handed the hairpin to Song Anning and said, "I came in a hurry and didn't prepare any gifts. I saw this hairpin at a stall when I entered the city. It's not worth much. I gave it to you. I wish you a happy new year." .”

Song Anning was immediately alert.

She took a step back and said, "You're so good, why did you give me the hairpin?"

Although it was the New Year, no one stipulated that gifts must be given during the New Year, so she didn't prepare a gift for him.

Pei Qingyan smiled.

"What are you so afraid of? Why, are you afraid that I will poison your hairpin?"

Song Anning thought for a while and shook her head.

"Of course you won't poison, but you can't do anything for nothing. I'm afraid that if I take your things, I will owe you a favor. Then..."

Not finished yet.

The man suddenly raised his hand and inserted the hairpin directly into her hair.