I Am the Mother of a Prodigy

She stood tall in the crowd, quiet and beautiful like a white swan.

Pei Yizhou looked in a trance, and it took a long time to withdraw from the beauty, lower his eyebrows, and naturally conceal the emotions he had accidentally revealed. Then he raised his head and was as calm and thin as usual.

"Grandpa, do you think your sister looks good?" Penuo held An Xiang's hand and waited expectantly for his praise.

Pei Yizhou walked a few steps closer, his deep eyes fixed on her, "It looks good."

Those eyes are too hot, Anxian thinks that the earlobes are hot, don't change the subject in a hurry, "Mr. Pei is finished?"

"Well, how are they practicing?"

"They have just finished practicing, but I am still worried that they will not perform well then."

An Xiang is still at ease with Pei Nuo. The little girl is well-behaved. She has also performed on stage before, and she probably won't be stage fright. An Zimo is different. He admits his life and doesn't have much contact with people. Now suddenly he agrees to this matter so easily, 80% of them are ghosts.

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if you don't perform well. They don't care about children." Pei Yizhou finished speaking, and glanced over An Zimo.

[Don’t mess up, have you heard? ]

An Zimo, holding the suona in his hand, disapproved of the man's warning, raised his eyebrows lightly, and ignored him.

[Don’t trouble your mom anymore. ]

Hearing this voice, he couldn't help looking at An Xiang beside him.

She stood in a mess, surrounded by stylist's tools and supplies, and the background did not compromise that beauty. The temperament of a woman is very unique, even if she is on TV any day, she will not lose to any female star.

An Zimo couldn't help tilting his head.

In his lifetime, he never felt that his mother was a beauty, but now An Xiang has refreshed his impression of his mother.

With only two hours left before the banquet, the stylist took the time to change clothes and make hairstyles for the two children. An Zimo is about the same size as Pei Yan. The tailor-made suit barely fits. His facial expression is cold, and the suona held in his palm is out of touch with his temperament.

"President Pei, shall we leave now?"

Pei Yizhou nodded and suddenly felt that there was a missing person. He looked around and asked, "Where is Pei Yan?"

An Xiang then remembered that Pei Yan was still sleeping in An Zimo's coffin, and there was no movement inside for so long. She was a little worried, and hurriedly went back to the house and opened the coffin board, and found that Pei Yan was sleeping comfortably in it, if she ignored the few snots on the pillow.

"When did he come to my room?"

An Zimo looked disgusted.

He has a habit of cleanliness, which is not small. The pillow is so disgusting that it can't be used anymore. There is also a bed sheet and a doll next to it.

"Pei Yan, you give me out..."

An Zimo was about to go over and grab someone, but his shoulder was dragged.

"You have been blowing suona over there just now. He was ill and didn't rest well. Just let him lie down here for a while."

"Why?" An Zimo was not convinced, this is his bed, now it has been messed up, and it is completely qualified to drive people away.

Ann wants to say: "You are the grandfather."

Lord... Grandpa.

This is also true.

An Zimo glanced into the coffin hummingly, then glanced at An thinking, her makeup was too delicate, and she couldn't bear to snoop. An Zimo's face flushed, he didn't force Pei Yan out any more, and walked outside by himself.

The next few people are going to the evening banquet hall. Pei Chen originally accepted the invitation to go with him, but now his younger brother is sick, so he can't leave him alone at home, so he reluctantly takes the initiative to take care of his younger brother. .

This charity dinner will be held at the largest private estate in Jiangcheng. The main content of the banquet is to raise money for children in poor mountainous areas. In addition to invited guests, there will also be many media reporters. Charity is one aspect. The company's attraction to profits is also one aspect.

Originally, Pei Yizhou didn't participate in this kind of banquet, but the host and Pei's family had a strong relationship, and the other party used children's charity as a guise. If Pei Yizhou refused directly, the two families would not look good.

Arriving at the venue in a blink of an eye, several media gathered at the door, the camera flickered, and it was either a well-known artist or a business giant who got off the luxury car.

An Xiang originally thought it would be a low-key scene, but she was shocked when she thought that there would be so many reporters.

"If we go on like this, isn't it good to be photographed?"

She is an amateur, so the media will naturally not pay attention to her.

Pei Yizhou is different. He is a young talent in the industry, staring at him with countless eyes. If the reporter is allowed to take pictures of the two of them and bring their children, he is sure to make headlines tomorrow.

Facing An Xiang's anxiety, Pei Yizhou said, "What's wrong?"

"Reporters love to write scribbles, and I am worried that it will not affect you badly."

An Xiang usually surfs the Internet. The media's evaluation of Pei Yizhou is "clear-hearted and low-spirited." She doesn't care, mainly because she is afraid of bringing bad scandals to Pei Yizhou.

Pei Yizhou twisted his eyebrows after hearing this.

Will the reporter scribble? That's great.

His little thoughts of careful thoughts were all received by An Zimo, and then he heard Pei Yizhou's tone firmly: "It's okay, they dare not."

Oh, hypocrisy.

An Zimo sneered on his lips, and sent a light cold snort to Pei Yizhou's ear. The man ignored it completely, and was still calm: "Let's go."

An wanted to take a deep breath, and got out of the car behind the man.

He bent his arm, and An wanted to hesitate for a few seconds, carefully encircling the man's arm.

Pei Yizhou's appearance was undoubtedly a hot spot at the banquet, and all the shots were placed on him in an instant. What surprised the media and other guests who came to the banquet was that Pei Yizhou brought her female companion this time.

No one would comment on this occasion, even if everyone was surprised, they would not dare to talk in front of Pei Yizhou.

An Xiang's existence almost attracted everyone's attention, and no one was paying attention to An Zimo who was following the special assistant at this time.

After entering the venue, there were obviously a lot fewer reporters, and An Xiang, who had been attracting attention, was temporarily relieved.

"You take them to the rest area first, watch them, don't let them run around."

The special assistant nodded, holding one hand in one hand, and led them away from the main venue.

The first activity of the dinner was an auction. All the money collected by the auction will be donated. The organizer boss took out a few pieces of privately-owned antiques to play with. Pei Yizhou was not interested, until the last item came up, his eyes narrowed slightly. a bit.

It was a diamond necklace called Tears of Blood.

The eye-shaped gems are perfectly formed, even in this strange world, they are extremely rare. The origin of this necklace is mysterious. It is not the necklace, but a drop of blood in the gemstone. It is said that this is the apex blood of a vampire earl a hundred years ago. After his death, a drop of blood will eternally exist in the gemstone to line it. Eyes are like falling tears, hence the name Tears of Blood Eyes.

Regardless of whether the story is true or false, the value of this necklace has undoubtedly been fired up.

The gemstone necklace in the display rack is shining under the light, and the blood and tears embedded in the ruby ​​are crystal clear and extremely beautiful.

Pei Yizhou's light swept over her side. The girl's body was slender and delicate, and her complexion was too white. The light dazzled, and it was a bit dazzling.

Pei Yizhou glanced at An Xiang's neck again, and finally came to a conclusion—it matched her very well.

"Blood Eye Heart, starting at 3 million yuan, now starts bidding."

"Thirty million." Pei Yizhou directly called out the price without waiting for others to start bidding.

Everyone was shocked, and their eyes swept over.

An Xiang was also surprised, the man's profile was relatively indifferent, no, not as if he would like jewelry.

"Thirty-five million."

Pei Yizhou continued to raise his placard without blinking his eyes: "50 million."

"Fifty-five million."

"80 million."

"85 million."

No one made a sound at the venue, and the whole process was a war between Pei Yizhou and another person.

He took a deep breath, looked to the front, and held up the card again: "One hundred million."

"One hundred million..."

The man's voice was blocked, and the bid came to an abrupt end.

"One hundred million once..."

"One hundred million twice..."

"One hundred million three times. Congratulations to Mr. Pei's enterprise, Mr. Pei, for successfully taking blood and tears and becoming the highest price bidder tonight."

There was sparse applause, and Pei Yizhou didn't react to this.

After the auction, it is time for the children to perform. There are five shows in total. The children sing and dance. Cute is cute, but most of them are nothing new.

"Here." Pei Yizhou picked up a plate of snacks and sent it to An Xiang.

"I'm not hungry."

"It's okay, let's eat." Pei Yizhou handed the knife and fork over, and An wanted to scratch his face, holding the plate and taking small bites to eat.

"Are you buying such an expensive necklace as a gift?" An Xiang was still curious. Poverty limits her imagination, and she wouldn't spend so much money on a necklace if she was killed, and Pei Yizhou was not like the kind of person who had money to buy things.

"Well, give it away."

"Is your family?"

family.

Pei Yizhou looked at him and nodded again: "Almost." He looked at her with scorching eyes, trying to make An Xiang aware of the cautiousness in his heart, but she concentrated on eating, and didn't care what he thought.

Pei Yizhou sighed inwardly, "Would you like to eat another piece?"

"Don't eat, don't eat, you can't eat too much in this skirt." An Xiang licked the corner of his mouth and put the plate aside, "Then I'll go see how Momo and the others are doing, and come back later."

"good."

Pei Yizhou watched An Xiang's figure go away, and took a sip of the red wine next to him.

"Good boy, I'll just say which **** dares to steal something from me, it's really you."

As soon as this voice came out, the red wine that was in his mouth before he could swallow it suddenly got stuck in his throat.

Pei Yizhou desperately controlled his facial expressions, and he didn't show any embarrassment. He settled his mind and looked at the direction of the sound in disbelief. Then his brows were frowned, his expression instantly cold—

"Why are you here."

The couple standing in front of Pei Yizhou looked very young. He couldn't think that his parents who should have left a few days ago would appear in front of him again.

Thinking of An Xiang and An Zimo in the rest area, Pei Yizhou's lips tightened, and his spine stretched slightly.