"In addition to your compliments tonight, I also received compliments from Mr. Dunard."
Jiang Se's words made Ms. Federer smile faintly, "Obviously Dunard's vision and appreciation are the same as mine."
"Yes, you have a pair of beautiful eyes, like the blue sea, sharp and inclusive."
From the only information about Ms. Federer, Jiang Se quickly noticed the biggest feature of her in the photo.
She has a special liking for the color blue.
In the profile photo, she was wearing blue, and when we met today, she was still wearing a royal blue dress. She was clearly aware of her own advantages, and the royal blue color showed her unique charm, with a cool and elegant feeling.
Jiang Se's bold guess was obviously correct, because after chatting with Jiang Se tonight, Ms. Federer smiled for the first time, revealing a few white and neat teeth. Jiang Se keenly noticed that her attitude had changed a lot.
Pei Yi leaned aside and watched Jiang Se socializing with others with a smile. He saw that Jiang Se and the cold and arrogant Ms. Federer quickly had a pleasant conversation, so his eyes became more gentle and he did not interrupt her actions.
The two ladies of different ages soon started a heated discussion, from fashion to jewelry, to watches. He noticed another side of Jiang Se that was different from usual. She was not only gentle and introverted, nor was she always as graceful as she was in his memory, holding a book. She also had strong communication skills, could be quiet or active, could clearly understand what she wanted, and worked hard to achieve that goal.
She no longer had Feng Nan's background and status, but she was still herself deep down. The more Pei Yi understood her, the more he loved her.
When Xia Chaoqun came over after the social event, Jiang Se was already very familiar with Ms. Federer. During the conversation, Jiang Se consciously revealed her upcoming cooperation with Givenchy, which was obviously very helpful for her status improvement. She was recognized by the lady, who even exchanged contact information with Jiang Se and took the initiative to make an invitation:
"I'm hosting a small private party this weekend, and if you'd like to attend, I think I'd love to have you at my party."
Jiang Se certainly would not miss such an opportunity. She calculated the time and found that the weekend was in three days. She was already negotiating a film contract with Zhang Jingan. After signing the contract, she would train according to Zhang Jingan's requirements. Before that, she would have at least a week of freedom.
She agreed, and her acquaintance with Ms. Federer was the biggest gain of this Steinay dinner.
Pei Yi did not drink at the party, so he drove Jiang Se home. After he sent Jiang Se home and opened the car door for her, he did not mean to go back with her. Facing Jiang Se's inquiring eyes, he reached out and touched her face, smiling and said:
"I'll go home first and call you later."
She didn't like Chen Minshu, and didn't like having other people around him, so he couldn't always have Chen Minshu around him.
He didn't want Jiang Se to worry about these things when she was with him. Although he liked to see her jealous of him, he still couldn't bear to see her suffer.
Pei Yi watched Jiang Se enter the elevator and saw the elevator door slowly close, completely blocking her shadow. He leaned back in the car without moving.
The garage was very quiet at night until the phone rang, breaking the silence.
He sat back in the car and answered the phone. Pei Yi's handsome face was reflected in the rearview mirror. His eyes were firm at this moment, which was different from when he was in front of Jiang Se.
The call was from Mr. Pei, probably wanting to ask where he was.
At Pei's house, Mrs. Pei had already fallen asleep, and the nanny handed him a pair of soft-soled slippers: "The old man is waiting for you in the study."
He looked up at the stairs and nodded.
The door of the study was not closed. Mr. Pei was wearing glasses and reading a book. The desk lamp was on and the air conditioner was on. Mr. Pei was wearing an olive green shirt with a thin vest on the outside. His figure was elongated under the light and reflected on the bookshelf behind him. He was still as burly as Pei Yi remembered in his childhood.
My grandfather is old and his hair has turned white, but his intimidating aura remains the same.
He leaned against the door without saying a word. He knew the location of every furnishing in the study room even with his eyes closed. He was the eldest grandson of this generation of the Pei family and his grandfather loved him the most when he was a child.
Mr. Pei's character of preferring grandchildren to his own children was fully revealed after Pei Yi was born. Mrs. Pei once laughed and said that Mr. Pei had never held any of his sons in his arms from birth to adulthood. He always had a cold face, beat and scolded them at every turn, and did not allow anyone to defend them.
In his opinion, jade cannot be made into a useful object without being carved, and if his son is not well disciplined, people will point fingers at him in the future.
Pei Jinhuai and his brothers were beaten since they were young, and rarely received a good look from Grandpa Pei. As a result, when they grew up, they had an instinctive fear of Grandpa Pei. Their father's authority had long left a mark in their hearts.
But Pei Yi is different.
Since he was born, he has been doted on by Old Master Pei. He is held in his palms for fear that he will fall, and held in his mouth for fear that he will melt.
When he was young, she held him in her arms and taught him to babble and learn to read. No one in the family dared to compete with her for the responsibility of taking care of the child.
No matter what kind of occasion he attended, he would always bring Pei Yi with him and hold him in his arms. If he was missing for a moment, he would anxiously ask:
"Where's my Ayi?"
In this study room, when Pei Jinhuai and the others came in, they were all silent and didn't dare to breathe. But when Pei Yi made trouble when he was young, his grandfather would just laugh and wave his hand: "Let him be."
Whenever Pei Yi got into trouble and Pei Jinhuai wanted to follow his father's theory of "a son cannot be successful without being beaten", Old Master Pei would stare at him and protect him behind him:
"Who dares to do it?"
With the indulgence of his grandfather, he was ignorant of the immensity of heaven and earth when he was young, and was arrogant and domineering.
He had grown a lot taller. The men in the Pei family were all tall, and the door frame was taller than usual. With his height, it was hard to ignore him when he stood at the door.
When Pei Yi first arrived, Old Master Pei had already noticed him, but he didn't say anything, and Old Master Pei didn't say anything either. It was not until he had turned two pages of the book that he took off his glasses and pinched his brows:
"You're back. What are you doing standing at the door?"
"I just wanted to see you."
He leaned against the door with his legs crossed, still wearing the suit he had worn when he accompanied Jiang Se to the party. He looked tall and handsome, just like the rising sun, dazzling and eye-catching.
But Mr. Pei is already old and his days are numbered.
"Grandpa, what's so good about this?" Old Master Pei raised his chin towards the sofa next to the study and said, "Sit down."
He walked in with long legs, and Mr. Pei put the book down with a look of pride in his eyes. (To be continued)