Chapter 109: Promise

I discovered nobody saw my post in the book club, ah ah, 107, 108—I reread it!

Those interested can refresh and take a look!

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Pei Du did not go to see his daughter; he deliberately lowered his head, averting his gaze. Since it was up to the daughter to choose, he hoped she could make the choice entirely according to her own wishes.

Time ticked by, and silence silently spread through the reception room.

Zhou Zhi placed the signing pen beside Pei Muyin's hand; a simple reach would easily grasp it.

In his peripheral vision, he saw the girl move slightly, lift her arm, as if heading toward that pen.

Pei Du's breath tightened silently a bit.

The next second, a fair hand appeared before him, fingers curling into the palm, leaving only a slightly bent clean little finger.

Pei Du lifted his gaze to meet his daughter's eyes, which became even clearer and purer after being washed by watery mist, and then heard her ask him: "Dad, have you ever heard of the pinky promise?"

"……" He seemed to sense something, and Pei Du replied: "Yeah, I have."

"A pinky hook represents a promise, so let's make one." The girl curved her lips, smiling brightly like a sunflower, and said: "Let's agree that before today, all unhappiness will completely disappear."

She said, understandingly: "For the time Dad forgot about me, Dad doesn't need to feel sorry; just use the time before I was four to offset it."

"Let's get to know each other again; from now on, we'll be happy, okay?"

Pei Du swallowed with difficulty, his long lashes trembling; after a moment, he also extended his little finger, lightly hooking it with his daughter's.

"……Okay."

In the smiling gaze with her father, Pei Muyin shook her hand, and then her soft, sweet voice rang out clearly: "Okay, the promise is made; it must not change for a hundred years."

Beside them, Zhou Zhi felt heat welling up around his eye sockets, almost turning aside to compose himself.

Finally.

This father and daughter, who had missed thirteen years, at this moment finally returned to being on the same wavelength.

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Despite Pei Du's insistence, he still had his daughter sign the document.

This is a genuine compensation.

Zhou Zhi called in the witnessing lawyer with a phone call, watching as, under the lawyer's step‑by‑step prompts, the well‑behaved girl held the pen and wrote her beautiful name at the end of the document, he couldn't help but sigh.

This is practically all of Chairman Pei's 'life and property'!

Moreover, it's no big deal; Chairman Pei will have only this Eldest Young Lady as his daughter.

Before this, Chairman Pei's monthly allowance for the Eldest Young Lady alone exceeded three million, and the car he used for outings was a custom top‑spec model with several higher configurations than his own.

Anyway, these things will eventually go to the Eldest Young Lady, so thinking about it, giving now versus later makes no difference.

With dozens of documents, Pei Muyin felt like at the start of a new semester when teachers hand out textbooks and she has to write her name on each new book.

Finally finished signing.

Pei Muyin obediently capped the pen, returned the signing pen to Zhou Zhi, glanced at the time, remembered something, hurriedly pointed to the door outside, and said to Pei Du:

"Dad, I still need to go back to the classroom; my classmates should still be waiting for me to return and ask me questions."

Speaking, the girl couldn't help sharing with her dad that the new school's teachers and classmates were all nice, many would send her lots of snacks, to the point she felt a little embarrassed, and she said she liked studying at this school.

Pei Du silently listened to every word of his daughter; in the depths of his dark eyes lay hidden sympathy and patience, and upon hearing her say she liked studying here, he already began calculating in his mind to transfer her school registration here as soon as he returned.

By then, when she takes the graduation exam next year, she won't need to go back to Jing Shi.

"Okay, let's head back to the classroom first." Pei Du said: "I'll send you."

"No need, Dad, the classroom building is right across the way, very close."

Pei Muyin rose, walked to the door, her hand already having opened the reception room door, then suddenly turned her head, fixed her gaze on Pei Du, and asked softly:

"Dad, tonight really isn't me dreaming, right?" The girl's words carried a hint of insecurity.

Pei Du curved his lips: "Mm, not a dream."

After speaking, he picked up his phone, dialed a number, and the lit screen showed the note: 'Daughter.'

He let it ring for ten seconds, then hung up.

Pei Du said: "Once we're out this door, Muyin can check her phone and see this missed call, which will prove it's not a dream."

"……Okay."

Exiting the call interface, the phone didn't immediately lock but switched to the home screen.

On the austere home screen with few apps, there was a photo of a girl.

In her little‑kid days, she wore twin‑tail pigtails, delicate as carved jade, obediently lining up behind the teacher with a big backpack, ready to leave school.

This was taken when Pei Muyin was five, as Pei Du secretly went to the kindergarten entrance to look at his daughter.

Over the past thirteen years, no matter how many phones he changed, his first act was always to transfer his daughter's photo to the new phone and set it as wallpaper.

He even moved all apps to empty spaces just so he could clearly see her face.

He recalled once, when attending a certain summit, Pei Du was inadvertently caught by a privacy‑pursuing shady media outlet on his phone screen.

Although it was just a flash, far away and likely indistinct, Pei Du still noticed immediately and resolved the photo issue within half an hour.

Not long after, that media outlet promptly shut its doors.

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Pei Muyin deliberately refused her father's offer to send her back to the classroom.

She wanted to walk back herself.

Because graduating students often have evening classes, An Shi San Zhong is not stingy; lights are on in every corner of the campus at night, with no dark spots.

The girl stepped out of the reception room, walked down the stairs step by step, listening to her own footsteps.

Walking on, when she reached the bottom of the last floor, she stopped in place, remained motionless for a while, and when she lifted her head again, she saw ahead, at a certain column in the hallway, Shu Shu standing there, silently watching her.

Whether by coincidence or not, Shu Shu stood under a lamp, a bright beam spilling over her, gilding her with a gentle halo.

Pei Muyin looked surprised, sniffing, "……Older sister, why are you here?"

Shu Shu spoke lightly, spreading her hands: "Mm, I felt Muyin would need a hug, so I came."

In the next second, Pei Muyin didn't even think, quickly walking over to Shu Shu.

The moment she flung herself into the embrace with a faint fresh orange scent, all the various grievances and sad feelings that had been suppressed since leaving the reception room, piled up in Pei Muyin's heart for over ten years, all burst forth like a gate opening.

She choked back a sob and cried out.