Chapter 116: Do eyes of this type always look like this?

Pei Muyin naturally sat down beside Pei Du.

She sat face-to-face with Shu Lingchen, while Pei Du sat face-to-face with Shu Shu.

The dish-ordering segment.

The server waited with a tablet in hand; Pei Du gestured, indicating that the guests Shu Shu and Shu Lingchen should order first.

Shu Shu politely declined: "Anything is fine, I'm not picky."

So Pei Du took over the ordering task; having done his homework, he could order staples, sides, soups, and desserts in an orderly manner.

Midway, Pei Muyin suddenly remembered something and said: "By the way, no peanuts—older sister is allergic to peanuts."

The server politely smiled at the girl and replied: "Don't worry, Mr. Pei specifically told us; our prepared menu contains no dishes with peanuts."

Pei Du gave that instruction because his daughter is allergic to peanuts.

He also didn't expect that Shu Shu would be allergic as well.

The man with delicate, cool features instinctively glanced at the girl opposite him.

Quite a coincidence.

So, does this also count as a kind of fate?

His daughter likes her so much, and coincidentally both of them are allergic to peanuts.

When the ordering was finished, Pei Muyin said again: "Could you trouble you to get a can of cola?"

Server: "Okay."

A can of cola—it was obvious who among the four loved cola most; Shu Lingchen was moved to tears, gazing at his sister, then he opened the zipper of his school uniform jacket, reached in as if pulling out money, and produced a heart gesture.

He had recently been following a martial arts film, and he spoke in a refined manner: "Having such a sister, I have no regrets in this life."

Pei Muyin curved her peach-blossom eyes in response.

This was just the siblings' everyday routine; Shu Shu couldn't help but curl her lips as well, but to Pei Du, the scene was remarkable.

I don't know if it's because the four-person table isn't large enough.

Pei Du occasionally lifted his eyelids slightly, and his gaze inevitably fell on the person opposite, lingering on her face for a moment.

Then he discovered another point where she and his daughter clicked—

Without a close look one wouldn't notice, but upon closer inspection the emotions in Pei Du's deep pupils left him somewhat stunned.

Both of them have double peach-blossom eyes, and the similarity is astonishingly high.

Pei Du even unconsciously turned his head to look at his daughter beside him; the daughter laughed at a remark from the boy, and then he subtly glanced at Shu Shu opposite, who also wore a smile.

……Even more alike.

At one moment, Pei Du felt that it seemed not just the eyes that resembled each other, but the whole brow and eye area.

It brings to mind the phrase "cut from the same cloth."

Could it be because this eye shape naturally grows this way?

Suddenly.

Pei Du recalled the dream in which Shu Shu's voice had appeared.

The man's brows furrowed slightly, and that strange feeling came again.

…

The dishes arrived quickly.

Shu Lingchen habitually served dishes to his mother and sister, earning their grateful glances.

The restaurant's flavor is relatively heavy; the chili in the dishes looks very spicy, and accidentally biting into a piece makes it even spicier.

After the boy again served his sister a dish, his peripheral vision suddenly caught the man sitting diagonally opposite; he lowered his head, looked at the stir-fried pork with chili before him, his eyes rolling, wondering what he was scheming.

Afterwards.

He once again picked up the public chopsticks and reached for the chili stir-fried pork.

"Mr. Pei, thank you for treating us to a meal."

A chopstick-full of chili mixed with a strand of meat that was still two-thirds fat landed precisely in Pei Du's bowl.

"……"

Pei Du's motion halted; he lifted his head, his deep, dark pupils meeting Shu Lingchen's gaze; the boy grinned at him: "Hehe, no need to be polite, eat more meat."

Pei Muyin blinked her eyes at Shu Lingchen, then at Pei Du; the pure-hearted girl only felt that the brother was indeed a social expert, feeling that he and Dad…… got along quite well.

And Shu Shu, raising a hand to her forehead, used the gesture to hide her urge to laugh.

For guests, serving dishes and agreeing to eat is polite.

Hearing her daughter call Shu Lingchen "brother," one could infer that this boy usually takes good care of her.

That's that.

Not to quibble with a child.

"Thank you."

The man replied in a low, light tone, picking up that strand of meat, inevitably also grabbing a piece of chili, putting it in his mouth to eat; after a moment, he lifted the water beside him and drank a sip without changing his expression.

Shu Lingchen felt refreshed and invigorated watching that.

Hmm, he suddenly felt that his hand wasn't as painful as before, much more comfortable!

? (? ˉ??? ˉ???)?

…

Finished eating.

The four left the private room; passing the front desk, Pei Muyin quietly said to Pei Du: "Dad, I'll handle the bill."

Referring to the day when Father transferred all of his assets under his name to her.

Although Pei Muyin didn't examine them in detail, just signing the documents made her hands sore, and Zhou Zhi's shocked gaze also revealed that these things seemed to be Father's entire estate.

So, she worried that Dad had no money left.

The girl opened her clear eyes, revealing her understanding nature.

Pei Du, who understood his daughter's meaning, was both amused and exasperated, yet he lifted the corner of his mouth at her cute gesture.

He whispered, "Muyin, don't worry, I've already paid the bill."

His daughter seemed to underestimate herself; he still had the money needed to keep her life unchanged.

…

The black Bentley drove toward Yujingyuan.

After more than ten minutes, it stopped beneath the building where the three lived.

"Wait a moment."

Pei Du opened the car's trunk, took out three boxes wrapped in dark gilt paper bags; he first gave one to his daughter, then walked over and handed the remaining two to Shu Shu.

"Thank you both for looking after Muyin; it's just an ordinary watch, I hope you'll accept it."

"Ordinary?"

Shu Shu glanced at the logo on the bag.

"Well, it's so ordinary that even the cheapest watch from this brand costs at least 980,000."

Pei Du opened the box.

A small light on the top of the box shone down, lighting the interior—one white, one light gray—a style suitable for students Shu Shu and Shu Lingchen's age.

"Simple, understated luxury."

Shu Shu withdrew her gaze, indicating she didn't want to accept it: "This is too valuable, Mr. Pei, please take it back; you don't need to thank us for looking after Muyin."

After a brief pause, Pei Du turned his head to look at his daughter and asked, "Muyin, check yours—can you still wear it?"

Upon hearing that, Pei Muyin obediently opened her own box.

The strap is pale pink.

"Pretty."

"Mm." Pei Du said gently, "It's the same style as theirs."

Upon hearing the words "same style," the girl's peach-blossom eyes lit up, and she immediately said to Shu Shu and Shu Lingchen, "Sisters, shall we all wear them together?"

Shu Shu looked at Pei Du, her eyes faintly speechless; he calmly returned her gaze.

It seemed he had figured out that Shu Shu simply couldn't bear to refuse the girl.

"Indeed."

In the girl's expectant gaze, Shu Shu took the bag and replied, "Sure~"

Shu Lingchen, however, said, "But I already have a watch."

As he spoke, the boy rolled up his school uniform jacket sleeve, revealing a black electronic watch.

Pei Du slightly narrowed his eyes.

He felt the watch looked familiar; he seemed to have seen it in his daughter's daily photos.

A few seconds later.

"Oh."

That hand with the raised middle finger was wearing just such a watch.