Chapter 117: A Way to Have the Best of Both Worlds

During tonight's meal, the boy's repeated behavior made Pei Du naturally notice the other party's dissatisfaction with him.

Although he didn't know the reason, after all it was just a child, not a big deal, so he didn't take it to heart; more accurately, he wasn't too concerned.

When going upstairs.

Pei Du watched the three people go to open the apartment building's door, while he himself stood beside the black Bentley without moving.

"Dad, aren't you coming up?"

In his peripheral vision, he saw Dad not following up, so Pei Muyin turned around and asked Dad where he would stay tonight.

Pei Du answered: "The hotel we just passed at the intersection."

Before landing in An Shi this morning, he had Zhou Zhi book a presidential suite at a hotel near Yujingyuan for long-term residence.

Pei Muyin looked puzzled and whispered: "We have a home, why stay in a hotel?"

This home refers to unit 1702 on the 1600 large flat floor where Shu Shu lives, after she transferred to An Shi San Zhong to study.

That is the residence Pei Du arranged for his daughter.

Pei Du's gaze fell steadily on his daughter's face; originally, he considered that after more than ten years of being out of sync, he feared the daughter might feel unaccustomed, so he planned to first let her get used to his presence, then gradually figure things out.

But it seems his worry was unnecessary.

The man with a cool demeanor pursed the corners of his mouth, warmth in his eyes, his voice low and light, saying in another way: "I came back rather hastily; the upstairs rooms aren't tidied yet. After these two days, once they're cleaned up, I won't stay at the hotel."

Pei Muyin nodded: "Mm-hmm."

…

The next day.

From the morning dining table to the school desk.

When Shu Shu sensed for the third time that the daughter had something to say but held back, she put down her pen and gently pierced the daughter's thoughts: "Muyin is preparing to move back upstairs to live, but you're torn about how to tell me, right?"

The girl slightly widened her eyes, her expression as if magically saying, "Sis, how do you seem to read minds?"

No mind-reading needed; this is easy to guess.

Recognizing her father has always been a worry weighing on Pei Muyin's heart; she has always hoped Dad would remember her, even though Dad hasn't regained his memory yet, but the misunderstanding between father and daughter has already been resolved.

Shu Shu simply turned from her seat, took the daughter's soft hand, and squeezed it: "Here with me, Muyin never needs to agonize; whatever you want to do, any decision, I'll unconditionally support and agree, okay?"

"..." Pei Muyin looked at Shu Shu, unable to hold back a sniffle: "Sis, how... how are you so good?"

Shu Shu only curled her lips, said nothing; everything was understood without words.

…

Two days later, evening, at 1600.

Pei Muyin was washing up in her room; she would move back upstairs tomorrow.

Shu Shu had already packed the daughter's luggage in advance.

The suitcase lay open on the carpet; she put the daughter's skincare products, daily clothes, and other personal items, big or small, into bags and organized them neatly.

Beside them, Shu Lingchen was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, circling the suitcase worriedly.

He watched his mother move back and forth between bedroom and living room packing the sister's luggage, and whenever she put an item in, he would pull one out.

After Shu Shu had been busy for half a day, she found the suitcase still empty; turning around, she saw everything neatly stacked on the sofa.

"Shu Lingchen, are you itching for a fight?"

"Hmph, didn't you say the sister wouldn't leave us?" Shu Lingchen glanced toward the bedroom, then angrily muttered low: "Mom, you're lying to the kid again."

"The sister is just moving back upstairs; she's not leaving here forever. From now on we'll still go to school and come home together, eat meals together."

Shu Lingchen didn't accept it, feeling wronged and gritting his teeth: "That's not the same."

"..." Shu Shu of course knew it wasn't the same; she also wanted the daughter to live with her, but... the situation is special; if the daughter didn't move, she would naturally be delighted, but now the situation is that the daughter wants to move back, and she doesn't want the daughter to feel torn.

She sighed, extended her hand to her son: "Come on, give it to me, don't hide it."

Shu Lingchen glanced at his mother, then angrily pulled from his pocket a small bag containing the sister's hairpin and handed it to her.

Shu Shu took it, placed it in the corner of the suitcase while packing, and could only comfort her son like this: "The sister just won't be sleeping at home; everything else will stay the same."

The boy said nothing, flopped onto the sofa in dejection, like a defeated golden retriever.

Not long after, Pei Muyin finished her bath and walked out of the bedroom.

Shu Shu stood up, waved to her daughter: "Muyin, come over and see what else hasn't been packed."

Two days earlier, Pei Muyin already knew she would move from 1600 back to 1702; having mental preparation is one thing, but seeing her own belongings packed up is another.

The girl stared blankly at the suitcase.

This meant that after tonight, she would no longer leave this room in the morning to go to school, nor return here after school in the evening.

Thinking this, a sad feeling welled up in Pei Muyin's heart without her realizing.

Dad is a very important relative to her; she also couldn't bear to part with Sis and Bro...

... both sides she couldn't bear to cut ties with.

If only, if only they could all four live together, that would be great.

Pei Muyin's mind suddenly conjured this bold idea, but she knew it was too greedy and unrealistic.

"Muyin?"

Seeing the daughter remain silent for a long while, Shu Shu looked over and was startled.

The girl's peach-blossom eyes had become wet with tears at some point.

"Muyin, what's wrong?" Shu Shu took the tissue that Shu Lingchen fumbled over, wiped the daughter's tears, and asked: "Why are you crying?"

Shu Shu's concerned question acted like an emotional catalyst; Pei Muyin couldn't help but rush into Shu Shu's embrace.

"... Sis, am I... no longer belonging here from now on?"

Shu Shu blinked, understood, and smiled helplessly: "How could that be? 1600 will always welcome you; you can come whenever you want, you have the elevator card, and the fingerprint lock on the door also has your record, right?"

"But I can't bear to part with Sis and Bro."

Upon hearing that, Shu Lingchen's eyes widened with delight, his eyes shining like light bulbs: "Then, sis, you just don't go upstairs; keep staying here."

Speaking, he couldn't wait to push his sister's luggage back into the room.

At that moment, Pei Muyin's phone rang.

It was a new message notification.

She picked it up to see; it was from her dad, asking whether tomorrow, when moving things, they needed him to call ahead and arrange help.

Pei Muyin held the phone, her hovering fingers didn't type a word for a long time.

Seeing that, Shu Shu already understood; she pinched her daughter's cheek and smiled: "I have a perfect solution; do you want to hear it, Muyin?"