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Chapter 1141: The Little Master of China! (1)

The air was silent for a few seconds.

“I’m sorry, grandma.” Su Ji obediently placed the little daisy in front of her tombstone. “Your grandson can’t speak. I’ll get him to apologize to you.”

As she spoke, she looked at Pei Huai.

Pei Huai was silent for a while.

“I’m sorry, Grandma.” He bowed very seriously even though he was tall.

His subordinates behind him looked at each other.

After paying respects to grandma, Pei Huai accompanied his wife to walk in the cemetery.

“Are all the ancestors of the Pei family in this cemetery?” Su Ji looked around and could not see the end.

Pei Huai glanced at her. “Probably.”

“What about those from thousands of years ago?”

This sentence had a very strong purpose. Pei Huai glanced at her again.

“Yes or no, it depends on what’s in your bag…”

Su Ji touched the tip of her nose. “You obviously guessed it, yet you still asked.”

Although Pei Huai could guess it, he still wanted to hear her say it personally.

The subordinate went to the car to get the bag and handed it to Su Ji respectfully. “Madam.”

Su Ji told him to bring it directly to Pei Huai.

Didn’t he want to see it? He had been coveting it since he got on the car.

Actually, he had already seen these things.

Pei Huai held the A4 papers in his hands and his face darkened.

These are…the novels that Su Ji wrote.

From the first chapter to the latest chapter.

“I want to burn it for him,” Su Ji said.

Because there were subordinates around, she used “him” instead.

But Pei Huai could understand that she was talking about Prince Huai.

“I owe it to him.”

Pei Huai had no choice but to agree.

He asked a realistic question. “What about future updates?”

Su Ji touched her chin. “I’ll save and burn them again?”

Pei Huai:

“Pei Huai.” Su Ji looked at him with pitch-black eyes. “Can’t I?”

That expression was too much. Pei Huai gritted his teeth. “Alright.”

The moment he agreed, he regretted it. He said, “but you don’t have to do it yourself.”

He casually pointed at one of his subordinates. “I’ll leave this matter to you. In the future, every time she updates her book, you’ll be in charge of burning them.”

The subordinate who was called was stunned. He immediately stood up straight and pressed his hands against the seams of his pants.” Yes…boss!”

He must be puzzled.

Which ancestor was this…who loved reading novels so much?

Actually, Su Ji did not know if Prince Huai would receive it if she burned it like this.

But in the end, she still did it.

The scorching flames turned the paper into ashes, and the drizzle could not extinguish it. The burning heat blurred the surrounding vision, and the wind carried the smoke into the distance.

It was a place so far away that it seemed to have no end…

A week before the due date, Pei Huai began to prepare all sorts of things.

In the past six months, the villas in the suburbs that were specially used for baby products and maternity products had been filled to the brim.

But Pei Huai still felt that it was not enough.

It was not just the materials, but also the personnel.

That morning, when Su Ji left as usual, she saw Slavic standing at the entrance of the Pei family’s courtyard with his suitcase.

She took a deep breath at the door and looked very nervous.

Slavic was their butler at the embassy in Golden Town.

The devout believer, the medieval gentleman.

“Why is the butler here?” Su Ji spoke while Xiao Tong and Xiao Lingxian watched curiously from the side.

“Caw!”

Pei Yuanyang was a little excited to see Slavic. Slavic had obviously evoked some of her memories.

“Madam?!” Slav turned around immediately. Then, he let go of the suitcase and held Su Ji’s hand devoutly with his white-gloved hand. He placed the other hand on her palm and swore, “the little angel is about to descend into the world. Please allow me to be ‘his’ most loyal guard…”

Su Ji narrowed her eyes.

Although Slavic did not answer her directly, she already knew the answer.

“Kaka!”

Pei Yuanyang flapped her wings and flew around Slavic.

Slavic smiled kindly. “I didn’t expect Miss Yuanyang to still remember me.”

However, Pei Yuanyang was clearly not reminiscing about the past with him.

It thought Constantine would come along, but after looking around, it didn’t see the little duck.

Pei Yuanyang said, “kakaka…(Feeling wronged)”

When she returned to the living room, Su Ji looked at the few people standing neatly in front of her.

The old butler of the old mansion, Uncle He and Slavic.