The Perfectly Gentle Mr. Pei Is Both Flirtatious and Sly

[Both leads are each other's one and only; sweet romance; marriage first, love later]

Pei Heqian sat on the living room sofa, facing Old Master Pei, who wore a stern expression.

His voice was low and hoarse. “Grandpa, why did you make me come home so early? Is something the matter?”

The old master nodded to the butler standing nearby, who immediately stepped forward respectfully.

“Young Master, these are the candidates Master has carefully selected to be the future mistress of the Pei family. Please take a look.”

Pei Heqian glanced at the stack of photos in the butler's hands, lowered his eyes, and straightened his cuffs.

He said unhurriedly, “Grandpa, are you trying to force me into marriage?”

“Hmph. If you let her get away like you did last time, I'll die right in front of you.”

Pei Heqian casually took one photo and tossed it onto the table, then got up and headed for the door.

Leng Zhiyu, the eldest daughter of the Leng family in Yuncheng, was devastated and went into a coma after learning that her childhood sweetheart, Yan Beichen, was about to marry someone else.

When Yan Beichen got married, Leng Zhiyu graciously offered him her congratulations. Her gaze was cool, as if she didn't know the man standing before her.

Later, Yan Beichen humbly begged Leng Zhiyu to give him another chance, but she pulled away from his hand in disgust.

Then she looked at the man walking toward her, stars shining in her eyes, and ran into his arms.

“You're here, Qian.”

“Zhizhi, let's go home.”

What Pei Heqian didn't know was that Leng Zhiyu had waited two whole lifetimes to hear him say, “Let's go home.”