The wealthy young master is a money fan

A good friend's mother fell ill and was hospitalized, Yan Heng received the news and went to the hospital to visit.

On the way there, I met Pei Ji selling flowers. I didn't expect that when he came back from the hospital, several hours later, the little florist was still there, and he seemed to be in trouble.

Yan Heng never liked to meddle in other people's affairs, but the other party had a lot of people, and the leader was aggressive. Compared with this, the back of Little Gardener looked thinner and thinner.

The Angel House is on the verge of bankruptcy. In order to support the family, the principal has to farm and work part-time at a young age, which is not easy.

With the intention of doing good every day, Yan Heng walked over and stood in front of Pei Ji.

Saying sorry, Yan Heng moved his foot away, revealing his wallet on the ground.

With a casual smile on his face, Yan Heng looked at Miao Rong and asked knowingly:

"Your? It just fell on the ground, why don't you be so generous?"

Miao Rong looked at the wallet with footprints, then at Yan Heng, the corners of his mouth twitched——

Pick it up, it seems that he is not generous, don't pick it up, this wallet cost him almost two months of living expenses to buy...

For a while, Miao Rong didn't pick it up, or didn't pick it up, and his face turned red.

Standing behind Yan Heng, Pei Ji looked over the other's broad shoulders and stopped at his profile, then calmly looked away.

Peng Gaojun, who has been paying close attention to the situation here, is also puzzled——

Why is Young Master Yan family here?

No matter how aggressive Miao Rong and his friends were at school, they were still college students in their early twenties, and they lost a lot to Yan Heng in terms of momentum.

Looking at Yan Heng's attire, Miao Rong took a quick glance and saw that the watch on his wrist was only worth a dozen of his watches.

In addition, in his hand, his father's previous attempts to apply for a black card failed...

Yan Heng had a gentle smile on his face, but Miao Rong knew that this kind of person was either rich or noble, and he couldn't afford to mess with it at first glance.

Those who know the current affairs are handsome.

After receiving the signal from Miao Rong's eyes, the companion understood, and stepped forward to smooth things over with a smile, saying that everyone was a classmate and there was a misunderstanding.

While speaking, the boy bent down to pick up Miao Rong's wallet, patted the ashes and handed it to him, and gave him a very natural hammer on the chest:

"Tell you to exercise more and don't listen, are your hands slipping?"

Seeing this, the students Miao Rong invited to sing immediately echoed to relieve the embarrassing atmosphere.

A few young people joked with each other, Yan Heng raised his eyebrows secretly, but there was only one point, he turned his head and asked Pei Ji:

"They're all your classmates?"

The little dean is still a student?Wearing multiple hats.

Pei Ji looked coldly at the harmonious crowd in front of him, and the words 'has nothing to do with me' should not be too obvious on his face.

Seeing that Pei Ji turned around without saying a word and went to play with roses, Yan Heng laughed——

Three sticks can't type a word, with such a dog temper, even if he has classmates, he probably has no friends.

Thinking of this in his heart, Yan Heng walked up to Pei Ji and tapped his fingers on the tricycle.

Pei Ji pulled out a broken rose without raising her head:

"Not for sale."

Xiaocai fan suddenly changed his mind, Yan Heng was a little surprised:

"Really not for sale?"

Boss Yan said that if he wanted all the flowers here, he would not deny it, but he didn't expect the other party to speak in advance to block his words.

Pei Ji was too lazy to answer him this time, treating him like air.

Yan Heng, who does good deeds every day, is also very busy. Since Pei Ji and Miao Rong know each other well, he doesn't have time to spend time with a group of children. He is not a money-spinner, and Pei Ji doesn't sell, so he is not in a hurry to spend money.

After Yan Heng left, Miao Rong, who lost face today, glared at Pei Ji, and was about to leave with someone.

When the big troops left, they tied the floats and turned their heads three times a step at a time.

Pei Ji lowered his head to look at his mobile phone, but he didn't receive any glances or reluctance from people's eyes.

Pei Ji usually only shows up at school during class, coming to class and leaving after class, elusive.

Che Qing and him are not in the same class, and they may not meet once a month at school.

It was hard to meet someone today, Che Qing was reserved and tangled up for a long time, but in the end she couldn't hold back, let go of her girlfriend's hand, put aside her shyness, gritted her teeth and walked over.

"Pei Ji, can you sell me two roses?"

It is said that women chase men's interlayer gauze, but with Pei Ji's cold-hearted temperament, Che Qing feels that what stands in front of her is clearly an unattainable iceberg.

Bingshan didn't take the initiative, so he had to take the initiative.

Pei Ji looked up from the phone and looked at Che Qing:

"How much do you want?"

Che Qing grows up so big, she only collects flowers, this is the first time she buys flowers, and it's on a special day like Valentine's Day, so she paused and asked:

"How do you sell these flowers?"

Pei Ji pointed to the small blackboard: "Ten yuan each, buy more and get more free."

Looking along Pei Ji's long and beautiful fingers, Che Qing seemed to have just discovered the price tag, her face was a little red:

"I want eight."

Pei Ji skillfully wrapped flowers for Che Qing, while Miao Rong's eyes turned red with anger.

Miao Rong didn't understand, Che Qing had seen Pei Ji's predicament before, she was so poor that she set up a street stall on the street, why did she treat him differently?

Would you really rather sit on a bicycle and laugh?

Pei Ji didn't care what other people were thinking, and handed the flowers to Che Qing:

"eighty."

Holding the flower in her arms, Che Qing looked at Pei Ji who cherished words like gold, and bit her lips: "...Okay, I'll scan the code."

Pei Ji didn't say a word to her until she paid and left, Che Qing was frustrated and disappointed.

Che Qing's best friend held her arm intimately, whispering in her ear about Pei Ji's inhumanity:

"Is he really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?"

Che Qing looked at the rose in her arms and sighed:

"He's so smart, he just doesn't interest me."

The best friend was angrily: "They are all classmates, and they charge so much, is Pei Ji really out of money's eyes?"

Che Qing's expression was somewhat serious, and she disapproved of looking at her best friend:

"Although we are classmates, we haven't helped him with anything. He's just doing business. What's wrong?"

The best friend's eyes widened after hearing this, and she raised her hand to poke Che Qing's head, shaking her head hating iron for nothing:

"You, it's hopeless..."

…………

After seven o'clock in the evening, all the roses were sold out, Cun Tou drove the tricycle back to the Angel's House, and Pei Ji got into the Porsche that had been waiting not far away.

He hasn't been back for half a month.

However, when he heard Pei Ji talk back, Peng Gaojun said:

"Young master, Madam is in the hospital now."

Pei Ji paused and looked up at him: "Hospital?"

Peng Gaojun nodded: "Yes, Madam suddenly felt unwell at noon and was sent to the hospital."

Pei Ji frowned unconsciously:

"what did the doctor say?"

Peng Gaojun: "If you catch a cold when the season changes, the doctor says you can go home after the infusion."

Watching Pei Ji's expression from the rearview mirror, seeing him frowning and not speaking, Peng Gaojun thought for a while, then carefully added:

"The madam knows that you are busy today, young master, and she didn't let you say it because she was afraid that you would be worried."

Pei Ji nodded, indicating that he knew, and didn't speak again all the way to the hospital.

Pei Ji's mother, Shu Pan, lives in the VIP ward, which has everything from a kitchen, a living room, to a nursing room, etc. When Pei Ji arrives, his father, Pei Chengbo, is also there.

Shu Pan was half lying on the hospital bed and was on an IV drip. When Pei Ji came in, his eyes lit up, and he sat up immediately, with a very pleasant tone:

"Zhao Zhao? Why are you here?"

After finishing speaking, Shu Pan glanced at her husband:

"It's just a cold. Didn't I tell you not to tell Zhaozhao? Zhaozhao is so busy."

He complained so much, but Shu Pan looked at Pei Ji with a smile almost overflowing from his eyes.

Pei Chengbo was also very happy to see his youngest son whom he hadn't seen for half a month, but he was not as obvious as Shu Pan, and coughed dryly:

"I didn't say that."

Pei Ji put the fruit he bought on the table next to him, glanced at the back of Shu Pan's hand that was black and blue from the injection, and asked after a while:

"How are you feeling?"

Pei Ji's appearance followed Shu Pan's, especially those eyes, which were almost carved out of the same mold. After hearing Pei Ji's words, Shu Pan's beautiful eyes bent and smiled happily:

"Seeing Zhaozhao, my mother is cured of all illnesses."

Pei Ji was standing by the hospital bed, Shu Pan looked at his hand hanging by his side, and moved his fingers on the quilt, but in the end there was still no movement.

Shu Pan just had a cold, and he was already very well after the infusion, so he greeted Pei Ji who hadn't seen him for a long time.

Pei Xiu, who hurried over from the company after work, came in, and heard Shu Pan asking Pei Ji if he was eating well every day, and why he was so thin.

Pei Xiu put down his briefcase, looked his younger brother up and down, and finally frowned:

"It's thin, Zhao Zhao, do you have enough money? Is it because the work of the Angel House is too tiring?"

Pei Ji shook his head: "Not tired."

Facing his closest relatives, the usual indifference in Pei Ji's eyes faded a lot, but he didn't talk too much, just asking and answering.

Fortunately, Pei Xiu Shupan and the others had gotten used to his cold temper, and after asking and answering, the atmosphere in the ward was considered harmonious.

Pei Ji had class the next day, Shu Pan didn't let him stay in the ward for long, and asked Peng Gaojun to send him back first.

Pei Xiu sent the man to the gate of the hospital, and when Pei Ji got into the car, he was still worried:

"Zhao Zhao, don't turn on the air conditioner too low when you sleep at night. If you feel hot, ask auntie to change you into a thinner quilt. There are chocolate cakes you like in the refrigerator. Remember to eat something before going to bed. I bought two new sets for you. pajamas……"

The eldest young master of the Pei family, who was vigorous and uncompromising outside, turned into a worried old mother when facing his younger brother, babbling endlessly.

She almost told Pei Ji to remember to brush her teeth before going to bed.

If his employees saw his appearance at this time, their eyes would pop out.

Peng Gaojun stood quietly by the side and waited, apparently already used to the two faces of the eldest and young master.

Whether it's a driver or a chef servant, anyone who has worked in the Pei family for more than two years knows how much the Pei family dotes on the young master of the Pei family.

It was so precious that he almost carried the young master with him in his pocket.

After sending Pei Ji away and returning to the ward, Pei Xiu met his parents' concerned eyes and said proactively:

"Zhao Zhao said that he will stay at home for a few days this time."

After hearing this, Shu Pan was very pleasantly surprised: "Really? How many days?"

Pei Xiu shook his head: "Not sure."

Even so Shu Pan was very happy, took Pei Chengbo's hand and said:

"In the past few days, Zhaozhao needs to make up his body. Look at how thin that child is."

While talking, Shu Pan didn't know what to think of, and his eyes suddenly turned red:

"My Zhao Zhao..."

Pei Chengbo sighed, raised his hand and patted his wife's shoulder lightly to show comfort:

"The past is over, and our family will be fine in the future."

Pei Xiu also sat beside Shu Pan and advised her:

"Mom, don't be sad, you see Zhaozhao talks more to us now, this is a good sign."

Pei Chengbo nodded in agreement:

"Take your time, you have to give Zhao Zhao time."

Shu Pan wiped the corners of her eyes: "I just feel sorry for Zhao Zhao."

Pei Chengbo gently pressed Shu Pan's shoulders, comforting Shu Pan in a gentle voice, and seemed to say to himself:

"I know, it will be fine."