TYMRHBDES Chapter 148

On the weekend, Pei Yu took Jiang Luoluo back to the Pei family’s ancestral estate.

It was hard to imagine that such a vast, four-courtyard compound in the heart of City A was still inhabited.

The interior was decorated in a classical style, with every detail—from the materials used in the gates and walls to the intricate carvings on the buildings—showcasing the estate’s rich cultural heritage and immense value.

Even the rare green peonies in the garden were a sight to behold. Stepping into the living room, one could see antique furnishings everywhere, relics passed down from unknown dynasties.

The Pei family’s immense wealth was evident at a glance.

Old Madam Pei, nearing ninety years old, remained remarkably lucid. A flawless imperial jade adorned her forehead, while her cane’s handle was carved from translucent jade. She smiled warmly at Jiang Luoluo.

“A Yu told me you’re a poor child,” she said, patting his hand. “Orphaned and all alone.”

“Don’t be afraid, child,” she continued. “You have a grandmother now. Grandma will take care of you.”

Someone chuckled nearby. Pei Yu introduced her as his eldest aunt.

“Our old madam has always wanted a granddaughter!” the aunt exclaimed. “But all we’ve produced are grandsons. It’s been driving her mad!”

Pei Yu’s mother was equally delighted, holding Jiang Luoluo’s hand tightly.

“I’ve never seen such a beautiful young lady in all my years!”

The old madam chuckled. “Indeed! A Yu has such good taste! He’s found such a lovely granddaughter-in-law!”

Hearing them repeatedly call him “young lady” and “granddaughter-in-law,” Jiang Luoluo blushed and smiled awkwardly, glancing self-consciously at his outfit.

He was wearing a champagne-gold cocktail dress, its layers creating an exceptionally sweet and feminine look. The well-tailored design accentuated his slender waist, which appeared even more delicate thanks to the boned corset.

Paired with the waist-length, wavy hair the System had gifted him and lips painted with matte rose lipstick, Jiang Luoluo couldn’t help but wonder if he was here under false pretenses, deceiving the Pei Family into believing he was a bride.

The entire Pei Family, from top to bottom, was overjoyed about their new daughter-in-law. The elders couldn’t resist stuffing red envelopes into Jiang Luoluo’s hands.

Even the two young nephews from Pei Yu’s eldest uncle’s family, who rarely showed such enthusiasm, gathered around Jiang Luoluo, generously offering their snacks and sharing juicy gossip.

“My little uncle is so amazing! He’s the biggest star in the entertainment industry! He has so many trophies—like this many!” The little boy gestured dramatically with his hands.

“Auntie definitely knows about this!”

The taller, mischievous boy leaned close to Jiang Luoluo’s ear and whispered a secret:

“Auntie, did you know that so many people like my uncle?”

Jiang Luoluo nodded. “I know!”

After all, Pei Yu was the Best Actor who had captivated countless young women. It was only natural he had many fans.

The older nephew wore a mysterious expression. “Auntie, I’m not talking about girls!”

Lowering his voice, he spoke like a little adult: “They’re all boys. So many boys like my uncle!”

Jiang Luoluo let out an “Oh,” understanding dawning.

After all, Pei Yu had the looks, the money, and the status. Broad shoulders, a narrow waist, long legs, sharp and cold features, chiseled facial contours, and an overwhelming top-tier aura—he was practically walking pheromones, radiating pure dominance!

Even Jiang Luoluo had been stunned by Pei Yu’s handsomeness when they first met!

It was perfectly normal for boys to like him too!

“Good thing you’re not a boy…”

The nephew leaned in conspiratorially. “Auntie, there was this one uncle who liked my uncle.”

“He grabbed my uncle and tried to kiss him on the mouth, but my uncle punched him to the ground!”

Even though Jiang Luoluo knew Pei Yu was homophobic, hearing these words still made his heart skip a beat with panic.

Seeing his aunt’s eyes widen and her “Ah!” of surprise, his nephew proudly showed off how much he knew.

“My uncle’s fists are this big—”

The nephew exaggeratedly gestured, his chubby little hands flailing wildly in the air.

“He even trained in taekwondo! He’s super strong!”

“One punch like this, another punch like that, and he made that uncle cry in just two hits!”

Jiang Luoluo’s heart trembled.

*I wouldn’t even need two punches.*

With Pei Yu’s physique and explosive strength, just seeing him clench his fist would probably make me cry in terror.

Noticing Jiang Luoluo’s frightened expression, the nephew generously reassured him, “It’s okay, Auntie. You’re a girl, so you don’t need to be scared~”

Jiang Luoluo wanted to cry but had no tears left.

* If only I really were a girl, then I wouldn’t be scared at all…*

During dinner, as his grandmother pressed him about getting married, Jiang Luoluo felt increasingly uneasy.

Pei Yu handed him a glass of fresh lemon passion fruit juice, his slender fingers gripping the clear crystal glass. The knuckles were slightly prominent, and the faint blue veins showed through his pale skin.

Jiang Luoluo accepted the drink with both hands, then couldn’t help but glance at Pei Yu’s hand.

* Such a large hand… it must hurt a lot to be hit by it.*

Pei Yu’s brow relaxed, and he smiled at him. “Why are you being so polite today? Is it because there are so many people here? Are you feeling shy?”

Jiang Luoluo mumbled a few vague replies and quickly took a sip of his juice.

The Pei Family was large, filling the round dining table to capacity.

Since this was Pei Yu’s first time bringing someone home, and the young man was both handsome and well-behaved—not to mention the Pei Family’s prospective son-in-law—the family members were delighted and kept toasting the couple with wine.

Pei Yu naturally wouldn’t let his precious fiancé drink.

His darling was already so beautiful; if he drank and became even slightly tipsy, he’d be utterly captivating.

That kind of allure was for his eyes alone. How could he let other men see it so openly?

Pei Yu intercepted every toast meant for Jiang Luoluo, drinking in his place. But the others persisted, urging him to drink round after round.

By the end of dinner, Pei Yu was visibly tipsy.

His sleeves were rolled up, the top two buttons of his shirt were undone, and his collar hung loosely. He draped an arm casually over Jiang Luoluo’s shoulder.

Mother Pei led them upstairs.

“Xixi’s room is across from A Yu’s. You two will be right next to each other. I knew you were coming, so I had everything prepared for you.”

Pei Yu protested, “Mom, why did you separate us?”

Mother Pei tilted her head and smiled. “I’m just keeping an eye on you. You’ve had too much to drink—don’t take advantage of Luo Luo.”

Jiang Luoluo’s cheeks flushed pink, his long lashes drooping as he glanced self-consciously at Pei Yu’s fingers resting on his chest.

Mother Pei escorted him to the guest room door, gave a few more instructions, and left.

Jiang Luoluo entered the guest room.

Though called a guest room, its decor was far from simple.

It was clear they had prepared it with a girlish touch, anticipating his arrival.

Sheer, milky-white curtains billowed around the room, crystal bead strings shimmered, and pink plush toys were piled on the matching palace-style bed.

The nearby table overflowed with unopened cosmetics and skincare products.

The wardrobe was filled with the latest designer brands, all in his size, while rows of shoes—sneakers, heels, flats, mules—lined the bottom.

Everywhere sparkled, a testament to how much they valued their “daughter-in-law.”

After showering and drying his hair, Jiang Luoluo had just slipped into a camisole nightgown when he heard a knock at the door.

He quickly adjusted his wig and opened the door.

“Pei Yu?”

Pei Yu had changed into loose-fitting loungewear. He looked freshly showered, his hair still slightly damp, the smoky gray darkened by the water.

His slightly damp hair framed his deep, sculpted features as his dark eyes lowered to meet Jiang Luoluo’s gaze, a faint smile playing on his lips.

Seeing Jiang Luoluo, Pei Yu leaned down slightly, drawing closer to look at him from above. His cool, melodious voice drifted into Jiang Luoluo’s ears, tender and intimate:

“Baby.”

A blush slowly crept across Jiang Luoluo’s face.

Pei Yu’s face was too handsome.

Jiang Luoluo’s resistance was quickly crumbling.

“Aren’t you going to let me in?” Pei Yu asked.

Jiang Luoluo shifted aside to let him enter, following behind him like a dutiful wife, his voice soft and gentle:

“What are you doing here?”

“I was worried about you.”

Pei Yu pressed down on the mattress to ensure it was comfortable for his little fiancé to sleep on before sitting on the edge of the bed. He pulled Jiang Luoluo into his arms, wrapping his arms around him. “Did you eat enough for dinner? You seemed distracted.”

Jiang Luoluo nodded vaguely, his attention completely drawn to the hand resting on his waist.

Pei Yu’s hand was so large, his palm so warm.

The heat seeped through the thin pajamas, and Jiang Luoluo could clearly feel the gentle curve of his fingers.

Jiang Luoluo’s thoughts drifted back to his nephew’s words.

He squirmed slightly, but Pei Yu’s grip tightened, immobilizing him.

*His hands are so big, and Pei Yu is so strong. It must hurt terribly when he hits someone.*

*I wonder if begging for mercy would even work.*

*If that doesn’t work, I’m doomed…*

Jiang Luoluo thought, slowly lifting his head to meet Pei Yu’s refined, phoenix-shaped eyes.

He pressed his small hands against Pei Yu’s chest and asked in a soft voice, “Pei Yu, if you ever found out I lied to you, what would you do?”

Pei Yu raised an eyebrow, a faint smile playing on his thin lips. “What could you possibly lie to me about?” he asked casually.

Jiang Luoluo’s fingers curled slightly, creating tiny wrinkles in Pei Yu’s black-and-white striped pajamas.

“Suppose… suppose one day you discovered I’d lied to you…”

Luo Luo tilted his snow-white face upward, his eyes glistening with moisture. In a small voice, he asked, “Would you hit me, Pei Yu?”

The person in his arms was both obedient and delicate, his tone soft and timid as he gazed up at him.

Pei Yu’s heart trembled slightly under the gaze of those eyes. His large hand slid down, giving Jiang Luoluo’s bottom a meaningful pat.

“Perhaps I will. It depends on how you try to deceive me.”

Jiang Luoluo’s nose stung with emotion. He pressed his face into Pei Yu’s chest, whispering a complaint to the System.

“Pei Yu is so mean! He’s already threatening me!”

System:[…]

Is this kind of force and tone really a threat?

* Forget this dog of a man’s flirting tricks!*

But since all the System’s words and actions were being recorded, it dared not voice its true thoughts aloud.

Jiang Luoluo sniffled almost imperceptibly.

Pei Yu wrapped both arms around him, lifting him onto his lap. Still slightly drunk and seemingly tired, he rested his chin on Jiang Luoluo’s delicate, snow-white neck, inhaling softly.

His breath brushed against Jiang Luoluo’s earlobe as he murmured in a low, intoxicating voice:

“Baby, why do you smell so good?”

T/N: 🦊 “Old Madam Pei got a granddaughter, Pei Yu got a ‘baby,’ and I got insomnia translating it all 💀 Show mercy to your translator’s suffering heart and feed it with a Ko-fi ☕🥲”