"What, you want me to take over the Pei family's business?" Pei Yicheng rubbed his ears, thinking he had misheard.
Pei Yining nodded seriously and said, "Brother, that's really what Dad said. You know, he's been ill, and now he's finally recovering, but the doctor says he mustn't overexert himself."
"No, I won't do it."
Pei Yicheng refused without a second thought, saying, "Yining, tell him I don't care for the Pei family's business!"
He had his own project, Liunian, and his architectural designs, which he was certain would shine brightly. He believed he could surpass the Pei family's business. He wanted to show Pei Guozhong that he could succeed in business and take care of his family.
"Brother, Dad can't handle it physically." Pei Yining pleaded, pulling Pei Yicheng's hand, and cajoled, "Dad already approved of you and Nianhua last year. I know you're still angry with him, but you can't just watch Dad overwork himself into poor health because of business matters, can you?"
