She asked this, and I nodded naturally.

Regarding Peng Zhen's family and friends, I no longer have the attitude I used to have that I didn't want to know at all and didn't dare to get involved. This change is very subtle, but also very real.

Peng Xia said: "When my mother was still alive, my father had an entanglement with a movie star from outside. Movie stars at that time did not want to think about it now. Anyone who has a relationship with a man and a woman would be sentenced to prison, but she was bold and reckless."

to get out. My mother struggled to death. Huh, it's a pity that even so, she couldn't enter the Peng family. What kind of existence is my grandfather? There can be room for a movie star's daughter-in-law! So, she

She can only be hanged in shame. Of course she was unwilling to do so. Regardless of her reputation, she gave birth to a child out of wedlock and gave birth to this thing, trying to use the child to enter our Peng family! Bah! What the hell!"

I listened quietly, and the makeup and hair artist beside me had already started to apply makeup on me.

In Peng Xia's opinion, Peng Lei, this younger sister, is someone who cannot be put on the stage. There is a natural condescension in her tone of voice, the kind of arrogance that permeates her bones.

This kind of contempt is true for his half-sister, let alone outsiders.

This is not the first time I have experienced the aloofness of the Peng family. It seems that all the relatives who have some relationship with Peng Zhen are like this. But people's perspectives are different. Peng Xia is talking about a woman that her father cannot see outside.

And a sister who is not recognized by the family. But to me, it has another meaning. Peng Lei's mother is a movie star. In the eyes of a proud family like the Peng family, she may not be on the stage. She is even called an "actor"

All are possible.

But in comparison, the obvious identity in such a movie is much better than my identity as a divorced woman.

I have never underestimated myself, but I am not blindly confident either. I am very aware that there are many prejudices in this society, and the requirements for women are even more stringent. Even my mother, who grew up with me since I was a child, does not think favorably of me.

All they said was that I was worthless after the divorce. Do I still ask an outrageously arrogant family like Peng Zhen to accept me?

I couldn't listen to anything else Peng Xia said.

After I was completely packed and dressed, I was ready to leave. My father called and he came to pick me up.

Although I was still a little awkward, I couldn't reach out to stop hitting the smiling person, not to mention that I had promised to go to the dinner party with my father, and we should have set off together at this time.

My father's car is an Audi A8 with a city government license plate.

When he saw me coming out, a smile appeared on his calm face, he nodded and said, "Very beautiful."

The father in front of me and I now seem to have formed a tacit understanding, like strangers by convention, with no feelings, but maintaining a bottom line of politeness.

After getting in the car, the car was silent for a while.

Father spoke first, "Are you familiar with the Peng family?"

My back straightened a little. I really didn’t know how to say some words. Nowadays, strictly speaking, the people of the Peng family are our enemies. Yes, my dead brother is the thorn in people’s hearts.

.

People from the Peng family are not the only ones in this world who can express their anger.

My brother died to save Peng Ting. Not only did he not enjoy anything he deserved after his death, but he died silently and even with shame because of the Peng family's anger.

As a family member, no one can tolerate this kind of thing.

me either.

I said: "Except for Peng Zhen, I'm not familiar with anyone else!"

This is my real situation. Peng Xia and Peng Xia can't speak at all. None of the people above, whether they are my grandparents or my father, have an accepting attitude towards me.

Really unfamiliar.

My father said: "Peng Zhen is enough."

When I said this, I was suddenly confused about what he meant. I turned to look at him and found that he was looking out the window, his eyes narrowed, and I didn't know what he was planning.

A man who has been in the officialdom for many years, seems to be more dignified than Peng Zhen's father.

I felt a little uneasy.

When we arrived at the dinner venue, we didn't get out of the car immediately. Instead, we parked the car outside An's old house and watched one car after another go in. I knew this was a gesture, and the one who arrived last was

For the finale, I entered early, which made my status seem less valuable.

Just looking at the cars driving in one by one, I gradually came to a real understanding. The so-called family dinner may not be as simple as I thought.

With this kind of preparedness, I didn't look panicked when I walked into the An family's mansion with my father.

Of course, I would also like to thank Peng Xia from the bottom of my heart for finding me such a skirt that can hold up the scene. Otherwise, I would have been a little embarrassed if I had to wear a really simple skirt.

After all, I am not the wealthy lady that everyone is used to seeing. When I came to such an occasion with my father, the people around me looked at me more inquisitively than appreciatively.

"Aren't you afraid?" my father asked me.

I shook my head. I was not afraid, but I felt a little emotional. The last time I entered the An family mansion, I was kidnapped. Even the most basic freedom of a person could not be guaranteed. At that time, the old man of the An family gave me,

I didn't even give him a proper look. Things changed. It was only a few months later that I walked into this place again, but with a completely different identity.

I watched my father nod to many people who came up to say hello, with the arrogance of an official.

The person who came to welcome us was Peng Zhen. He was the host of today's dinner and the person mainly responsible for entertaining the guests. He walked up to my father and me, and with just the right amount of etiquette and enthusiasm, he extended his hand to invite my father and me in.

"My grandpa is still getting ready. He will come down in a moment." Peng Zhen smiled brightly. When he turned to face me, his smile turned evil, "Who asked you to wear this? Peng Xia? She is really

Enough of living!”

If there weren't so many people watching in the hall, I would have pinched his waist. I'm so used to it.

I haven’t forgotten his bad attitude last time because I wore a dress he didn’t choose to go to a dinner party. This man seemed like he couldn’t stand me because I was beautiful.

Looking down, I saw that the nude-colored skirt had a straight neckline and reached to my ankles. It was really impossible to reveal it.

But this kind of skirt that hugs the body shape, and the color that is so close to the skin tone, does look a little secretly tempting.

I rolled my eyes and glared at Peng Zhen, who laughed and said, "Don't run around. This is over. Let's go home."

He said it so smoothly that my heart skipped a beat. I subconsciously turned to look at my father. I have not forgotten the current conflict between the Ye family and the Peng family. Peng Zhen in particular is a figure on the edge of a knife. He is like this

It's really inappropriate to be so blatantly facing me.

What I didn't expect was that my father not only did not change his face, nor did he refute Peng Zhen's straightforward words, he even had a slight smile on his face.

It seems almost conniving.

My heart moved, and I seemed to understand something. Then I raised my head and urged Peng Zhen, "Don't you want to entertain other people? Don't follow us."

Peng Zhen pouted, "What's the point of being with those people? Have you eaten? Do you want me to bring you some snacks?"

When he said this, the smile on my father's face became even bigger.

I couldn't help but pinch Peng Zhen's wrist, "Don't delay for me, hurry up and do your work."

It is hard to imagine how the people around me would feel if Peng Zhen surrounded me and even ran to bring me snacks on such an important occasion. They would not appreciate it anyway.

Peng Zhen saw that I became serious, so he reluctantly went to work.

After Peng Zhen left, I raised my head and stared at my so-called father, and for the first time I had a concrete idea.

The first time he met Peng Zhen and I, he clearly objected. Later, I don’t know what Peng Zhen said to him, and he became quiet again. I didn’t want to pay more attention to this matter. It seemed that I was used to Peng Zhen going there.

Solving any problem is also a rejection of my father, and I feel that I should not care about his ideas at all.

But today, just now, I suddenly understood.

I have no memory of my father and have no feelings for me. Thinking about it on the other hand, I am afraid that it is difficult for him to have any deep feelings for me. This is actually understandable. A man’s feelings for his children are originally cultivated, unlike

Women are born, and every day during the ten months of pregnancy, they are connected by blood with the child.

But my father suddenly brought me to the dinner party, and it was clear that he wanted to recognize my identity. Not only that, but with his various performances tonight, my father even wanted to convey to everyone that I was the apple of his eye.

I thought it was because he felt guilty, but his attitude towards Peng Zhen was too strange.

"Don't set your sights on him!" I said.

I looked at my father, and it seemed that the more indifferent Peng Zhen was, the happier he was. This perception really frightened me.

Facing my statement, my father was very calm. He took my arm and half-bent it on his, and said softly: "Jiajia, your brother has been looking for you all these years. How can you take revenge on him?"

Can you forget?"

Of course not.

Some things are simple to say, but in my heart it is different. Although I have no memory of my brother, after hearing so many things about him, I felt sorry for him and even developed a kind of resistance to the Peng family.

But these do not include Peng Zhen.

In my mind, Peng Zhen and the Peng family are separate and cannot be compared at all.

But obviously, my father didn’t think so, “He is the core of the Peng and An families, and destroying him is the best revenge on these people!”

My father had a smile on his face, but the curve of his mouth made people feel cold just by looking at him.

The Peng family destroyed his son, causing Ye Gaochi not only to lose his life, but also to be unable to get everything he deserved for the rest of his life. Then he would destroy the Peng family's son, which would be equivalent revenge.

My whole body started to tremble slightly.

The importance of Peng Zhen to the Peng and An families is self-evident. Peng Zhen's uncle is unknown, and so far I know that he has two daughters. Even if there is a son, they are all illegitimate. For the Peng family

, Creatures like illegitimate children are naturally not worthy of publicity.

Peng Zhen's so-called only son, the only one who can inherit the family business, undoubtedly carries all the hopes of the two families.

Destroying Peng Zhen is indeed the best revenge for these two families.

Although such thoughts are vicious, they are normal. What frightened me and made me sad was, "Then who am I?" I asked the father in front of me.
To be continued...