Pei Sheng could already taste the saltiness.
When he was seven.
Pei Sheng had already started causing trouble.
As a kid, he had made the little girl next door cry while flirting with her so much that she ran back to her mom.
But the reason she cried wasn't just because she got flirted with—it was because while playing house with him as childhood sweethearts, she realized Pei Sheng wasn't only flirting with her.
He was flirting with every single little girl in the courtyard!
Sir Pei: "This is a sin!"
From then on—
Pei Sheng's personality could never be corrected again.
...
"In short, just stay home until Mid-Autumn Festival. Don't think about going to work, and definitely don't think about chasing girls outside."
Feeling completely at a loss after these words to his younger brother, Pei Hong stood up, ready to go upstairs.
"Did something happen?"
Pei Sheng suddenly spoke up.
Pei Hong, who was about to head upstairs, paused his steps.
