The old butler had watched Pei Song'an grow up. When Pei Song'an accidentally locked himself in the basement at four years old, the old butler happened to be away helping Pei Lian with something. Otherwise, Pei Song'an would never have gone hungry for an entire day and night and passed out from fright.
"As far as I know, it was the Xie family's youngest son, Xie Jin, who told your father about you and Young Master Li."
Pei Song'an's expression made it clear that he already knew. "I told him to do it."
Ever since seeing Pei Song'an pass out, the old butler had been pale with worry. Yet he couldn't show it too obviously and let Pei Lian notice, so he could only force his trembling hands down.
He trusted Pei Song'an's decisions completely. After turning it over in his mind, he only asked:
"Is that boy Xie Jin reliable? Your relationship with Young Master Li will inevitably affect the succession later. I just heard your father say he wanted to call Shen Muwen. Young master, you know better than I do that the Pei family's heir can never be allowed to like men!"
"Yes." Pei Song'an chuckled. It had been so long since an elder had spoken to him like this, and it warmed his heart. "But I love Li Shu. I can't give him up."
The old butler sighed. "So you don't want the Pei name anymore? Then don't keep it. If you ask me, there's nothing so great about this Pei family anyway!"
"But have you discussed this with the Li Family's young master? If he finds out what you're doing, he's bound to be upset and angry."
After drinking the ginger tea, Pei Song'an had recovered considerably. "Not yet. I don't want him to worry.