No one knew what Pei Zhiting and Pei Zhonghuan said, but Pei Zhonghuan fainted after coming out of the study.
"Zhiting, tell mom, what happened to your dad?"
The doctor just came and said that Pei Zhonghuan fainted because of anger. He will be fine when he wakes up.
But she knew that Zhiting must have said something that caused him to faint.
Pei Zhiting walked over, picked her up, put her on the bed, and put shoes on her.
He squatted down again and tucked the hem of her shirt into her skirt.
"Jiaojiao, from now on, when I'm not around, you're not allowed to go out barefoot, wear clothes so short, or expose your legs or waist for other men to see."
Pei Zhiting tidied up her clothes, then put his hands on her sides and pinned her to the bed, not allowing her to move.
"Pei Zhiting, why have you become so domineering?"
"So... do you like it?"
"I like it. As long as it's you, I like it."
Song Xijiao also rested her head on his neck, rubbing him again and again. Her right hand was against his left arm, sliding down gently, her fingers drawing a line from his left chest down.
What's wrong with him?
Wasn’t everything fine just now?
Why did you suddenly change your expression?
Really weird?
In April, Pei Zhonghuan woke up.
"Zhiting, your father, what happened to him? Why did he become like this?"
Li Zhenyun held Pei Zhiting's hand and asked him crying.
Pei Zhiting looked at Pei Zhonghuan who was sitting on the sofa and watching TV silently, and curled his lips.
"It's okay, he's just old."
When you get older, you don’t have as much ambition and desire for power.
May 20th is the wedding day of Pei Zhiting and Song Xijiao.
It's her favorite Chinese wedding.
When he knew she was pregnant, Pei Zhiting began to make preparations, including three letters and six ceremonies, a sedan chair carried by eight people, and a formal wedding.
All these things show sincerity.
Song Xijiao was sitting in front of the mirror. The makeup artist was going to dye her hair and then style it up when Pei Zhiting came in.
He looked at her in the mirror and walked towards her step by step.
"Jiaojiao, today is our wedding day."
He never thought that he would get married one day.
It's amazing.
As fate would have it, her wedding dress was finally worn for him.
The wedding was grand and many people came.
It was a hundred times more extravagant than her wedding with Pei Hetong. All the roses were airlifted in, as were her favorite albizzia trees...
This wedding cost hundreds of millions.
When the suona sounds, all the birds flock to the phoenix.
The red carpet is rolled out and thousands of people are blessing you.
The whole city is celebrating with red makeup for ten miles.
All the guests received a pair of brooches worth one million yuan, and even the reporters at the door received red envelopes worth one hundred thousand yuan.
Song Xijiao, wearing a hand-embroidered phoenix crown and bridal robe, walked on the red carpet covered with flowers, heading towards Pei Zhiting who was waiting at the end.
Everyone said that Pei Zhiting was crazy for marrying a divorced woman in such a high-profile manner.
Pei Hetong wanted to go crazy and disrupt the wedding, but before he even entered the wedding venue, he was held down and taken away.
He struggled and roared, but no one paid any attention to him.
Just like him back then.
When Pei Zhiting and Song Xijiao offered tea to Pei Zhonghuan, Pei Zhonghuan simply took the tea, took a sip, and then gave them a big red envelope.
"Pei Zhiting, will Dad be upset? Do you want someone to watch him?"
Pei Zhiting walked over, put his arms around her, rested his chin on her shoulder, and looked at the red envelope with her.
"No, he just didn't think it through for the moment."
As long as Pei Zhonghuan can figure it out, he is still a good father to him.
If you can't figure it out, then just forget about having him as your father.
"Jiaojiao, today is our wedding night, don't mention anyone else."
"Okay, let's not talk about it, let's not talk about it..."
In the new house, on the big bed, longans, peanuts, lotus seeds, and dates were scattered all over.
When she married Pei Hetong, they gave out only one thousand yuan in red envelopes.
But today, the red envelopes they received increased a thousand times.
Pei Zhiting took out his cell phone and searched on Baidu for a long time before helping her take off her wedding dress.
Since he came back, he has replaced all the items in the bedroom.
Even the lights were changed to an ambiguous red.
But Song Xijiao didn't like this kind of lighting. It made it difficult for her to see Pei Zhiting clearly.
"Pei Zhiting, change the light."
"This kind of lighting, this kind of environment, this kind of room, I spent a lot of time to arrange it, don't you like it?"
"I like it, but I can't see you clearly, and I'll be scared."
"You have to learn to adapt to the fact that we will often be in such an environment..."
She couldn't see the expression on the man's face, but his movements and warmth made her clearly feel the man's happiness.
“…”
This night was so long, so long that she felt like she had died again and again, and lived again and again thousands of times.
When Song Xijiao woke up, the window was dyed orange by the sunset clouds, shining through the gauze window onto her face, which was a bit dazzling.
She soaked in the bathtub, the smell of Chinese medicine wafting into her nose.
"You're awake."
Pei Zhiting was wearing a white shirt and holding a dry towel. He knelt beside the bathtub and gently wiped Song Xijiao.
"What kind of medicine is this?"
"Medicine to reduce swelling and dissolve blood stasis."
"you……"
…
After applying the medicine, Song Xijiao covered her head with the quilt and fell on the bed pretending to be dead.
Pei Zhiting smiled and covered her with a blanket, then went downstairs to bring her food.
After hearing the door close, Song Xijiao quickly got up from the bed, rushed into the bathroom, and stood in front of the mirror...
She has to go to work tomorrow.
How will she face people tomorrow if she is like this?
When she married Pei Hetong, he did not accompany her to her parents' home on the grounds that he was busy with work. Although she felt a little regretful at the time, she did not take it to heart.
But when she married Pei Zhiting and returned home three days later, Pei Zhiting got up early in the morning to find clothes for her and cook for her.
At the dinner table, Pei Zhiting picked up a piece of food for Song Xijiao with chopsticks.
"Jiaojiao, you've been distracted three times today."
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