When he found out, they were already together. Then his father sent him abroad, and later they got married.
Song Xijiao heard the laughter and turned to look at him, "What are you laughing at?"
Pei Zhiting walked over and took out a purple gem the size of a baby's fist from his pocket.
"Laughing at this."
Song Xijiao exclaimed, "So beautiful."
He took it with both hands and examined it carefully, "Is it for me?"
"Well, it's for you. I bought it from an old farmer in a village I passed by on the day I came back from the mine. He said it was a family heirloom passed down from his grandfather's grandfather. He needed the money urgently, so he bought it. I thought it was beautiful, so I bought it."
In fact, he had someone buy it from abroad because it was not available on the market.
“Isn’t this expensive?”
There are few purple gems in the gem market. Such a large piece, and a high-quality purple gem, Song Xijiao thinks it should be worth tens of millions.
"It's okay, it's not much money, you can just use it for fun."
In fact, the price is expensive, but for Pei Zhiting, it is indeed not much money.
Song Xijiao asked the servants to take the gems and jade to her room. She admired them for a long time before going downstairs.
Pei Zhiting personally mixed, kneaded and rolled the dough, and made her a bowl of steaming hot noodle soup with minced meat, coriander, chopped green onions, and three soft-fried eggs on top.
His slender hands can touch the heartstrings or cook in the kitchen.
She sat at the dining table, eating and praising.
"Pei Zhiting, you are really amazing. You can make noodles so delicious."
"Then who is more powerful, me or Mian?"
"Of course you're awesome!"
"With your cooking skills, you can open a noodle shop."
"I'll think about it. My finale dish will be noodles, and only you can order it."
"If you want to eat my noodles, I have to make you happy first."
Song Xijiao imagined the scene: Pei Zhiting rolling noodles and customers coaxing her. The scene was terrifying to her just thinking about it.
"Don't, I don't want to be cyberbullied."
"Cyberbullying? How could that be? I can't even praise you enough."
"Let's not do that. I'm afraid of going viral."
"Don't worry, I won't let you become a hot topic."
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