Pei Zhiting saw that her expression was not right and frowned, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, I just suddenly remembered that I brought Pei Hetong here before."
It was also snowing heavily the day she brought Pei Hetong here. He had a stomachache that day, but he insisted on accompanying her. She was very touched at the time, but later she realized that he was just trying to maintain his affectionate persona in front of her.
Pei Zhiting suddenly didn't want to eat this spicy hot pot. Not only the spicy hot pot, he didn't want to come to any restaurant that she and Pei He had been to together.
"Then change to another one?"
"No, it's just a spicy hot pot restaurant. I don't need to give up delicious food for him."
Pei Hetong was like a thorn stuck in her heart. Only by completely cutting him out with flesh and blood could she completely get rid of the shadow he left behind.
Mrs. Li’s Spicy Hot Pot.
A few years later, the store was renovated. The walls were covered with light-colored tiles, the lights were replaced with bright incandescent lamps, and several more tables were added.
It was dinner time and there were many people in the restaurant. Song Xijiao and Pei Zhiting found an empty table and sat down.
It was dinner time and there were many people in the restaurant.
"Jiaojiao?"
Song Xijiao, who was browsing her phone with her head down, suddenly heard a familiar voice. She looked up and saw someone standing not far away, and was stunned for a moment.
Pei Hetong?
The person next to him was Lin Wanqing, who was wearing a white woolen coat, black tights, and a pair of black over-the-knee boots. She had her hair permed and dyed.
Lin Wanqing subconsciously tightened her grip on Pei Hetong's hand to assert her sovereignty.
She looked down and saw the man sitting next to her, her eyes flashed.
The man was wearing a black woolen coat with a light grey sweater underneath. He had a handsome face and a noble temperament. Even when he was sitting, one could tell that he was tall and straight.
Song Xijiao’s new love?
She looks good.
"He Tong, Miss Lin has been with you for several years. You must not let her down."
His good sister-in-law is eager to have a grandchild.
In order to fool her, Pei Hetong had already brought Lin Wanqing home, but he never intended to marry her.
Lin Wanqing was extremely anxious. She had gone to great lengths to be with Pei He, not just to follow him without any status.
"Wanqing and I have a very good relationship, so I won't bother you, uncle."
In the past, she would get angry and jealous if he even spoke a few more words to others.
Have you really forgotten everything?
"Madam, please help us pack."
Pei Zhiting felt so upset that he didn't want to stay here for even a moment.
"Okay, right away."
Pei Hetong stood at the brightly lit doorway, gazing at the narrow alley. She was walking side by side with her uncle, who was holding her waist. She had a faint smile on her face, and she didn't know what she said, but she suddenly leaned over and kissed her uncle on the face.
She had smiled at him like this before.
Pei Hetong's clenched fists were bulging with veins.
"He Tong, you've been divorced for so long, you're not still thinking about her, are you?" Lin Wanqing's tone was sour, "Don't forget who abandoned you in the first place."
His eyes were heavy. "Will you bear a child for me?"
Lin Wanqing was stunned for a moment, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"
"My mother urged me today. If you get pregnant with my child, she will accept you."
"But, but our current career..."
"We are not young anymore, it's time to have a child."
Song Xijiao and Pei Zhiting walked for a while when she inexplicably felt a strong sense of unease. She turned around and saw Pei Hetong and Lin Wanqing standing at the door. They were talking about something, but Lin Wanqing suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed Pei Hetong.
It's really disgusting.
As a woman, she should remind Lin Wanqing that Pei He has no feelings for this man, so as to prevent her from becoming a pitiful person like herself.
Before Pei Hetong pursued her, she had a good relationship with Lin Wanqing.
"Jiaojiao?"
When Pei Zhiting saw her stop, he thought she had seen Pei Hetong and Lin Wanqing being intimate, and he felt uncomfortable. The anger he had just suppressed rose up again.
"I'm going to teach Pei Hetong a lesson."
Song Xijiao grabbed his arm and asked, "Why are you so impulsive?"
"Didn't you see Pei Hetong and that woman being intimate with each other in front of you? He was just trying to disgust you."
"I saw it, but I don't care. What does it have to do with me?"
"Really not caring?"
"I've already told you that I have nothing to do with him. Why are you so impulsive?"
Pei Zhiting also felt that he was too impulsive today. He was not like this usually. Maybe he cared too much about her and couldn't help but get angry when he saw Pei Hetong.
"I……"
Song Xijiao chuckled and clung to his arm, "Why are you so cute?"
"Don't describe me as cute."
"Why?"
"I'm a man."
"But you're cute."
Cute is a weird word.
He couldn't help feeling sweet in his heart again. Never mind, let her say whatever she wants.
After taking a shower, Song Xijiao sat in front of the dressing table and applied skin care products. Through the mirror, she saw Pei Zhiting sitting on the edge of the bed. Thinking of his childish behavior tonight, she couldn't help laughing again.
Pei Zhiting was unpacking the body lotion. When he heard her laughter, he threw the body lotion into the trash can as if it were garbage.
Song Xijiao laughed even louder.
Pei Zhiting finally realized what he had done. He coughed lightly, took the body lotion out of the trash can, opened it calmly, and dug out a large lump...
"You get shy so easily. How about this, I won't call you Zhizhi anymore. I'll call you Tingting."
Pei Zhiting always felt that the two words "Tingting" were strange, but he couldn't tell what was strange about them.
"You can call me whatever you want."
"Tingting, give me a massage again, my shoulders are sore."
“…”
There are no purely upright gentlemen in this world. If there are, it is because the temptation they face is not great enough.
"Let's not go out tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
Song Xijiao moved her ears but said nothing.
For the first time, she looked forward to Monday.
Pei Zhiting missed her so much that he sent her more than a dozen messages on WeChat in the morning, asking her if she would come back in the evening.
Song Xijiao: [Not going back.]
Pei Zhiting: [Then I'll come find you.]
Song Xijiao: [You dare.]
Pei Zhiting: [Jiaojiao, if you don't go back tonight, I'll take double the money back tomorrow.]
Song Xijiao: [Get lost.]
She pulled down the notification bar, pressed the mute button, and threw it into her bag.
He pinched the back of his neck with his right hand and turned his head, making a "clicking" sound. He held the mouse with his left hand, clicked into his email, and looked through the itinerary sent by Yang Peifeng.
"Assistant Yang, my schedule is pretty full today?"
"Yes, I have to go over the new product launch proposal with the Planning Department this morning, and I have an appointment with Mr. Gao from Rongsheng Group at noon..."
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