"Why are you here?" Song Xijiao asked.
Lin Wanqing brushed the hair by her ear and said, "I just returned to China half a month ago and now work at the headquarters of Xiting Group. I came here today to deliver a document."
As she spoke, she glanced at the lunch box in Song Xijiao's hand.
"You come to bring food to He Tong, how virtuous of you to do so."
It’s so ambiguous!
"It's just right. I haven't finished the draft yet. Can you help me take it in?" Song Xijiao handed the lunch box to Lin Wanqing and turned to go into the bathroom.
Looking at herself in the mirror with a smile on her face, Song Xijiao felt disgusted. How could she become like this?
All this is thanks to them!
Since she wants to be with him so much, she will make it happen for them!
Song Xijiao came out of the bathroom and just walked to the office door when she heard Lin Wanqing's sweet voice coming from inside.
"Hetong, Jiaojiao made this meal herself, you should eat more."
She smiled sarcastically, walked around to the other side, and through the gap in the blinds, she saw Lin Wanqing leaning on Pei Hetong. They were talking about something, but Pei Hetong actually started laughing.
If you want to play, then play big!
She wanted to see if they could withstand the temptation!
Song Xijiao took out her cell phone, took a few photos of the two of them, and then sent a WeChat message to Pei Hetong.
[Honey, I'm feeling unwell all of a sudden, so I'm going home first.]
After sending the message, she turned off her phone and left the company.
There is a pedestrian street to the right of the company, which is her only way.
Song Xijiao had just finished shopping at a maternity and baby store and was playing with the pregnancy test stick in her hand when she was suddenly bumped into by someone and the thing in her hand fell to the ground.
She frowned and looked up, about to curse, but when she saw the man's face clearly, she stopped abruptly.
Pei Zhiting's face was very cold. This girl hadn't replied to his messages for seven days. He couldn't help but come to find her. He wanted to question her when they met, but when he saw her pale face, he couldn't say anything harsh.
"Why haven't you replied to my messages recently?"
She can't say, I deliberately didn't reply to your message just to keep you hanging and keep you interested in me, right?
"I do not feel well.."
Song Xijiao had just vomited, her lips were a little pale, and she looked listless, as if she was sick.
She suddenly realized that she felt so strange. How did she become like this?
She used to despise people who became scheming and calculating.
Pei Zhiting didn't want to argue with her anymore, "What's wrong? Have you seen a doctor?"
"Maybe it's a stomach ailment, it's nothing serious."
"What's okay? You look so pale, I'm taking you to the hospital."
"No, it's just an old problem. I'll just go home and take some medicine."
Song Xijiao dodged his hand and bent down to pick up the pregnancy test stick on the ground.
"I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."
"What's the hurry? You're not even taking care of yourself?" Pei Zhiting asked, "What's that in your hand?"
Song Xijiao subconsciously put her hands behind her back and said, "Nothing."
The more she did this, the more suspicious Pei Zhiting became. He reached out to grab it, but Song Xijiao protected it tightly.
"Pei Zhiting, what are you doing?" Song Xijiao was anxious and called him by his full name.
Pei Zhiting paused. He didn't know what was wrong with him. Seeing her protecting the thing behind her like this, he felt inexplicably unhappy.
"Show me, and I'll let you go."
Song Xijiao finally slowly stretched out her hand.
Pei Zhiting looked down and saw two pregnancy test sticks lying in Song Xijiao's palm. His face instantly darkened.
"What's this?"
"As you can see."
"Whose?"
Pei Zhiting picked him up and got into the car. "Drive to the hospital."
The doctor asked, as usual, “When was your last period?”
"Two months ago."
"Have you had any symptoms of drowsiness, nausea, or vomiting recently?"
"have."
"Based on your current condition and symptoms, the preliminary diagnosis is that you are pregnant, but we still need a test to confirm it."
The hospital corridor was bustling with people coming and going. Song Xijiao sat on a cold chair, feeling indescribable.
"Didn't I tell you to call me if you have anything?" Pei Zhiting was the first to break the silence. "If I hadn't come to you today, were you planning to keep it a secret from me?"
"I didn't mean to hide it from you." Song Xijiao scratched her hands.
"You didn't want to hide it from me? Then why didn't you tell me?" Pei Zhiting said: "Also, why didn't you reply to my message?"
Song Xijiao glanced at him, then quickly lowered her head, "You didn't call me either."
Pei Zhiting choked. He really didn't call her because he didn't have her phone number.
"What is this?"
Pei Zhiting took out his cell phone, opened WeChat, and handed it to her.
"I sent you so many WeChat messages, but you didn't reply to any of them. If you're not hiding something from me, what is it?"
Song Xijiao looked at the green dialog box filling the entire screen of her phone and felt a little guilty for a moment. She had indeed deliberately not replied to his message.
"They looked at me like a criminal, escorted me to the hospital for embryo transfer every week, and forced me to drink tonic medicine."
"Every day I pretended to drink medicine, but actually poured it down the toilet. I didn't dare let them see anything, so I could only pretend that I didn't like playing with my phone."
Pei Zhiting choked.
"you……"
“Beep…”
Song Xijiao glanced at the caller ID and her expression changed slightly. She looked at Pei Zhiting, hesitated for a moment, and finally got up and walked to the side to answer the phone.
"husband?"
Hearing Song Xijiao calling her husband in a sweet voice, Pei Zhiting felt very annoyed.
Being tightly held by a steady and powerful hand, her body involuntarily fell into a solid embrace.
Pei Hetong on the other end of the phone didn't hear Song Xijiao's voice for a long time.
"Jiaojiao? Are you listening to what I'm saying?"
She groaned in pain, then came to her senses and quickly spoke to Comrade Pei He on the other end of the phone.
"I... I'm listening. What... what did you just say?"
Pei Zhiting reached out and snatched Song Xijiao's phone, hung up the call directly, and with a click, the phone was crushed by his foot.
"Don't call him that anymore."
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