Chapter 371: butterfly and flower
Chapter 371 Butterflies and Flowers
He handed the documents to Pei Ziheng respectfully: "Boss, it's all done."
Pei Ziheng took it, opened it a few times, and handed it to Xia Ling: "Xiao Ling, sign it."
Xia Ling opened her eyes and saw clearly what was in her hand—it was a contract, an artist management contract from Emperor Entertainment. She opened her eyes in disbelief and raised her head: "Pei Ziheng, I am an artist from Dongyue Culture, how can I sign a contract with the Emperor?!"
“You are no longer.” Pei Ziheng said.
"what have you done?"
"It's very simple," Pei Ziheng's voice was calm, "I paid them three times the liquidated damages, and they have completed the termination procedures for you as quickly as possible. Now, you are a free man."
Ha, free man? How ironic.
Xia Ling laughed angrily: "Pei Ziheng, you are despicable!"
"Calm me despicable," the man beside the bed was not angry, but looked at her patiently, "Xiao Ling, only the emperor is your destination and the only place you can go. Don't you want to be a queen? Don’t you want to be famous all over the world? Only I can realize your dream and make you a more popular singer than...Xia Ling.”
Because Chu Chen was right next to her, Pei Ziheng did not reveal her true identity.
Even so, Chu Chen’s eyes still narrowed slightly and he glanced at them calmly. It's really incredible. It turns out that "Ye Xingling" has such a high status in the boss's heart? The boss would never allow anyone to surpass Xia Ling, not even a little bit. And now, he actually told Ye Xingling to make her a more popular singer than Xia Ling? Oh my God... Could it be that the boss really fell in love with Ye Xingling?
How can it be? !
Here, his heart was in turmoil.
Over there, Xia Ling looked at Pei Ziheng angrily: "The queen you praised? I don't care! Pei Ziheng, I tell you, I will never go to the emperor, I will not sign this contract! You should give up this heart as soon as possible !”
"Don't sign?" Pei Ziheng's eyes darkened, but he said softly, "It doesn't matter if you don't sign. It doesn't matter whether you sing or not, as long as you stay with me." He owns a huge business empire and is prominent. His identity and status are just to support a woman, and she can afford it no matter how much she squanders.
Xia Ling is also aware of this problem.
“I want to go back to Dongyue.” She said.
“Do you think Dongyue still dares to accept you?”
“You!” She glared at him, her chest filled with anger and pain. Looking at the entire entertainment industry, only Tianyi can compete with Emperor. As for other companies? They all bowed down under the pressure of the emperor. The emperor said east, but they did not dare to go west. Pei Ziheng was right, Dongyue would never accept her again.
However, she cannot return to Tianyi.
She had sworn an oath not to leave Pei Ziheng. Since she was Pei Ziheng's for the rest of her life, why should she return to Tianyi Tu to cause sorrow? It's not good for her or Li Lei.
She clenched her fists in pain.
Pei Ziheng's hand touched her face again.
She turned away in disgust.
The hand moved away, "You have a good rest, I will come see you tomorrow."
She was recovering from her injuries in the ward. She was getting better day by day. The plaster was removed and she could walk slowly while holding on to the wall. The top medical team performed rehabilitation for her. One of the female doctors said with a smile: "Mr. Pei really cares about you. He personally checks on your rehabilitation progress every day. He also specially told us that you are a star. To restore the function of bones and muscles, and to restore the body shape, every inch of skin must be as flawless as before.”
Xia Ling sneered, a star? Is he still dreaming about getting her to sign with the Emperor? Delusion. She does rehabilitation seriously, not just to stand on the stage again. Although she longs for the stage, if this stage is given by the emperor, she would rather not step on it for the rest of her life.
She did rehabilitation because of Li Lei.
If she becomes weak and ugly, he will definitely be very sad.
I wonder how he is doing now...
She is now isolated from the world. Pei Ziheng has blocked all outside visits and confiscated her mobile phone. The only sources of information she had were the newspapers delivered to the ward every day and a television.
She frantically followed entertainment news and financial news, even international editions, trying to find any clues in them to understand how Li Lei was doing now. Unfortunately, everything is in vain. All the news seems so normal. The occasional reports about Tianyi are just where Bai Murong is touring again and what new works Wei Shaoyin has recently produced.
Li Lei seemed to disappear out of thin air.
She knew that he had never liked to appear in public. In the past, she thought he had a good temperament, but now she felt painful and anxious - except from the news, where else could she get news about him?
Was he really taken back by Mr. Li? Could it be that Chu Chen lied to her?
Every time she thought about this, she felt anxious.
The world continues to function as usual, but her world has collapsed.
On this day, Pei Ziheng pushed her for a walk. Although her health has gradually improved and she can walk slowly on her own, she has been injured for a hundred days and is still unable to carry out a lot of exercise.
He pushed the wheelchair up to the sky garden on the top floor.
This is a VIP area, not open to the general public. It is very quiet. The paths paved with colorful stones are quiet and beautiful. The sunlight shines down from the large evergreen broad-leaf plants, making it as clear and colorful as gold.
On a spring afternoon, a butterfly flew by.
She looked up at the butterflies, but her expression was gloomy.
“Unhappy?” he asked her warmly.
“Let me go.”
In recent days, it has been like this every time. The two of them could not say a few words at all, and the chat could not continue. Pei Ziheng pushed her forward with a gentle and mellow voice: "Look at how beautiful these butterflies are. I heard that each butterfly is the soul of a flower after it withers. They fly back to the flowers to find their past lives. "
“Where did you get it from? Nonsense.”
"A fairy tale book. Do you remember when you were a child? You loved listening to fairy tales before going to bed, and you always pestered me to tell them to you. I couldn't tell them, so I bought a lot of fairy tale books and read them every night." Pei Ziheng said slowly. Speak slowly. Since her death, he masochistically bought many more fairy tale books. For countless sleepless nights, he sat on the edge of the empty bed, facing the lonely air, and read each chapter until his voice became hoarse.
"I stopped reading fairy tales a long time ago." She said coldly, "Butterflies are transformed from insects. No matter how beautiful their wings are, the body is just an ugly little insect. Some people only love how it looks when it's beautiful, and they make it up. Such a lie is deceiving oneself and others, why look for the past life? What is there to cherish?”
Pei Ziheng stopped.
The stop was a bit hasty, Xia Ling held on to the handle of the wheelchair to steady herself.
(End of this chapter)