Chapter 374: former home
Chapter 374 Former Home
Xia Ling stood in front of the entrance, her heart racing.
When was the last time you stood here? That year, she heard that he was engaged to Wang Jingwan and had a big fight with him to no avail. Frustrated, she packed her bags and planned to leave. When she went out, she was bumped into by him, and he slapped her and knocked her to the ground.
It's at that location.
Xia Ling looked at the teak floor she carefully selected. It had beautiful and delicate textures, but was very hard. The fall hurt her very much. What hurt even more was the slap he slapped on her face, which was like burning despair.
Now, that feeling of despair is back.
It was even worse than that time. She had gone through so many hardships to finally obtain her own happiness. The tender love and affection she had with Li Lei had not lasted only a few days. It was so short-lived and was easily shattered by a sudden disaster. . It turned out that she really had an unlucky fate and was punished as a widower.
She thought of her brother's prophecy, and her heart felt like a knife.
Pei Ziheng led her into the house, took off her coat, and gave it to the maid. The maid was very old, her hair was graying, and she had a kind and peaceful expression in the corners of her eyes and eyebrows. She was not as timid and submissive to Pei Ziheng as the people outside. She took the coat from Pei Ziheng and said familiarly and naturally: "Sir, welcome home. The tea is ready. Do you want me to bring it to you?"
Pei Ziheng nodded slightly and said, "Prepare a glass of lemonade with honey for Xiao Ling."
He always remembered what flavor she liked to drink.
It was the old maid who raised her head and looked at her after hearing this, with a little surprise in her eyes.
Xia Ling smiled and said, "I am Ye Xingling." She recognized this maid, Zhou Ma. It was said that she was Pei Ziheng's nanny when he was a child. She had served him for most of his life, and she was thorough and considerate. When Xia Ling lived here before, she liked her very much. She was like a kind and tolerant mother, kind and peaceful.
When Zhou Ma heard what she said, she put away her surprised look and smiled: "Miss Ye, please wait a moment, I'll go and get ready." Seeing Pei Ziheng bring someone back, she originally made two cups. The tea was all Biluochun, the taste Pei Ziheng was used to drinking. But she didn't expect that Pei Ziheng would ask her to change it to honey lemonade. She still remembered that many years ago, when Miss Xia Ling was still alive, her favorite drink was this kind of water. Later, when Miss Xia Ling passed away, her husband was very sad and ordered the family to always keep honey and lemon, but he never used it to soak it once. Drink water.
Now, the girl that your husband brought back has the word "Ling" in her name, and she wants to drink Miss Xia Ling's favorite drink. What's going on?
Zhou’s mother was full of doubts, but she carefully prepared the water and served it together with Pei Ziheng’s tea.
Pei Ziheng first handed the honey lemonade to Xia Ling: "Try it, how do you like it?"
Xia Ling lowered her head and took a sip. It was the same taste she was used to drinking in her previous life, but now it seemed to be slightly bitter. It was also honey lemon tea, but Zhou Ma’s brew was completely different from Li Lei’s. She always felt that the tea brewed by Li Lei himself would be sweeter. The lemons were cut into crescent-shaped half slices, which was refreshing just looking at it.
The look of reminiscence in her eyes made Pei Ziheng think that she was remembering the past in her previous life.
He told Zhou's mother to step back and said to Xia Ling in a gentle voice: "I have not touched the layout of this room, from the furniture, lighting to small furnishings. Everything is just the way you like it. If you want to add more, Whatever you want to change, you can decide for yourself.”
She shook her head, how could she have the heart to do this now?
Pei Ziheng took her to the bedroom on the second floor and opened the door. There was a densely woven fur carpet and a soft big bed. On the low cabinet next to the bed, there are cufflinks and tie clips that he wears every day.
Obviously, he usually sleeps here.
"You go to rest first," he said to Xia Ling, "I have a meeting with New York tonight. The toiletries and bathrobes are in their usual places. If you want something for midnight snack, just tell Zhou's mother directly."
"I'll just sleep in the guest room." Xia Ling said quickly. Pei Ziheng's eyes darkened slightly.
Xia Ling's heart tightened: "I'm used to sleeping alone now."
She didn’t sleep with Li Lei? Hearing what she said, his face looked a little better, and then he said without any doubt: "Then you must get used to sleeping with two people as soon as possible."
Xia Ling suddenly looked up at him.
What does he mean? Did you feel exhausted on your first day home? Although she knew she couldn't escape, she didn't expect the danger to come so quickly. "My body is not fully recovered yet," she forced herself to calm down. "My sleep is light and I am easily awakened. Pei Ziheng, please let me go to the guest room to sleep. I need to rest."
He looked down at her, his eyes dark and unpredictable.
After a moment, she said: "Xia Ling, you sleep here. If you are honest, I will stay in the study tonight. If you insist on going against me, believe it or not, I will kill you tonight?"
Her body trembled and she stopped talking.
The man in front of her looked at her deeply, turned around, and strode out of the bedroom.
She stood there, waiting for him to go away before she recovered. Her heart was beating hard, and she rushed to the bedroom door, closed it, and locked it tightly. Then he took a deep breath.
One night, I didn't dare to sleep at all, so I sat there until dawn.
At about seven or eight o'clock in the morning, there was a knock on the door: "Miss Ye?"
Xia Ling recognized it as Zhou Ma’s voice.
She opened the door and saw Zhou Ma standing in front of the door, asking her with a kind smile: "Good morning, Miss Ye, breakfast is ready. You can wash up and go downstairs to eat."
“Where is Pei Ziheng?” she asked. His voice was a little hoarse because he hadn't slept all night.
"Mr. went out before dawn. The company has been busy recently, so he left early and came back late." Zhou's mother said, "Before leaving, he specifically told me not to disturb you and let you sleep a little longer." Zhou's mother said, After taking a look at Xia Ling's complexion, the girl in front of me looked haggard. Didn't she look like she had rested?
She was a little worried: "Did you have insomnia last night? Just tell me if you are not used to it. If your husband comes back and sees you like this, he will be heartbroken to death?"
How could he feel distressed?
Xia Ling thought mockingly to herself that the things he had done to her were much crueler than this, and he didn't necessarily feel bad about her. It was just a small insomnia. Even if he knew, he would probably only be angry at her for disobeying him. Will, instead of worrying about whether her body is okay?
Zhou's mother looked at her expression and guessed that she didn't take it seriously, so she quickly said: "My husband never brings anyone to his home. You must be very important to him if you can live here. Miss Ye, there is no need to belittle yourself, my husband really cares about you."
Xia Ling was startled: "Hasn't he... raised many people?"
In the past two years, he has collected countless women. Just the ones she has heard of and bumped into can be counted on five fingers.
(End of this chapter)