Chapter 375: those women
Chapter 375 Those Women
Zhou's mother was startled for a moment, then she realized what she was doing and smiled: "You mean those women? How could Sir bring such a mess of people home? Don't worry, apart from Miss Xia Ling, you are really the only one here."
This is why Zhou’s mother cares about her so much. Last night, the husband told her that she should treat Miss Ye just like he treated Miss Xia Ling before, treating her as the mistress here.
This simple explanation made the old maid almost cry with joy. Since the death of Miss Xia Ling, Mr. Xia Ling has become much depressed. He is like a zombie every day, living only with endless regret and regret for Miss Xia Ling. In remembrance. Zhou's mother has always been worried, fearing that if things go on like this, something will happen to him. Now that he has brought a girl home again and let her take the place of Miss Xia Ling, Zhou's mother is also a big stone in her heart. . She decided to facilitate them no matter what.
Xia Ling nodded. From this point of view, there was really no need to change all the furnishings at home. Otherwise, she would go crazy when she thought about how many women had slept in this room and used the things here.
She doesn’t have many mysophobia, but this is definitely one of them.
Zhou's mother urged her: "Miss Ye, go downstairs and eat quickly. The millet porridge and thin kelp shreds that my husband specially asked me to make for you will not taste good when they are cold."
Xia Ling also felt hungry. She washed herself briefly, changed her clothes, and went downstairs with Zhou's mother to have dinner.
In the restaurant, the sun shines in. On the dining table covered with a white tablecloth, fine porcelain tableware is used to serve extremely hot millet porridge, as well as thin kelp shreds, finely chopped nuts and vegetable salads. It was the taste she liked in her previous life. Even the seats and layout are exactly the same as before.
She sat down and suddenly returned to the past.
Zhou's mother was waiting for her to eat, and kept talking about what a good person Pei Ziheng was, how patient and considerate he was to her, as if she would not stop until she praised him as an unparalleled love saint in the world.
Xia Ling rubbed her forehead and felt a little regretful.
I still remember that when she was just adopted by Pei Ziheng, he still followed the rule of eating and sleeping in his house. The rules during meals were very strict, everyone was quiet, and you could hear the drop of a pin. But Xia Ling has an extremely lively temperament, and she grew up in a noisy place like an orphanage. How can she endure it? They always chatted with him while eating. Over time, this rule became obsolete, and even Zhou's mother would joke with them.
But now, for the first time, Xia Ling felt that it was definitely a good rule to eat and sleep without talking, really.
Zhou Ma kept mumbling sentence after sentence: "Sir, he is a kind, patient and considerate person. What woman would not be happy with him? It's a pity that Miss Xia Ling got sick at a young age. Mr. Buy He took her to the next island to recuperate for a year, and her condition finally improved, but she passed away unexpectedly. Fortunately, he brought you back now. He is such a dedicated person, and whoever he brings back is the one he wants to be with. You must cherish him throughout your life. He has had a hard time in the past two years..."
Is it not easy to have her?
Xia Ling felt a heavy breath in her heart.
It was obviously Pei Ziheng who had failed her in his previous life, and had broken up her and Li Lei in this life. How come he became the one who was let down and pitied when it came to Zhou Ma's words?
Forget it, the servant doesn’t know the truth. On the day she had a falling out with Pei Ziheng, Zhou's mother was not there and had no idea how she was imprisoned, let alone how she was bullied and humiliated later on an isolated private island. Xia Ling decided not to argue with Zhou's mother, swallowed her rebuttal, finished her meal as quickly as possible, and said to Zhou's mother: "I didn't sleep well last night. I went back to the room to take a nap. I didn't eat lunch. If it’s okay, don’t bother me.”
Zhou's mother saw that it was almost nine o'clock, and if she went to bed now, she would really not have time to have lunch, so she said: "Okay, Miss Ye, call me when you wake up in the afternoon, and I will prepare afternoon tea and snacks for you."
Xia Ling thanked her and ran upstairs as if running away.
Going back to the bedroom, I didn’t want to get into the big bed, so I curled up on the carpet by the window and fell asleep. In the dream, it was all about Li Lei, the way he smiled brightly, the way he acted like a rogue while holding her, the way he made people love and hate him when he bullied her... It would be great if I could turn back time. When I woke up from the dream, the sun was setting.
Looking at the slowly sinking sun outside the window, Xia Ling missed him so much that she couldn't stop thinking about him.
Pei Ziheng came back, had dinner with her, and slept in the study again that night.
Xia Ling finally felt relieved. From the third night, although the door was still locked, she no longer sat there all night until dawn. Instead, she curled up on the carpet and hugged herself to sleep.
She couldn't let herself go to that bed. That luxurious and soft big bed carried too much happiness and joy in her and Pei Ziheng's previous life. They rubbed their ears and temples together so many times, and they closed their eyes and couldn't help but reminisce. However, in this life, her body and mind belong to Li Lei, and she does not want to be associated with the past.
Although the carpet was soft, it was not as comfortable as the bed, but she was willing to do so.
Every day after waking up, she tidied herself up and made the bed messy, creating the illusion that she was sleeping in the bed. When Zhou's mother came in to clean up the house, she never noticed anything strange.
A few days passed like this.
The longing for Li Lei became more and more intense, and every breath was painful.
I don’t know how he is doing now? Subconsciously, she touched the amulet in her neck, but found nothing - then she remembered that she had returned the amulet to him. Around her neck, there was only the lavender pearl necklace given by Pei Ziheng. Pei Ziheng liked to see her wearing it, so she could only wear it every day.
Even if I want to find a token of my longing, I can't find it.
Token…?
By the way, there is one more thing.
Xia Ling paced back and forth in the bedroom several times before she mustered up the courage to knock on the study door.
“Come in.” Pei Ziheng’s steady voice. Under the soft light of the study, he was sitting in a high-backed chair, well-dressed, with a mountain of official documents on his desk, and his expression was faintly tired. When he saw Xia Ling, his voice was gentle and low-pitched, "Why are you so outspoken? You used to come in directly and never knock on the door."
In her last life, she was arrogant and willful. Not to mention knocking on the door, she could also hold his neck and sit on his lap after entering the door. But now, I am a lot stranger.
Xia Ling bit her lower lip lightly and avoided the topic. She just said, "I have something to ask you."
"What's the matter?" As soon as she entered the door, he put down the official document in his hand, paused the video conference that was open, closed the laptop, and listened to her patiently and gently.
(End of this chapter)