Chapter 482: Hundred Days Banquet

Xia Ling lowered her head slightly. Actually, why didn’t she want to show off her child?

It's true that you are living under someone else's roof, so what should you do in such a high-profile manner? What if you make Pei Ziheng unhappy and bring disaster to your children? She is careful even when showing off her happiness in front of the camera.

“Why don’t you speak?” Pei Ziheng asked.

Xia Ling thought for a while and then said carefully: "He will not inherit the family business in the future, so there is no need to attract too much attention."

Pei Ziheng is so smart. She figured it out after just a moment's thought. It turned out that she was worried that the child would be too eye-catching and offend his taboo. He couldn't help but feel distressed. His Xiao Ling should be proud and carefree, so why should she live so cautiously? Since she had made up her mind to spend her life with him, he could not let her down.

So he said: "I will handle the matter of inheritance. It doesn't matter if the child is properly exposed in public." On the one hand, he is willing to pamper her and wants her to return to the wanton and lawless person she was in her previous life as soon as possible. Little Princess, on the other hand, it would not be appropriate for this child to be too low-key all the time.

In the future, when I have a younger brother, if I give him a lot of attention and exposure, God knows, as an older brother, will Pei Shaohui feel unbalanced? What's more, if Pei Shaohui finds out that he is not a biological child of the Pei family, will he think that his adopted son is not loved?

What to do when you are angry, and how to help your younger brother.

Pei Ziheng decided to give this child the treatment he deserved from a wealthy young master.

Let the love rival from far away also take a good look at what...showing affection is.

Xia Ling, on the other hand, said: "I don't have the energy to care about this." In her previous life, she was arrogant and willful because she was happy and wanted to be the focus of the world. But this life was different. All the beauty and aura seemed to her to be very illusory, and far less important than the safety of her children.

She would rather he remain silent and live in peace and health for the rest of his life.

Pei Ziheng did not agree: "You still have to show up when you should show up. Forget about other days, but this child will soon be celebrating his 100th birthday. Since we haven't held a full-moon banquet before, we will make up for it on the 100th day."

Xia Ling looked at him with some confusion: "Why do you suddenly care about the baby?"

Pei Ziheng said quietly: "Isn't it good?"

Xia Ling couldn't figure out what he was thinking, and she didn't dare to give a bad answer. She just lowered her head slightly and said, "Thank you for doing this for him."

He was not doing it for the child, just for her.

The 100-day banquet was held grandly, and many tribesmen, celebrities and media were invited.

At night, in the private garden, people are dressed in fragrant clothes, and the violin band plays melodious melody.

Xia Ling dressed up the baby beautifully and put it into a very exquisite fine wool swaddling clothes, light white crochet style, pure and flawless. She herself was wearing a long dress of the same color and pattern. Her figure had recovered well after giving birth for more than three months. Her shoulders were smooth and fair, and her waist was soft and graceful.

She has cloud-like hair on her temples and a charming smile. Standing next to Pei Ziheng, her brilliance is not obscured by his strong aura. Instead, they complement each other, like a pair made in heaven.

The reporters took many more photos.

The baby was a little curious when facing so many people for the first time, looking around, but rarely cried.

Xia Ling also breathed a sigh of relief. Although this child is usually very difficult to take care of, when it comes to big occasions, he knows how to live up to his expectations. He doesn't cry or make trouble. He even smiles with his dimples showing when he meets others. His innocent and charming look can be cute. How many people's hearts have been touched.

"The baby is so cute." A lady came up, bent down to look at the baby, then straightened up and said to Xia Ling with a smile, "Mrs. Pei, congratulations on your first child, a son for the Pei family. An heir."

Where is the heir? Xia Ling groaned secretly in her heart and secretly glanced at Pei Ziheng's face next to her. Seeing that his expression was motionless, she didn't know what he was thinking. She bravely answered the lady: "As long as the child is healthy, he may not be an heir."

The noble lady thought she was just being humble and laughed again: "You, don't be so careful. Who doesn't know that the eldest son of the Pei family always inherits the family business?" She thought that the reason why Xia Ling had no confidence was because she felt inferior because of her insufficient background. Gao Gui said to her, "A son is a son. You are a great hero of the Pei family, aren't you? Mr. Pei?"

The last words were spoken to Pei Ziheng, who was standing aside.

Tonight, Pei Ziheng was wearing a dark formal suit, and his expression was as gloomy as his clothes.

He did not comment on the lady's remarks and only said: "Mrs. Lu, you are welcome to come and enjoy the occasion. Please forgive me for any inconvenience in the hospitality."

Mrs. Lu didn't notice anything strange, smiled and exchanged greetings with them before walking away.

One after another, people came up to chat.

Three words are always mentioned, and the most frequently mentioned is congratulations to Pei Ziheng for having an heir.

Pei Ziheng's expression became more and more gloomy, but he was still well-controlled and did not get angry. On the other hand, Xia Ling, who was following him with her baby in her arms, was getting more and more uneasy - it was obvious that Pei Ziheng was disgusted with the word "heir", and he must be suppressing anger in his heart, but in this case, why did he still ask for trouble? This hundred-day banquet?

Xia Ling had something on her mind and followed him a little absent-mindedly. He stopped suddenly, and she couldn't hold back, and the tip of her nose hit his shoulder, which hurt. "Well." She was so painful that tears came out of her eyes. She wanted to reach out to cover her nose, but she couldn't free her hands because she was holding the child.

He also stopped, lowered his head, and reached out to rub the tip of her nose.

“Why are you so careless?” His voice was very gentle.

She blinked her eyes and held back her tears, feeling a little aggrieved.

He called the servant, took the child from her hands, and asked her to relax and take a breath. Then she complained softly: "Why did you stop suddenly."

Pei Ziheng turned his head and glanced ahead.

In front of him, there was a waiter standing - that's why he suddenly stopped. The waiter said to them respectfully: "Sir, Mr. Ouyang from Nanhua Interactive Media is here. I would like to ask you to come over."

The 100-day banquet was of high standard, and many important figures came, all for Pei Ziheng's sake.

The time of these big shots is precious, so it is normal for them to talk to Pei Ziheng at the banquet. Pei Ziheng lowered his head, rubbed the tip of Xia Ling's nose, and said warmly, "I'm going to take a look. You need to take care of the baby."

Xia Ling nodded.

She doesn't care about his social activities. On the contrary, when he is not around, she feels more relaxed. She no longer has to pretend to be a happy family of three, and she feels at ease.

Xia Ling is a little tired after holding the child for a long time just now.

She told the nanny to take the baby back to rest. She took a glass of lemon juice from the waiter's tray and found an inconspicuous corner to take a breath.

(End of this chapter)

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