Chapter 1008: sudden conflict
Chapter 1008 Sudden Conflict
The steward told him what happened during the day.
Pei Ziheng went upstairs and saw that her bedroom door was ajar, so he gently opened it. There were all kinds of beautiful dresses, accessories and candies scattered everywhere on the bed and carpet, sparkling all over the floor. Amidst the dazzling array of things, he saw the little girl sitting on the ground with her back to him, humming softly and unfolding a gauze skirt.
Her back is very beautiful, so beautiful that people want to crush it into pieces in their arms, but what is she wearing? The soft pink clothes faintly outlined her beautiful figure, but it also made his eyes darken.
Xia Ling hummed a song and stood up from the carpet lightly. She gestured twice with her gauze skirt in front of the mirror, and then she saw the man behind her in the reflection of the mirror. "Brother Pei!" She smiled brightly and turned around to greet her. "You're back. Look, do these new skirts of mine look good?"
He took the gauze skirt in her hand and threw it aside.
"Brother Pei?" She looked at him puzzled, and then realized that something was wrong with his expression.
Pei Ziheng asked in a deep voice: "Who asked you to accept these gifts?"
She was frightened. She had never seen him speak so harshly before, and she was speechless: "I..." He didn't say that he could accept it, but he also didn't say that he wasn't allowed to accept it! Didn't he tell her that it was okay no matter what she did? Originally, she thought he would be happy if she accepted the gift and established a good relationship with her classmates.
Before he could clear his thoughts, he heard Pei Ziheng's order: "Take off your clothes."
“Huh?” She was stunned again and did not respond.
He was impatient, frowned and pulled the shirt on her body. The soft and thin blouse "teared" with a strong pull and split open, revealing her light white bottom shirt.
“Yeah!” She was shocked and frightened, and reflexively covered her chest with her hands.
The twelve-year-old girl's body is not yet fully developed. Under the faintly transparent light white color is her slightly swollen breasts, which seem to have no shape, which makes his throat tighten all of a sudden.
She covered her body and ran away from him.
The girl's messy footsteps disappeared deep into the corridor. Pei Ziheng stood there and did not chase her.
He lowered his head and looked at the hand that had just torn her clothes apart. The residual warmth on his fingers was still there. It was a very strange temperature that made people's breathing a little irregular. He didn't know what was wrong with him. He didn't think much about it just now. When he saw her wearing clothes given by others, he felt very angry. In anger, he naturally moved his hands and decided to put her in the unsightly clothes. Tear off the clothing.
But I forgot that she is a girl.
It wasn't until he heard the startled and frightened "Yeah" that he realized what he had done. This kind of behavior was so rough and shocking. How could he...how could he do this to her?
Pei Ziheng closed his eyes slightly, adjusted his breathing slowly, and expelled the images he saw that he shouldn't have seen from his mind. Immediately, he turned around and looked for her in the direction where the footsteps had disappeared.
After pushing through several rooms, I found her in a small tea room at the corner at the end of the corridor.
She huddled up in the corner, her arms crossed in front of her chest, and her white fingers tightly grasped her shoulders. Seeing him, she shrank back in fear.
Pei Ziheng stood in front of the door and did not walk in immediately.
The big one and the small one looked at each other a few steps apart. Xia Ling's expression was not very good, and there was still panic that could not be concealed in her eyes. The incident just now really frightened her. Although she was still young and did not understand what happened between men and women, she instinctively felt very scared. Very uncomfortable. But at the same time, she felt that it was inappropriate. Brother Pei was so kind to her, how could she be afraid of him? She mustered up the courage not to shrink back any further, but she didn't dare to take a step forward either.
Finally, Pei Ziheng broke the silence: "I'm sorry."
sorry? She was startled again, but after just a few seconds, her body relaxed due to the "I'm sorry". For some reason, his slightly hoarse voice had a strange soothing power.
Xia Ling carefully tried to smile at him.
Her smile was a little stiff, but in his opinion, it was the most beautiful look in the world.
Actually, what she didn't know was that Pei Ziheng had never apologized to anyone since he was a child. This was the first time in his life that he said the words "I'm sorry". He was more nervous than she was, for fear that she would refuse.
Fortunately, she didn't.
Pei Ziheng tried to take a step forward, but she suddenly became nervous again and shrank back.
He immediately stopped where he was and tried to keep his voice as gentle as possible: "I mean no harm."
She bit her lip, not knowing what to say.
Pei Ziheng paused for a moment, and then continued: "I didn't mean it, I just don't like to see you wearing clothes given by others." He rarely explained anything to people, and spoke very slowly, "I adopted you. Yes, I am responsible for food, clothing and housing. I was so angry when I saw that scene just now that I got carried away. "
He didn't know if she could understand the meaning of these words, so he looked at her nervously as he spoke.
She also looked at him. At first, she was a little confused, but then she seemed to understand slowly, and said carefully and tentatively: "So, Brother Pei, you just don't like me wearing clothes given by others?"
"tell him.
It turned out to be like this - the little girl's heart slowly settled down, and the nervousness of being offended disappeared, replaced by guilt and emotion. "I'm sorry," she also said to him, "I didn't know you didn't like it." If she knew, then she would not wear the clothes given by others no matter how nice they were.
Pei Ziheng's expression relaxed: "This is the first time, I don't blame you. Don't do this again."
"I can't do it anymore." She said, pulling a large cotton and linen towel from the tea table nearby and wrapping it around herself to cover her torn clothes. She walked up to him step by step, raised her head and looked at him, "Brother Pei, from now on I will only wear clothes given by you alone."
“That’s good.” With a faint smile in his eyes, he took her hand and left the tea room.
That day, he ordered people to collect all the things in her room and throw them into the trash can. The housekeeper said that before he could find a suitable image consultant for her, he called his own image consultant to provide her with temporary advice for a while.
His image consultant is very knowledgeable in men's clothing, but is much weaker in women's clothing. He was forced to become a young man by his master, but he didn't dare to disobey, so he had to study how to deal with this little princess with a sad face.
(End of this chapter)