Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 1097 Meeting Wang Jingwan

She was helped back by Chu Chen and sent to rest at home.

Zhou's mother panicked when she saw her face, and quickly waited for her to sit down and rest, and made hot soup again.

Xia Ling had no appetite, couldn't drink anything, stared at the bowl of soup in a daze, and then cried again.Zhou's mother was very distressed, hugged her and said: "Miss, my dear lady, this is a woman's life. Don't cry, don't be awkward with Mr., when Miss Wang enters the door, ask Mr. to protect you Just do it."

Xia Ling's body trembled slightly: "What am I? A mistress?"

It turned out that Pei Jingyu's words became a prophecy as early as more than ten years ago, and she was a shameful mistress.

It's ridiculous that she was still full of confidence at that time, thinking that she could do anything with Pei Ziheng's love, but in fact, it was the Pei family who knew the Pei family best, and they were all equally ruthless.

Mother Zhou coaxed her for a long time, but with little success.

She sat on the sofa in the living room in a daze all day, her tears dried up, and she didn't think about eating or drinking.

Pei Ziheng came home very late. In the middle of the night, the sky was full of stars.He stepped into the door and saw a lifeless girl like a broken doll in the living room, frowned, walked over and said, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

She turned her back to him and ignored him.

Mother Zhou walked over tremblingly, fearing that they might quarrel, and comforted her: "Sir, there is soup stewed in the kitchen, why don't you accompany Miss for a late-night snack, Miss hasn't eaten all day, it's unbearable to go on like this."

Pei Ziheng said, "Okay."

Taking off his coat and handing it to Mother Zhou, he walked towards Xia Ling by himself: "Still angry?"

He pulled her body, and she struggled hard, but she didn't break free.Xia Ling raised her head and looked at him, her eyes were swollen like walnuts, but her tears had dried up and she couldn't cry anymore, "I hate you."

"Crying like this," Pei Ziheng gently stroked the mottled tears on her cheek with his fingers, "The makeup is all over. I don't like to see you cry, just smile."

She shook his hand angrily.

Pei Ziheng pulled her into his arms, raised her chin, and forced her to look at him: "Xia Ling, whether you want it or not, I will marry Wang Jingwan. It seems that I have spoiled you so much these past few years, You don’t even listen to my words? Go wash your face obediently, take care of your body, and put away your bad temper. My wedding date with her is set in two months. By then, I want you to sing on stage, Bless us with your best singing voice."

She trembled violently, and looked at him in disbelief: "Sing on stage?"

"A wealthy daughter like Wang Jingwan can accept you, it's for your face, and for me. So we also have to give her face." Pei Ziheng said, "You are the best singer of the emperor, if you don't sing, who will sing?"

"I don't," she said weakly, her heart broken into pieces, "why are you so cruel?"

"I'm cruel?" Pei Ziheng's voice was cold. "Is it cruel to exchange a song for her to treat you kindly in the next few decades? She is a wealthy daughter, and since she was in elementary school, she has always been the head of the family and ruled out rivals in love. If she wants to move You have a lot of ways, I may not be able to protect you from these women's intrigues. Why don't you win a little kindness for yourself? Living in harmony with her will only benefit you and not harm you. "

He is a man, he has a lot of things to do every day, how can he care about the trivial matters in the house?

Even if Xiaoling can be protected from danger to her life, her status in the music scene and her money are safe, but the housewife has hundreds of ways to make people feel miserable about trivial matters in daily life.His little Ling is so innocent, what if he gets bullied?He wanted her to be happy, as carefree as ever.

However, Xia Ling said: "I won't, Pei Ziheng, you don't want me to sing on stage! You are not allowed to marry her, you don't want to marry her, do you hear me? Pei Ziheng, Pei Ziheng..."

Her voice gradually turned to pleading.

Mother Zhou brought over the soup: "Sir, please advise Miss to have some."

Pei Ziheng took the small soup Gu in her hand, and the golden chicken soup inside exuded a rich aroma.He lowered his brows and narrowed his eyes, put a small spoonful to Xia Ling's mouth, and said in a gentle voice, "Eat something, be good."

She pushed it away all at once, and the white porcelain soup Gu fell to pieces on the ground, and the chicken soup spilled out, making a mess everywhere.

Pei Ziheng's expression turned cold.

"Think about it." After finishing speaking, he turned and walked away.

Leaving her behind, looking at the scalded blisters on her hands, she was in pain.

Originally, Pei Ziheng wanted to take her out to relax the next day, but her behavior last night angered him, and coupled with his busy schedule, he went to the emperor as usual.

Xia Ling was alone at home, and she didn't answer Chu Chen's calls. After a while, she faintly heard Zhou's mother downstairs saying: "Mr. Chu, Miss is at home, and she is not in a good mood. I haven't had any problems from yesterday to today." Eat, if you have time, come and accompany her, persuade her?...Okay, okay, I'll wait for you."

She didn't want to see Chu Chen, so she locked the door.

I stayed at home like this for a whole day, but no water or rice came in.

When Pei Ziheng came back at night, he ordered her coldly, "Xia Ling, if you don't eat anymore, believe it or not, I'll pour it down for you?"

She wanted to cry again: "If you promise me not to get married, I will eat."

She originally thought that she could call the wind and rain and be omnipotent under his love, but it was only now that she realized that it was only him who could really call the wind and rain, only him, and if he didn't allow it, no matter what she wanted to achieve, it would be difficult for her to move forward .The only thing to do is to beg him.

"Pei Ziheng," she looked at him sadly, "don't get married, okay?"

"Xia Ling, how long are you going to make a fuss?" He ignored it, asked Zhou Ma to boil millet porridge and brought it up, pinched her chin forcefully, forced her to open her mouth, and poured the whole bowl of porridge into it.

She was choking and coughing, her thin back shook, and she was dying.

He looked at her coldly, dragged her to bed, and roughly demanded her body.

She is his.From body to mind, you must be obedient and obedient.

Xia Ling felt as if she had died once. When the morning sun pierced her eyes, she lay on the bed like a dead body and stared at it for a long time.The autumn colors outside the floor-to-ceiling windows are so beautiful, but she has already felt the chill of late winter.

She doesn't want her love to die.

Struggling to get up, she managed to find Wang Jingwan's phone number, and asked to meet the famous lady she had never met in a high-end cafe in the city.

Wang Jingwan arrived as scheduled.

It was an elegant and noble woman, wearing a well-tailored custom suit, carrying a Hermès Birkin bag, and a sparkling engagement diamond ring on her finger.She looked at Xia Ling calmly, and after a while, she smiled dignifiedly, and spoke first: "Ziheng told me about you, and asked me to marry into Pei's family and take good care of you."

The aura of the top ten tits.

(End of this chapter)