Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 530 each with their own minds

Xia Ling didn't want to meet him.

This fateful relationship should have ended long ago, and she wished she could stay as far away from him as possible.

However, it was the opposite for Pei Ziheng, he cherished every inch of time with her. "You look a little depressed, did you not sleep well last night?" He got up and walked towards her slowly, but made her retreat warily.

So he stopped in his tracks and looked down at her, as if he wanted to reflect her face into the depths of his eyes.Xia Ling felt uncomfortable being watched by him, and even her voice was a little tense: "I came to you to talk about the baby's burial. Pei Ziheng, the Feng Shui master in your family, did you choose a good cemetery for him? ?”

Pei Ziheng said slowly and softly: "It's just a baby who only lived for 100 days. It's already dead. Don't be too sad. Take care of yourself and don't drag your body down." He didn't want to talk to her directly. Because he knew very well that Xiaoling came here today to talk about the baby, and once it was resolved, he would leave without hesitation.He wanted to see her more.

Xia Ling was anxious: "Did you choose a cemetery for him?"

Only then did Pei Ziheng say: "Now Yong'an Village, ten miles away from City H, has beautiful mountains and rivers, and the cemetery is also beautifully built." City H is adjacent to City S, but there is also a considerable distance between them. not enough.

Xia Ling was very distressed: "Why did you give him such a far place now? No way." The little baby is alone, how lonely it is, even if she wants to see him, she can't come and go often.

Pei Ziheng said: "Now there will not be a broken Feng Shui of the Pei family."

"He wasn't your child in the first place, how could he defeat your family's Feng Shui?" Xia Ling was so angry that her chest heaved, "You never liked him, even if he died, you still bullied him and buried him so far away place."

Pei Ziheng's voice was deep and slow, but there was a trace of coldness: "Why should I like him? Xiaoling, I can't wait to tear his bones and skin apart, dismantle every cell in his body, and tear apart the genes of you and Li Lei. Completely separate." At this point, he smiled slightly, "Didn't you not love me anymore? Didn't you threaten not to give me a child? Now you have to suffer on your own, and you can no longer conceive. I am very happy that I don't have to see a second Little bastard."

Under his words, Xia Ling's body was trembling.

She said feebly, "I'm not here today to settle these old disputes with you. Can you bury the child a little closer?"

"No." Pei Ziheng said without the slightest leeway, "Regardless of this little bastard's bloodline, in name, he is my child of Pei Ziheng. He must abide by the rules of the Pei family." In fact, this matter has nothing to do with the Pei family. There are several cemeteries in the city with good geomantic omen, which do not conflict with Pei's ancestral tomb, and are also the burial place suggested by the tomb master.However, Pei Ziheng didn't accept all of them, and specially circled a place far away from the city, just to prevent Xia Ling from visiting often.

He couldn't stand her yearning for her flesh and blood with another man.

Xia Ling lowered her eyes and asked softly: "I want to get closer to him, can you help me?" She would only pray in such a humble way when important people were involved.

Pei Ziheng's heart ached, but he hardened his heart: "No."

"He's not your child." She finally couldn't bear to remove the scar.

The anger in Pei Ziheng's heart surged up: "Yes, he is not my child, do you want me to tell others?"

Xia Ling bit her lip and stopped talking.She understood that the reason why Pei Ziheng kept the child's life a secret was not for Li Lei's sake at all, but out of a man's self-esteem.Even if he told anyone about it, it would hurt her self-esteem, not much different from telling Li Lei.

Then he might as well tell Li Lei directly.

This was the result that Xia Ling didn't want to see.

She silently accepted the fact.

Only then did a trace of satisfaction appear in the depths of his eyes, and his voice softened again: "I chose the place with the best geomantic omen in the cemetery for him, hired a famous craftsman to carve the tombstone, and selected the burial objects and blessing soil." Best of all, his spirit in heaven can rest in peace."

"I want to prepare a few more things for him." Xia Ling said softly.

Pei Ziheng glanced at her quietly.

"Can't you?" She was a little worried, "Pei Ziheng, I'm his mother."

"It's not impossible," Pei Ziheng's eyes seemed to pierce her through, and his voice was gentle and unquestionable, "It's just that those with traces of Li Lei are not allowed."

Her eyes dimmed a little bit.

Originally, she had a small calculation in her heart, and asked Li Lei to put two things as a funeral, so that the child would always remember his biological father.But Pei Ziheng saw through it at a glance.

"Pei Ziheng, you are too cruel." Her voice was dry.

"Who is cruel?" He said slowly, "Xiao Ling, I knew you were coming today, and I have been preparing since yesterday, cleaning up and down the villa, trimming the garden, just for you to see here The most beautiful appearance. But even so, I can't keep you. After more than ten years of relationship, if you change your mind, you will change your mind."

She shook her head, not wanting to talk to him anymore.He is too stubborn, and others will not listen to what he believes in. "In fourteen days, it will be the day of the burial. We will see you then."

She got up and said goodbye.

Pei Ziheng silently sent them off.

She walked out of the living room on the first floor and stood under the porch. She saw Li Lei standing outside the garden gate not far away. The red wall covered with ivy was winding all the way behind him. The branches and leaves of the plants that had just been pruned were beautiful, and the sunlight was gentle and gentle. Hit down, reflecting his reassuring side face.

He kept his eyes on the side of the porch, and when he saw her coming out, he stood up slightly.

Xia Ling took a few steps forward before meeting him.

Unexpectedly, Pei Ziheng suddenly called softly: "Xiao Ling."

Xia Ling turned around without knowing it.

Pei Ziheng stretched out his hand, and gently brushed away the non-existent dust on her long hair, with a gentle voice: "The door here is always open for you."

Her expression was a little stiff, she took a few steps back and left.

Over there, Li Lei's originally relaxed expression had changed - under the porch, a man and a woman were as beautiful as a painting, like a couple made in heaven.Although he knew that Pei Ziheng did it on purpose, and warned himself not to get angry in his heart, there was still a hint of depression on his face.

He took a few steps forward, took Xia Ling's hand, and led her into his car.

The car drove back all the way. In the carriage, Xia Ling was immersed in the grief of the child's imminent burial far away, while Li Lei was immersed in the picture in front of the porch. The two had their own thoughts, and neither of them spoke.

(End of this chapter)