After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

Three months later, the shocking incident of manipulating competitive sports betting in Yanjing finally came to an end.

The implications of this matter are wide and the level of people involved in the world is unprecedentedly high.

After the end, the entire Yanjing suffered a major reshuffle.

Several old families headed by the Jia family were almost completely destroyed, especially the Jia family pass. They died and escaped. Even Jia Zheng was not spared and was sentenced to life imprisonment.

All the assets of the Jia family were taken back to the state.

Before the trial, Pei Zhengyang rushed back specially.

In the past three months, Pei Zhengyang traveled to most of Australia and visited several Asian countries, but there was still no news about Xia Qing.

The two people seemed to have really died in the explosion, and no matter what method he tried, there was no news.

When the reward orders were issued in Europe, a lot of information was received, but most of them were to defraud money and did not help in finding the person. Instead, a lot of manpower and material resources were wasted trying to verify these information.

The same is true in North America.

Looking for Xia Qing completely led to a dead end.

Pei Zhengyang was exhausted.

In order to avoid being noticed, it was already late at night when he returned to Yanjing.

As the New Year approaches, Yanjing City is decorated with lights and colorful decorations everywhere, giving it a full New Year feel. But the more this happens, the more Pei Zhengyang feels that the night is quiet and lonely.

Three months ago, he left Yanjing for a foreign country thousands of miles away with full confidence, convinced that he could get Qingqing back soon.

But in the past three months, he has been disappointed again and again, and then fell into endless depression and self-doubt. Was he wrong?

What went wrong again?

Pei Zhengyang continued to reflect, and then made more detailed plans, and then carried out a blanket search.

However, the result is still unsatisfactory.

"Second Young Master, we're here." Just when Pei Zhengyang was confused, Song Xiao reminded him softly.

Pei Zhengyang finally came to his senses and said hum.

After getting out of the car, Song Xiao quickly put his coat on for him.

It was already very cold in Yanjing in January. Pei Zhengyang put on his coat and waved to the person behind him, "You should go and rest too."

Song Xiao was a little worried, "Second Young Master, I will send you..."

"No need." Pei Zhengyang interrupted Song Xiao and walked towards the main house minding his own business.

I haven't come back for three months, maybe because of the winter, or maybe because of the suppressed emotions of the owner of this manor, which gave the originally vibrant Moon Lake Manor a strong aura of decay.

Pei Zhengyang passed by some of Xia Qing's favorite old grape vines. They were all dry and bald. After three months of wind and rain, the grapes they had left behind had turned into a crumpled purple color. He picked one and put it in his mouth. The sweetness is followed by an annoying bitterness.

"Ha." Pei Zhengyang chuckled at himself, but in his mind, Xia Qing stood under a branch full of ripe grapes and teased Xiong Xiong, but the little guy stuffed a mouthful of grapes full of saliva, looking disgusted but wanting to take care of Xiong Xiong. He looked distressed and had no choice but to swallow it.

When people are around, many things seem ordinary and insignificant, but it is not until after they are lost that they realize that those trivial things can be infinitely magnified, and find the slightest sweetness in them, and savor them over and over again.

Then there is endless emptiness.

The manor was already large, and as he walked, those tiny memories flashed in front of him like holographic images.

In the past three months, he has been away from home non-stop, running from one place to another, and then continuing to look for possible places from another place. Because he is afraid of missing out, he is unwilling to let go of any possibility, so he has no time. There was no time to think about her during the break.

He operated like a robot, so much so that the moment he stopped he thought he was going to forget to think about her.

But walking in the quiet courtyard full of traces of purity in the dead of night, thoughts rushed towards him like a tide, catching him off guard.

Pei Zhengyang even remembered the first time they met, not in the hospital, but in Grandpa Xia's courtyard.

The memories he thought he had forgotten came back to him after time.

"Grandpa, will I marry a wife when I grow up?" the five-year-old boy asked the grandfather beside him in an overly immature voice.

At that time, my grandfather was not as old-fashioned as he is now, and he was not as enlightened as he is now. Hearing his words, he asked very warily, "You want to get married at a young age, let grandpa hear who you want to marry?"

The five-year-old boy pointed at the girl who was obviously wearing a pink glutinous rice skirt but had a serious and cold face, "She."

His words stunned the elders of both families, but the five-year-old pointed at the seven-year-old Xia Qing with determination, "I want to marry you."

The seven-year-old girl glanced at him with disgust and continued to grind the medicinal ingredients with her head down.

Later, when he went back, his grandfather teased him because he had good eyesight at a young age, and asked why he wanted to marry her. He couldn't remember how he felt at that time.

Maybe it was because the pink glutinous rice dress she wore that day was so beautiful, or maybe it was because she was so cool as she concentrated on grinding medicinal materials, which made him feel that she was the only one worthy of becoming his wife.

At that time, the relationship between his parents had not completely broken down. His understanding of his wife was tenderness, happiness and beauty.

pity……

The world I grew up in is different from the world I grew up in.

As Pei Zhengyang approached the main house, light snow suddenly fell in the sky.

Looking up at the sky, it was the first snowfall this year in Yanjing, but she was not by his side.

They had agreed to spend time together on his twenty-sixth birthday, and she also promised to give him gifts. However, his twenty-sixth birthday had already passed a month ago. Let alone his birthday, she was afraid she wouldn't even remember who he was. ?

Pei Zhengyang felt that he didn't dare to think about it anymore, and the more he thought about it, the more he couldn't move forward.

Entering the house feeling cool, he found that in addition to the first floor, the lights on the second floor were also on. Pei Zhengyang frowned. Xiong Xiong and Yun Niang should have gone to bed at this point, so why were the lights still on?

Just when Pei Zhengyang took off his coat, put away his coldness, and was about to go upstairs, he heard a familiar voice, "Bah, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah..."

Pei Zhengyang paused and looked down at the time. It was already two o'clock in the morning. Xiong Xiong was still not asleep?

Striding upstairs, he saw his son lying on the ground wearing a crawler suit. Pei Hao was lying on the other side wearing similar pajamas. The person Xiong Xiong shouted just now was Pei Hao.

After three months of running around, a man with a thin and handsome face fell coldly on Pei Hao, "What are you doing?"

Pei Hao was almost doubtful about his life because of the ten-month-old baby. It was because everyone couldn't comfort him when he cried. He took him out to play with him in the middle of the night. After that, he woke up every night and had to play with him for a long time before falling asleep. He was almost After being tortured to the point of dying young, he suddenly heard Pei Zhengyang's voice and looked up with surprise. Then he hugged Xiongxiong excitedly and pointed at Pei Zhengyang, "Quickly, call daddy, your real dad is back!"

But after Pei Hao finished speaking, Xiong Xiong raised his head and looked at the man opposite him with a strange expression, then suddenly turned his head and got into Pei Hao's arms.

But this time, Pei Zhengyang felt like his heart was being cut by a knife.

Notice: Chapter 563 has changes to Qingqing’s weight and timeline.

My mind was confused when I was revising it yesterday. I re-checked it today and found that the first version was correct. The revised rhythm is a bit messy, the time is changed back to January, and the weight is one hundred and two. If you are interested, you can check it out, and it will not affect subsequent reading.

Then I’ll do this tonight and update the remaining chapters during the day. Good night!