After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

"Although you came quickly, it's still late. They have already gone to bed. Do you still want him? He is already dirty. Do you still want him?" Huo Shu saw Xia Qing's eyes and suddenly laughed.

Thinking of the pain she had suffered, Huo Shu was particularly eager to see the same pain on Lin Xiaqing's face, which was similar to Su Ruoya's.

Unfortunately, Xia Qing only glanced at her coldly, "Unreasonable."

After saying that, Xia Qing dragged Huo Shu, who was numb, and forced him to the door of the conference hall. He pinched Huo Shu's fingers and tried them one by one.

Huo Shu had never been humiliated like this before. Coupled with the two slaps just now, she wanted to eat his flesh alive. "Lin Xiaqing, how dare you...how dare you do this to me, huh..."

Before he finished speaking, the door had opened. Xia Qing threw Huo Shu on the ground like trash and pushed the door open. The strong smell of blood instantly poured into Xia Qing's nostrils.

The smell of blood was mixed with aphrodisiac incense, and Xia Qing's eyes turned red instantly.

"Ayang..." Xia Qing's voice was trembling.

Pei Zhengyang's hand holding the broken glass of the wine bottle shook and he subconsciously looked at the door.

Xia Qing had already seen the situation clearly, and her tense heartstrings almost broke. She rushed forward and held Pei Zhengyang's hand, "Ayang..."

"Qing... Qing..." He barely managed to shout two words, his voice was so dry and hoarse that it was almost impossible to hear the original sound.

Xia Qing's heart instantly broke into pieces. She stepped forward and hugged him. Looking at the man who was holding broken glass against Su Bixi's neck, his palms bleeding, he coaxed Pei Zhengyang in a low voice, " Ah Yang, be good and let go of your hands."

"She wants to dirty me, and I'm going to kill her." Not only did Pei Zhengyang not let go, but his eyes became stern because of Xia Qing's appearance.

Looking at the blood on Su Bixi's neck, Xia Qing knew that Pei Zhengyang didn't just say it casually. He really wanted to kill this Su Bixi. If she had come later, he might have cut her throat.

Not only did Xia Qing not feel that the man was cruel, but she hugged her again with an even more distressed feeling, "A Yang, be good, she is not worthy of your dirty hands."

But no, no one in this world is worthy of her Ayang getting her hands dirty.

Huo Shu can't do it, and Su Bixi can't do it even more.

"But she..." Pei Zhengyang's voice was still dry and hoarse, but his tone contained endless grievances.

"It's okay, am I here?" Xia Qing knelt on the ground and hugged the man from the side, feeling his hot body and whispering softly.

"Qingqing, I didn't soil myself. Don't dislike me, okay?" Pei Zhengyang's rationality gradually faded away as Xia Qing hugged him. He turned around and looked at Xia Qing with a pair of amber eyes, with a hint of caution. .

"I don't dislike it. Our Ayang is not dirty. No matter what you have done, as long as you are still my Ayang, I will not dislike it." Xia Qing put her lips next to Pei Zhengyang's ear and murmured, feeling extremely distressed.

"Really?" Pei Zhengyang asked in a low voice. The first thing he thought of was his mother. He was really afraid. He was afraid that Qingqing would become like his mother because of his disappointment in love and men.

"Really, Ayang, I'm not that fragile, and neither is our relationship. Compared to your life and freedom, those are not important." Xia Qing saw where Pei Zhengyang's eyes were, and her voice became softer, but with calmness. The power of the human heart.

Pei Zhengyang's hand holding the sharp glass fragments gradually relaxed.

Just when he spread it out, Xia Qing almost burst into tears. He had used so much strength, but he hadn't hurt anyone else much, but his own palm was already bloody.

"Qingqing, don't cry..." Pei Zhengyang saw the tears in the corners of Xia Qing's eyes, and regained his sense a little. He reached out to wipe Xia Qing's face, but he wiped blood all over his face. He was as panicked as a child. .

Xia Qing lowered her head and rubbed it on his clothes, "It's okay, just wipe it and it'll be fine."

"Second Young Master, Second Young Master...well, it hurts so much, I feel so uncomfortable..." Just as Xia Qing finished rubbing her face, Su Bixi's medicinal properties, which had been released by Pei Zhengyang, rushed back, and she crawled on the ground sobbing uncomfortably.

Xia Qing raised her head and looked at the other party suddenly, and finally understood why A Yang wanted to attack Su Bixi. Judging from the condition of Su Bixi's traditional Chinese medicine, it was more than twice as serious as that of Pei Zhengyang. He reached out to hold Su Bixi's wrist and quickly checked her pulse. Then he cursed lowly and turned to Pei Zhengyang and said, "Ayang, let's go first."

"Hmm..." Pei Zhengyang hummed in confusion, but did not move, staring at Xia Qing with fiery eyes.

Xia Qing immediately understood that the man's nerves were relaxed because of her arrival and the medicine had invaded his mind. He hurriedly gave Pei Zhengyang an injection, but Su Bixi climbed up again.

There was no way Xia Qing was cruel and stabbed Su Bixi unconscious with an acupuncture, and then helped Pei Zhengyang, who was slightly more awake, up, but Pei Zhengyang seemed to have no bones, half of his body was leaning on her, Xia Qing was almost unprepared. Being overwhelmed.

Trying to hold up his body and avoid the mess on the floor, he helped Pei Zhengyang out of the living room with difficulty, where he saw Huo Shu sitting on the ground looking at her with hatred on his face.

Xia Qing met Huo Shu's eyes and sneered, "Is this the result you want?"

"If it weren't for you, they would have become one." Huo Shu said bitterly but did not realize that she was relieved at the same time.

"If it weren't for me, Su Bixi would have been dead, and A Yang would have become a murderer. Huo Shu, I don't know what happened between you, Uncle Pei and my mother, but you hurt A Yang like this without any guilt or guilt. Regret?" Xia Qing dropped this sentence and helped Pei Zhengyang continue to walk out.

After hearing Xia Qing's words, Huo Shu was stunned for a while, but when they were finally leaving the room, she suddenly said, "What if they become successful today?"

"I won't blame A Yang, and this matter won't be an obstacle in my heart, but I know he will think he is dirty, but it doesn't matter. I will love him well and teach him how to forgive himself." Xia Qing did not look back. , answered Huo Shu in a calm and calm tone.

After speaking, he supported Pei Zhengyang and continued walking.

She didn't know if the man who was leaning more and more heavily on her shoulder heard what she said clearly, but what she said was the truth and what she thought.

If it really happens, she will be uncomfortable, but these discomforts can be digested. Compared with losing him directly, love is more important than chastity, and living is more important than love.

Besides, he loves her, she knows it better than anyone else.

"You lied, you lied..." Huo Shu didn't believe it. She slumped on the ground, her meticulously tidied hair was scattered, but she couldn't care less, she just stared at Xia Qing's back and called Xia Qing to lie.

How could she not care, how could it be possible!

Xia Qing was too lazy to pay attention to Huo Shu and took Pei Zhengyang out of the elevator. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the phone rang. She took it out with some difficulty and picked it up with one hand. She heard Ah Hai hurriedly shout, "Young Madam , how are you doing over there? A reporter is coming up!"

Xia Qing, who was struggling to support Pei Zhengyang, stiffened his hands and felt the man beside him holding his earlobe in his mouth. He had obviously lost his mind.