After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

Pei Zhengyang came out of the bathroom and his phone was vibrating constantly. He glanced at the unfamiliar number and guessed who pressed the call.

"Pei Zhengyang, you are finally willing to answer my call. What do you mean?" Huo Shu couldn't contact Pei Zhengyang in the past few days. She was in a state of rage, feeling as if she had been tricked by her son.

"Oh, if I knew it was your call, I probably wouldn't answer it." Pei Zhengyang replied lazily, then hung up the phone.

As soon as he hung up, another number flashed in, and Pei Zhengyang picked up, "Say."

"I'm sorry, Young Master. Madam made a big fuss and snatched the delivery boy's cell phone." The security captain in charge of Huo Shu reported anxiously.

"Let's send it back to the manor tomorrow." Pei Zhengyang thought for a moment. It's not an option for Huo Shu to stay in the hotel all the time. When the media captures something and he doesn't know what trouble it will cause, he might as well send it back to the manor and let his grandfather see it. With.

He hung up the phone and dialed the number to the old man.

Mr. Pei had just eaten for a while and knew that his grandson would be kicked out tonight. Not to mention that he would live in Xu Sina and be disliked. He would also sleep on a bed sheet covered with pink strawberries. Just thinking about the old man made him angry. Can't help but gloat.

But before the fun was over, I received a call from Pei Zhengyang.

Pei Jian'an was a little confused. Did his grandson call him at this time? Eighty percent of it is nothing good!

Thinking of this, Pei Jianan directly pressed mute, and then continued to go to the group to secretly peek at the screen. Unexpectedly, his phone beeped and a message came in. Pei Jianan opened it a little strangely and saw the message from his grandson, "I know you haven't slept, I will let you know tomorrow." We will send Huo Shu to the manor, and you will watch over her from now on."

He had guessed that it would be bad for his grandson to find him, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult. Pei Jian'an decided to pretend not to see it, but Pei Zhengyang sent him another message, "Don't pretend not to see it, I'll show it as read."

The old man was stunned and a little embarrassed, "She is so capable, you let her move in because you want to break my old bones?"

"Isn't it possible that you can't torment her?" Pei Zhengyang raised his eyebrows. He found out last time that Huo Shu was unscrupulous in front of him, but she was still a bit taboo in front of grandpa. Now instead of imprisoning her in the hotel, she would cause some unnecessary trouble later. If you criticize me, it's better to stay at home. No matter how much trouble you make, it's still a family matter.

When Pei Jian'an saw this, he was so angry that he dialed the phone directly, "That's an ancestor, and I'm still tormenting her. Are you afraid that you have some misunderstanding about your grandfather and me?"

"Grandpa Xia will take Aunt Xia back to China in a while, and I will ask them to live in the manor then." Pei Zhengyang ignored the old man's words.

Pei Jian'an was puzzled, "What does your letting Huo Shu have to do with the old man and Qingqing's mother coming back?"

"Although Huo Shu and Huo Yan were not born to the same mother, they had the best relationship in private. Huo Shu has always felt guilty about Huo Yan's death. Huo Shu was Aunt Xia's angel investor when she first started her business." Pei Zhengyang explained lightly. , Huo Shu can always handle things that have nothing to do with her father very well.

"Is that so? Do you think she will give up trying to stop you when she finds out that Qingqing is Xia Manhe's daughter?" The old man doesn't know much about the child of the Huo family who is unknown to outsiders. If Qingqing wasn't his daughter, I'm afraid I will never remember such a person in my life.

"Haha, guess what." Pei Zhengyang has seen the tempers of Mr. Xia and Xia Manhe. If he knew what Huo Shu did to Qingqing, the manor would surely become particularly lively.

He thought for a long time that the crux of his mother's problem was not only his father. The Huo family's poor parent-child relationship and the environment in which his mother grew up destined her not to know what love was even if she lived to this age. She longed to be loved throughout her life, but constantly blocked love. outside.

If he continues to take drastic measures, he may not stimulate her even more and do even crazier things to Qingqing, and it is impossible for him to really kill his mother, so instead of letting this thunder bury deeper and deeper, it is better to change ways to solve it.

Although it is ridiculous to say that using love to influence someone, but coupled with Huo Shu's guilt towards Xia Manhe, it might have a different effect.

Mr. Pei was choked by his grandson's words, "Go, go, sleep on your little strawberry sheets."

Pei Zhengyang, who was lamenting his complete victory, said, "..."

MD, Ah Hai is such a fool, he can always ruin his image as a gentleman!

It was rare for the old man to choke his grandson. He was in a good mood and quickly hung up the phone without giving Pei Zhengyang a chance to fight back.

Pei Zhengyang took a deep breath and called Ah Hai, "Don't you like hair ties? Take a selfie of the hair ties on your beautiful bed sheets and make them visible."

Ah Hai, who was almost asleep, sat up with excitement, "Second Young Master..."

"Give you a minute, otherwise you will be responsible for the consequences." Pei Zhengyang hung up the phone after saying this.

Villa opposite.

Xia Qing hung up the Pei Zhengyang video, but couldn't fall asleep. From time to time, she would look at the messages from the man, and the most beautiful selfie in history. She couldn't help but keep the corners of her lips curling up, thinking about whether to go back or not. It's disrespectful to take a selfie and post it in a circle so that only Pei Zhengyang can see it.

Then I started scrolling boredly, but after scrolling for a long time I didn't get any reply from the man, but I saw a new selfie posted by Ah Hai on top of my own selfie.

Xia Qing was a little confused, staring blankly at Ah Hai's big face that looked like a koala taking up most of the screen. Behind his face could be seen his little lemon leaf sheets, which were no better than Pei Zhengyang's little strawberries. , but this is not the point. The point is the expression on Ahai's face that looks like death, and his little eyes are full of forced resistance.

It was almost unnecessary for Xia Qing to guess that A Hai was forced to do so.

However, Xia Qing didn't think anything of it when she posted her selfie just now, but when she saw Ah Hai, she immediately felt stupid and quickly deleted her own.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she deleted it, Pei Zhengyang's message came, "I haven't saved it yet."

"I don't know what you are talking about." Xia Qing pretended not to understand.

"The selfie you just took will be sent to me alone in the future." Pei Zhengyang said a little domineeringly. Just now when he was browsing A Hai's selfie, the first thing he saw was that of his little fat boy, but one thing he said was false, That is what he has actually saved.

"What a beautiful thought." Xia Qing replied, hugging her head with the quilt and sleeping. Her goal had been achieved, and she didn't care whether the man saved her or not.

Pei Zhengyang looked at the three words Xia Qing and could almost imagine her expression at the moment. The corners of his lips raised and he sent Xia Qinggang's one over, "I lied to you."

Xia Qing took a look, hummed alone on the bed for a while, and fell asleep contentedly.

…

The most corner building in the villa area.

Pei Dan held the paintbrush in his hand and listened absently to the assistant's report and asked, "Pei Er returned to the villa again?"

"Well, I live over there with Xu Si." The assistant quietly glanced at the woman on the boss's drawing board and replied cautiously.

Pei Dan was not surprised, "I understand, go ahead."

"Yes." The assistant responded and left.

The only sound in the room was the sound of brush strokes.