After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

Knowing that Pei Zhengyang was with Cheng Hanyu, Xia Qing breathed a sigh of relief and looked sideways at Xu Si, "Let's go to Cheng Hanyu's law firm."

Ah Hai was startled, "Young Madam!"

"Such a big thing happened, and I don't feel at ease when I go back now. I just want to pick up your second young master to go home." Xia Qing saw A Hai's reaction in a funny and angry way. What time of the year was it and she was still in the mood to care about it.

It was only after Xu Si turned the car around that it suddenly stopped. Xia Qing frowned, "What's wrong?"

"Xiao Qing, we are in trouble." Xu Si frowned and stared at the car in front of him. He put one hand on the steering wheel and quickly tapped a miniature keyboard with the other.

Xia Qing's face turned solemn after hearing this, "Do you know who he is?"

She didn't say reporter because she knew that Xu Si wouldn't be so serious if she were a reporter.

"It should be Mr. Dan's person." After Xu Si sent the message, he quickly grasped the situation on the other side and found that the face of one of them looked like Pei Dan's assistant. But after saying this, he added, "Xiao Qing, if we use force, we may not be able to leave, but the casualties will be huge."

After capturing the opponent's situation, Xu Si quickly used data to analyze their force value.

Xia Qing believed Xu Si's judgment. She took a look at the surrounding situation and saw that the other party was obviously well prepared. The location they chose happened to be some distance away from Yuehu Manor, but no reporters were following them, and some of their troops went to distract them. The reporters and the rest emerged from the darkness and were now in a confrontation with Pei Dan's people.

Looking at the two cars behind her, Xia Qing wouldn't have known that Pei Zhengyang was hiding so many people behind her if it hadn't been for today. After thinking about it, Xia Qing felt that it was not necessary to use force to resolve the matter, so she spoke to Xu Si cautiously, "Ask them something." intention."

Xu Si nodded and was about to communicate with the other party when the car door over there suddenly opened, and then a little girl of eight or nine years old stepped out.

Xia Qing happened to see it from the car window and was slightly startled. Then a man who looked like a secretary walked out from behind the little girl. The man obviously hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards their car.

Ah Hai looked at the other party warily, then turned back to ask Xia Qing for his opinion, "Young madam, what should we do now?"

"Let me get out of the car and take a look." Xia Qing recognized the little girl as Junjun.

"Young lady, please be careful." Ah Hai was anxious. There were many cases of using children to deceive people's sympathy. Pei Dan was as cunning as a wolf and a leopard, so he couldn't easily believe them.

Xia Qing looked at Xu Si.

Xu Si's microcomputer was running rapidly, and then he shook his head at Xia Qing, "There is nothing wrong with the two of them."

Xia Qing nodded and opened the car door. Just when the little girl walked up to her car, she was very happy to see her get out, "Beautiful sister, I am Junjun, I am Junjun, do you remember Junjun?"

"Yes, of course I remember." Xia Qing squatted down and said with a smile.

The little girl became even happier after listening to her words, "Beautiful sister, I am very obedient. The doctor said that I am recovering very well. My uncle said that I must thank you for this."

"Auntie is very happy to help you." Xia Qing looked at the little girl's well-behaved look and reached out to rub her little head.

Being so close, Junjun became more and more happy, "Beautiful sister, today is Junjun's birthday. Can I invite you to my house as a guest? Every year, I celebrate my birthday alone. I want to invite the children, but my uncle doesn't allow it... "

Speaking of this, the little girl's eyes were red and tears were already filling her eyes. "Actually, I know that my uncle didn't mean it. It was because no children were willing to attend my birthday party. They all despised me and said that I was a wild child without a parent. They also said that I am sick and can be contagious."

The eight or nine-year-old girl is only 1.3 meters tall, shorter than children of the same age. She is thin and small, but has a beautiful face, and a pair of bright black eyes that are filled with tears and appear to be particularly clear and pure. Trying to suppress your tears can easily make you weak-hearted.

In particular, the little girl spoke as if it was not her own life, but everything Xia Qing had experienced.

Xia Qing reached out to wipe the little girl's tears and looked up at Pei Dan's assistant behind her, "Where is your Young Master Dan?"

"Master Dan is arranging a birthday party for Miss Jun in Rose Creek Valley, and he also invited Miss Lin to come and greet her." The assistant sincerely invited Xia Qing.

Xia Qing glanced at the two men with their arrows and crossbows drawn, "Do I dare not to go?"

"Don't worry, Miss Lin. I'll send you back as soon as Miss Jun's birthday dinner is over." The assistant explained while trying to keep a smile.

"Well, let's go. I'll take Junjun to my car." When things have come to this point, does Xia Qing still have room to refuse? Moreover, in order to reassure her, Pei Dan set the location in Rose Valley, which was considered a good intention. If she refused to reward him, who knew what that guy would do next?

"this……"

"I want to take the beautiful sister's car." The assistant wanted to say something else, but Xiao Junjun had already agreed and hugged Xia Qing's arm.

Pei Dan's assistant had no choice but to compromise, "It's causing trouble to Miss Lin."

"You're welcome." Xia Qing said and led the little girl into the car.

After getting in the car, Junjun sat next to Xia Qing, his face full of happiness that could not be concealed. Even Ahai and Xu Si, who were nervous in front of them, relaxed a little.

But Ah Hai had not protected Xia Qing before and let Xia Qing be kidnapped. Although the little girl's nerves were not so tense, she was still worried, "Young Madam, I'd better tell the Second Young Master about the situation here. Bar?"

While he was asking, Ah Hai's hand was already quickly sending a message to Pei Zhengyang.

Xia Qing nodded, "Well, let him pick me up later."

The people in the car had a tacit understanding not to make the matter too explicit, so as not to make the little girl sad.

However, when the little girl heard the Second Young Master, she still looked up at Xia Qing curiously, "Beautiful sister, who is the Second Young Master? Is that the colorful uncle who was with you last time? Are you a couple?"

Xia Qing was stunned, uncle with a painted face?

Xia Qing couldn't react for a moment as he said "uncle with a painted face". It took him a while to remember that Pei Zhengyang was injured last time. When the little girl saw him, the man happened to have gauze on his face. This title made Xia Qing laugh and cry, especially when she Suddenly he was a generation younger than Pei Zhengyang.

"Well, we are a couple." Xia Qing understood that the painted-faced uncle was Pei Zhengyang, and nodded while holding back a smile.

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, the little girl's pretty face suddenly fell.

Xia Qing was puzzled, "Uncle Hua Lian and I are lovers. Are you unhappy?"

"Yes, you and uncle Hua Lian are lovers, so you can't be my little aunt." The little girl said with great disappointment, and then she was a little unwilling to accept it, "Sister is so beautiful, she should find a boyfriend like my little uncle. He is tall, handsome and rich, but his face is not good-looking and he is not good enough for his sister."

Xia Qing was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Is this little girl poaching for Pei Dan?

The two people in the driver's seat and the passenger's seat in front had equally strange expressions. Little girl, you may think your life is short, but thinking about the way their faces were injured during that time...

Uncle with a colorful face? Gee, image!