Rebirth of the entertainment industry and the return of the queen

Chapter 1070 Different treatment between sisters
Faintly, there came one after another admiration.

Xia Ling has long been used to such compliments, she sat down next to Pei Ziheng with a smile, and pulled Xia Yu to sit on the other side of her body: "The three of us seldom eat together, so happy."

Pei Ziheng pampered and spread the tablecloth for her.

While laying out her own tablecloth, Xia Yu looked at them jealously, her misty eyes swept over the vacant seat on the other side of Pei Ziheng, her shallow lips moved, but she still didn't dare to ask for a replacement after all. Location.Sitting next to Xia Ling, she could feel that all kinds of eyes were looking at her sister, and she herself was like an invisible person following her sister, without the slightest sense of existence.

She's had enough of this.

Xia Ling smiled and asked her to order, and pushed the thick and beautifully crafted menu in front of her.

But she was absent-minded, scanning the pictures and texts on the menu repeatedly, but couldn't read even half a word.What I think about in my heart is all the things that happened these days - when her heart disease was cured, the original sallowness and swelling on her face faded, and she recovered to health, and her appearance is also very beautiful, no matter where she goes I often hear people praise: "That little girl is so pretty."

However, once she was with her sister, the old nightmare returned.

No one paid attention to her anymore, as if her proud beauty was just a weak firefly, not enough to compete with the sun and the moon.She... I hate it!Why did Xia Ling come to Paris?

Can't see her have a peaceful life for a few days!
She stretched out her hand and randomly ordered a few dishes, her heart was in a mess.

Seeing that she didn't have the energy to speak, Xia Ling thought she was weak and mentally weak, so she didn't take it to heart, and said to Pei Ziheng, "Brother Pei, let's eat quickly, Xiaoyu is a little tired, finish eating early and go back to rest early."

Pei Ziheng said "OK" gently.

Xia Yu's heart skipped a beat, she actually listened to this sentence - is this Xia Ling here to disrupt the situation?She finally found a chance to have a meal with Pei Ziheng, but Xia Ling messed it up with a few words!Plugging it in as a light bulb doesn't count, but it also speeds up the meal! "I..." Xia Yu wanted to say something, but stopped, and smiled weakly, "My sister really loves me." What's the use of protesting now?Pei Ziheng is obedient to his sister and won't listen at all. Let's find a chance to be alone with him next time.

While thinking about it, Xia Yu ate obediently.

Xia Ling smiled and patted her head: "Eat more and grow taller."

Sitting on a chair by himself, his calves were dangling, happily peeling the lobster.

Pei Ziheng took it, and carefully peeled it off for her: "Also say that others, you are so short."

"I'm still developing!" She refused to accept and protested in a low voice.

With a smile in his eyes, Pei Ziheng put the peeled lobster meat into her bowl: "I'm 16 years old, I'll be seventeen next year, what else is there to develop? Last time I went to the training camp to see you, I see your class All the students are taller than you, and if this goes on, you won't even find a perfect stage to play with."

"Hmph," she refused, and bit the lobster angrily. After a while, she added, "They are all vying to play with me, and they are all willing to be wrong. This is charm, charm."

Pei Ziheng smiled gently and continued to peel the lobster for her.

"I will grow again." She took several bites of the lobster meat, "I will definitely."

"You want to grow taller that much?"

"Because..." She suddenly turned her head to the side, looking at him with sparkling eyes, "Because Brother Pei, you are very tall, if you and I can match the perfect height difference on the stage, we will definitely turn heads when we go out in the future. "

The sound of "ding" was that the spoon in Xia Yu's hand accidentally knocked against the edge of the cup and plate.

Pei Ziheng's eyes became dark, he looked at the girl beside him, and didn't speak for a while.Does she know what she's talking about?Wanting to have a perfect stage height difference with him, is it just a whim, or...

"Sister is joking again," said Xia Yu, with a pale expression, and said with a forced smile, "The height difference on the stage is for the audience to see. Brother Pei is not an artist, he is doing a big business, sister , how can you use the standards of an artist to demand Brother Pei? Besides, 16 years old is about to be finalized, you can't grow that tall." Her voice floated faintly in the air.

Xia Ling was a little frustrated, more stubborn: "I can grow that tall!"

Clenching her small fists, she looked at Pei Ziheng again: "Brother Pei, do you think so?"

"Why?" Pei Ziheng asked in a deep voice.

"Huh?" She blinked.

"Why do you want to have a perfect stage height difference with me?"

"I like to walk with you," Xia Ling smiled, without the slightest twitch, "Since we are going to walk together, we must look the best and look the best, and the height must be coordinated, don't you think? ?”

that's all?

Pei Ziheng's heart was a little empty and at the same time a little at ease, a kind of emotion that even he couldn't explain clearly spread up, like a feather, gently scratching his heart.This feathery emotion had appeared so many times over the years, and he didn't know what it was, which made him a little irritable.

He lowered his head and continued to help her peel the shrimp, a little absent-minded, and cut his hand by the shrimp shell.

Xia Ling made a fuss and called the waiter, took the Band-Aid and insisted on sticking it on him. He watched silently as she clumsily wrapped the Band-Aid around his finger, a small "patch", which looked a little funny.

"Okay," she clapped her hands with a sense of accomplishment, "This way the wound will heal soon, brother Pei, stop peeling the shrimp, I'm full. Let's eat some fruit after dinner."

Her clear voice echoed in the restaurant.

Pei Ziheng looked at her smile under the light, his heartbeat was a little irregular.

Xia Yu looked at Pei Ziheng, her expression turned pale again, and she felt very depressed and unhappy.

"What's so delicious about fruit?" He held down Xia Ling's hand pulling the bell and said, "Xiao Yu is tired, I'll ask the driver to take her back to the hotel, and then I'll take you to an ice cream shop by the Seine River. The ice cream is delicious."

"Wow, really?" She likes eating ice cream the most, hearing this, her eyes sparkle.

Pei Ziheng smiled: "Of course." Hearing that she was coming, he asked Chu Chen to find out what delicious and interesting things there are in Paris, especially the amusement park and ice cream shop that she likes.

Xia Yu's heart ached like a knife. She remembered that when she first arrived in Paris, although Pei Ziheng arranged for his subordinates to receive her comprehensively, he never asked her what she liked to eat, let alone took her somewhere special.

This is discrimination.

"I'm not tired..." She said pitifully, wishing to eat ice cream with them, the thought of her sister being alone with Pei Ziheng, the flame of jealousy in her heart seemed to burn her to ashes.

　There is one more chapter tonight, still writing, post it later

　　
　
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