Wealthy Poison Pet: Leng Di's No. 7 Bride

Chapter 75 Mrs. Pei

Hong Jiaqi smiled narrowly, "It's good to hold grudges."

The corner of Leng Huang's mouth slightly raised, "That's how I am. So be careful what you say in the future."

Hong Jiaqi pursed her lips, and gave him a dish with chopsticks, "Taste it quickly, I promise it won't taste bad."

Leng Huang looked at the dishes in the bowl suspiciously, took the chopsticks to his mouth, and chewed carefully, "The taste is not bad."

"That's right." Hong Jiaqi was a little bit like Huang Po selling melons, "Can I lie to you?"

Leng Huang smiled and continued to eat, looking at Hong Jiaqi's changeable expression, it really made people feel relaxed, "Why did you resign suddenly?" He remembered that she had only been at work for two days.

Hong Jiaqi sighed softly, "I don't want to do it." She didn't want to mention the matter with Pei Zhihan anymore.

"Come and help me." Leng Huang put down the bowl and chopsticks, and looked at Hong Jiaqi seriously, "I just need an assistant."

"Why? Are you pitying me?" Hong Jiaqi didn't want it. "The family doctor has few things to do, so let me get paid for nothing?"

"Don't you think I need a medicine box?" Leng Huang looked at the white medicine box on the sofa next to him, "As a professional family doctor, if you have to carry the medicine box yourself, don't you Don't you feel very shabby?"

The corner of Hong Jiaqi's mouth raised an arc, "It's a bit."

"Then you agreed." Leng Huang looked at her expectantly.

Hong Jiaqi lowered her head, "But I don't want to go to Pei's house."

"..." Thinking of Pei Zhihan, Leng Huang somewhat understood Hong Jiaqi's thoughts, "Actually, I don't want to go to Pei's house either."

"Why?" Hong Jiaqi spoke unreasonably quickly.

"It's a place that makes me feel depressed." Leng Huang gently stirred the fish soup in front of him with his slender, white fingers. Green onion leaves floated on the milky white soup. "There are people I don't want to think about."

"Is your sister?" Hong Jiaqi remembered that every time Leng Huang went to Pei's house, he always looked as cold as ice, especially towards her, he always seemed hostile.

Leng Huang looked up in surprise, and then said calmly, "It's her."

"She and Pei Zhihan..." There must be a lot of relationship.But Hong Jiaqi knew that she shouldn't ask these questions, after all, Pei Zhihan had nothing to do with her.

"It's husband and wife." The answer Leng Huang gave really surprised Hong Jiaqi, "Mrs. Pei... the Mrs. Pei she wanted to know was actually his sister?
Leng Huang looked at her noncommittally, looking at her, as if he had a lot to say, but he didn't say anything in the end, just looked at her.

Hong Jiaqi lowered her eyelids, "I'm sorry."

"why?"

"I...is with Pei Zhihan, your sister is definitely not happy. But I have my own reasons." If it weren't for that paper agreement, maybe she would never have any intersection with Pei Zhihan in this life, but this intersection is so exciting It's just pain.

"Even if that person isn't you, there will be someone else, so you don't have to apologize to me, and my sister doesn't care at all."

"I don't care..." If she didn't like Pei Zhihan, how could she become Mrs. Pei?Besides, is there any wife in this world who doesn't mind her husband having a baby with another woman?

Facing Hong Jiaqi's confused eyes, a faint smile appeared on the corner of Leng Huang's lips, "To be precise, she no longer feels anything. Because she passed away." As if she had accumulated a lot of courage, Leng Huang could say In the last words, the eyes looking at Hong Jiaqi at this moment were a little bit astringent.

Hong Jiaqi turned pale in surprise, she never thought that the truth she had always wanted to know would be such a farewell.

"She likes wisteria very much, right?"

Leng Huang looked at him in surprise, "How do you know?"

"The wisterias all over the courtyard are Pei Zhihan's favorite scenery, so the back view in that painting is also your sister's."

Now she could finally understand the sadness in Pei Zhihan's eyes.

"My sister loves wisteria the most, and her feelings are like the flower language of wisteria, so persistent that she forgets herself."

"So they must have had a very happy life." Hong Jiaqi can imagine how enviable that happy scene would be.

Leng Huang looked slightly cold, "Let's eat."

Hong Jiaqi watched him eat bite by bite, knowing that he didn't want to say more, and she didn't ask, and continued to eat with the bowl and chopsticks.

It was just that she had inexplicable insomnia that night.

(End of this chapter)