The little wife of the demon president

Chapter 1138
Suddenly, I felt startled, and thousands of feelings passed through my heart.

Pei Feng's kindness to me is really meticulous. I'm used to it, and I'm even a little greedy. However, if it's for repaying kindness, is there any meaning to it?

If I ask him, will he answer me truthfully?The third brother and the others must have known about it, but if he wanted to tell me, he would have already said it.

He warned me that the reason why I stay away from Pei Feng is not only because I am not suitable with Pei Feng, but also because there are more things that I don't know.

Then the last time Pei Feng and Xia Ziye fought in the bar, could it be because of this?
Yes, when my mother had an accident, Xia Ziye and I probably hadn't broken up yet. I seemed to be having an operation in the hospital at that time, and then I was in a daze, not quite clear about many things.

He used to call my mobile phone, but I deleted all the numbers, and I didn't save them. I really can't remember if I want to find him now.

Make a phone call to Lingling: "Lingling, do you have Xia Ziye's number?"

"Ah, Miss Xiaomi, do you want to find him?"

"Yes."

"Do you want it now?"

"Ah."

She was quite embarrassed: "But I seem to remember it in the office, and I don't have it in my mobile phone. How about I ask Manager Fei."

"That's okay, Lingling, it's fine."

It would be too troublesome to ask Manager Fei again, just wait, I will find Xia Ziye's phone number in the office tomorrow, and it will not be too late to ask him again.

I looked through the text messages on my phone, but unfortunately, I also deleted all the text messages he sent me.

Otherwise, I asked Mr. Yang for the number. Mr. Yang must have it, and He Qifeng should have it too. I hesitated. Although I really wanted to know the truth, if I found out, I would be very disappointed again.

Well, anyway, I'm not a little girl living in a dream all the time. Just as I was thinking about it, my phone rang again. I saw that it was Pei Feng calling.

"Xiaomi, where are you?"

"I'm going home."

"It's quite late now, I'll pick you up from your company, but you're not here," he said.

"It's nothing, I just went back to Chen's house."

He didn't hang up the phone, and waited for a while before he said, "Xiaomi, is there something wrong?"

"No."

"Then come back early. You look better these two days. I'll make you some spicy prawns. I bought fresh prawns."

"Well, okay."

After saying this, he still didn't hang up the phone, I frowned and looked at it for a while: "Pei Feng, is there anything else?"

"Xiaomi, you go home. I don't feel at ease if you don't go home. If you have anything, tell me. If I know, I'll tell you."

"really?"

"Well." He said softly: "Go home first, I don't feel at ease if I don't see you."

These words made me feel soft in my heart, Pei Feng, what your father said should only be a very light part, right?
At this point, in a noisy place like Beijing, it’s really not too late, it’s only a little past eight o’clock, and it’s still early.

However, what some people worry about at home and some people worry about it is what makes home become nostalgic.

I haven't felt like this for many years. Home is just a place to rest, a place to breathe and relax.

Every time I see other people rushing home after get off work, as if they are very happy, I feel that I am quite pitiful. I am still busy at work, and I am alone when I go back.

"Master, drive faster." I urged the master who was driving.

"Ok."

My smile on the rear view mirror rose little by little.

There was a message notification sound on the phone. I clicked on it and saw that it was from Lingling with a phone number attached. She said it was Xia Ziye's call.

But I don't want to ask him anymore. It's best not to have anything to do with him. It's not that I'm ruthless to him, but I have to be ruthless to myself. This is the best thing for us.

After paying the money, get out of the car, go in briskly, open the door and smell a strong smell, Xia Ziye just came out with a plate of red and bright shrimp, saw me smile: "You came back, it's a coincidence, Just finished."

"I'm really hungry." My stomach growled.

"Then go wash your hands and eat."

Taking a closer look, I yelled, "Pei Feng, do you call this spicy shrimp? I can't see any chili?"

"Isn't that right? Hurry up. If you're too hungry, your stomach won't work."

"But this is pepper, but it's not spicy at all." Fortunately, I thought about spicy shrimp, and I became more and more hungry along the way. When I went home, I found that this spicy was completely different from what I thought. of.

"Think about your stomach, Chen Xiaomi."

"Oh, it's true. I have a doctor boyfriend who can't help me. I can't control everything."

He smiled with satisfaction, took the rice out, and after I washed my hands, he peeled the prawns there very quickly. Once peeled, pulled and pulled, the prawn meat came out.

"Eat."

He put the peeled prawns in my bowl and pushed them over: "Eat some first to fill your stomach."

"Pei Feng."

"Anything is fine. Eat yourself first. My stomach is not good. If you don't take care of it, I'll get you a bowl of soup. You can drink it right after you eat."

I swallowed my words again, yes, why am I so anxious, anyway, he can't escape here now, so it's okay to ask later.

He brought out a bowl of soup, which was full of fragrance and very tempting.

"It tastes a bit ripe."

"Wuzhi Maotao chicken, warms the stomach." He said, put it down, and blow it gently to cool it.

For my stomach, he has put in a lot of effort, whether it is medicine or food supplements, he is afraid that I will get bored, so he cooks it for me in different ways.

After eating a bowl of rice and drinking a bowl of soup, I am so full. It is really comfortable to be full.

He went to get the fruit and was washing it, and I also walked into the kitchen to watch him wash it.

Hugging him from behind, he smelled of disinfectant and oily fume, he was a very clean person.

Fingers gently unbuttoned one of his clothes, and then slid in to touch his chest, where the left chest was the heart.

The closer I get, the faster my heart beats.

Sure enough, I touched the wound, and I feel ashamed to say it, although we are also very close and share the same bed, but we didn't cross anything, and I didn't even pay attention to whether there was a scar on my chest.

Feeling it now, the skin there is uneven, it should be a scar.

He pressed my hand and said in a low voice, "Xiaomi, I have undergone heart surgery."

Such a frankness, I don't even need to ask, he just said it himself, which shows that he also knows that this matter cannot be hidden.This matter should not be something that two people know about.

(End of this chapter)