C62 Two Hundred Kilograms of Fatty

Ning Xia did not expect him to agree so readily. In addition to the surprise, there was also a hint of sadness. See, he liked her. To him, he was either a chess piece or a substitute. Without any use, he could kick her away at any time.

"But -"

Pei Yichen's voice sounded again. For some reason, there was a glimmer of hope in Ning Xia's heart. She hoped that he would say something to persuade her to stay. If he said something, she would definitely agree to it. She would just take it as giving herself a chance and not rejecting it.

"During our cooperation, remember that you are my wife. You are not allowed to be so close to other men!"

It was a familiar voice, a familiar tone, but the words that came out were not what Ning Xia wanted.

Ning Xia nodded and smiled. This was the last dignity she had left for herself.

This was good as well. She would not be anyone's substitute.

She could also miss someone who was hidden deep in her heart.

Back then, she married him because she had no other choice. He married her because he was unwilling.

If the two of them could be separated so calmly and without a trace of worry, it would be a perfect ending.

Wasn't there a saying that every person would have countless passers-by in their lifetime?

Pei Yichen was just a passerby to her, right?

So that's it, put all your emotions away, cut off all those expectations you shouldn't have, and they, get out of their own circles, live their own lives, go back to their primitive attitudes, so that it's fair to everyone.

Pei Yichen saw her smile with satisfaction. His heart felt like it was being pricked by needles. Was it worth being happy about leaving him?

He did not want to see this piercing smile again. He turned around and opened the door, leaving this environment that made him sad.

"President Pei, will you still send the noodles you asked for?"

Shen Heng held a bowl of steaming hot noodles in his hand and looked at Pei Yichen awkwardly. As soon as he got out of the car, he ordered a bowl of noodles to be served to him. But now that he was so angry, was he still going to send it back?

"Throw away all the things on her bed and get a new one."

Pei Yichen said in an unpleasant tone before returning to his room.

"Yes!"

Shen Heng was speechless. Boss, you still haven't told me whether I should send the noodles in or not?

Ning Xia took a deep breath. Food was the most important thing in the world. If there was food, why did she have to go against her own body?

"If he doesn't eat, I will!"

Ning Xia ran out and took the noodles. "Change. Go in and change it for me. Change it all!"

She carried the noodles and prepared to go downstairs to eat. Pei Shijie had sat on the bed before, so she felt disgusted too!

Shen Heng felt his scalp going numb. A BOSS was already a huge headache for him. Plus the madam of the BOSS, he felt like sh * t!

However, Ning Xia did not care if they wanted to die or not. She wanted to live well and work hard to live. No matter what happened, she would be safe, healthy, and happy!

Pei Yuanfan was upstairs and saw Ning Xia sitting in the living room, eating big mouthfuls of noodles without a care in the world. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. Was this really a normal woman?

Shouldn't he be crying and begging Pei Yichen to forgive him?

She was indeed a person who did not play by the book!

But if Pei Yichen knew she was a traitor, he wouldn't love her that much, would he?

How could a man from the Pei Family be fooled by a woman?!

Ning Xia finished her noodles and burped in satisfaction. She felt that she was not as sad anymore. Indeed, there was a saying that was true. Heartbroken does not hurt the stomach. It was the truth!

However, Pei Yichen, who was locked in his room, was not as free and easy as she was.

His thoughts drifted away bit by bit. From the moment he first met Xia Tian to the later Ning Xia, the two of them were extremely similar people. However, it was precisely because they were too similar that they both rejected him.

He was never someone who felt inferior, but he never thought that one day, he would be rejected one after another.

Was he so unworthy of their support?

Or did he really have a big problem?

Pei Yichen was lost, unable to break free.

After hesitating for a long time, he took out his phone and logged back into his email account. He wanted to ask Xia Tian if he really hated her, so she suddenly disappeared from his world.

But halfway through, he deleted them one by one. She was already married. She already had her own world. His message would only be a kind of interruption.

And he didn't want to cause any trouble for the summer.

In this dilemma, he fell into a deep sleep. In his dream, he saw summer and Ning Xia. The two of them were getting further and further away from him...

The next day.

Ning Xia woke up early in the morning. The wound on her hand had already scabbed over. She wanted to go to the gym and do some exercise.

After the Midyear Meeting, it was a three-day holiday for the group, so the next three days were free time for her.

However, as soon as they went downstairs, they met Shen Heng, who was in a hurry to leave with his lute. "Assistant Shen, where are you going?"

Seeing Ning Xia's curious look, Shen Heng quickly explained, "Oh, this is the lute you used yesterday. You have to return it to the store today. I'll send it over now."

Ning Xia perked up when she heard that. "I'll go with you!"

She had always felt a sense of familiarity towards this lute. If she could meet the owner of this lute, that would be the best!

Shen Heng raised his head and looked up the stairs. He thought that he should not be attacked by the boss after going out for a while. That was why he brought Ning Xia out the door.

"How did you find this lute in such a short time? It looks very good."

Shen Heng felt awkward when he heard Ning Xia's question. He really didn't know how to explain how he found the lute. He didn't know if he would be despised if he said that it was a robbery.

"I found it in the shop."

Shen Heng gave a vague answer. Ning Xia raised her eyebrows but did not continue asking. She took the lute out of the cloth bag and started to adjust it. Her slender fingers gently moved it, and a melodious tune started to flow.

Shen Heng was a little surprised. He couldn't tell that Ning Xia was still so versatile.

"From your finger technique, I can tell that you are very familiar with it."

Ning Xia fiddled with it a few times before shaking her head and putting it away. "When I was in school, I liked to play the pipa and classical dance in my spare time. But at that time..."

At that time, she was a fatty and everyone laughed at her. Even in the classical dance community, most of them were just doing odd jobs. No matter how good these basic skills were secretly trained, they were just a ten-thousand-year substitute.

"What happened at that time?"

Shen Heng was more interested in the second half of her speech.

"At that time, I was a fat man weighing two hundred pounds. Hahaha, so it could only be a hobby."