After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

  Chapter 140 That's my sister's mind!

  Impossible!

  Xia Qing denied her idea for the first time.

  But if Pei Zhengyang was not moved by Lin Xiaoran, could it really be because Xiong Xiong lacked a mother?

  Or is there a deeper reason?

  Xia Qing didn’t understand, and didn’t plan to think deeply. After listening to Mr. Pei’s words, his tone changed, “Grandpa Pei, can I go to see the second young man tomorrow morning?”

   "Of course, I will ask the driver to take you there in the morning." Father Pei didn't think much, Xia Qing sewed Ayang's chest to see if it made sense.

  Received an affirmative answer, Xia Qing thanked him and went back to the nursery.

  Today, Xiong Xiong was not frightened, but after a day of bumps, crying and making noises, he was very clingy. Xia Qing and Zhang Jie took turns guarding at night until the little guy fell asleep completely after five o'clock in the morning.

   After more than two hours, Xia Qing got up forcibly, gave a few words to sister Zhang, and quietly left the house and followed the driver to the city hospital.

  Just let the door of the ward be pushed open, and Lin Xiaoran was also there.

  Xia Qingsui glanced at the step-sister, and called her elder sister politely, as if she didn’t know that the person who chased her yesterday was related to this one.

  Lin Xiaoran did not agree with Xia Qing, the fire in his heart went up, but it prevented Pei Zhengyang from the side, so he could only grit his teeth and endure, secretly cursing Xue Changlin as useless, and even a fat man could not handle it well.

Pei Zhengyang ate the porridge slowly, as if he could not feel the contest between the two women. After drinking the last bite for a while, he took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, then took another piece of porridge and wiped his hands carefully before raising his head, "Miss Lin , Something else?"

   Lin Xiaoran glanced at Xia Qing triumphantly, waiting for her to answer.

  Xia Qing did not move.

  Ahai looked at a tall, fat and slender woman on both sides of the Second Young Master. A string of question marks popped up in her heart. What happened to these two people?

  Lin Xiaoran saw that Lin Xiaqing didn’t answer the second young master’s words, she couldn’t help but gave Xia Qing a roll of eyes, but her tone was gentle and considerate, “Qingqing, the second youngest asks you something.”

  She is already the person who is going to be engaged to the Second Young Master, so naturally she will not be called Miss Lin by the Second Young Master, and the other surnamed Lin in this room can only be Lin Xiaqing.

  Thinking of Pei Zhengyang's impatient attitude towards Xia Qing, Lin Xiaoran inevitably raised her lips.

But Pei Zhengyang seemed to realize it suddenly, "Xiaoran, thank you for your porridge, your legs and feet have not recovered, I will let Ahai send you out."

Lin Xiaoran was taken aback for a moment, still immersed in the gentleness that the second youngest called her Xiaoran, his eyes met Pei Zhengyang's extremely beautiful amber eyes, only feeling that they were full of affection and honey, and the tone was soft and charming, looking at Pei Zhengyang. , "The Second Young Master likes it, I can..."

   "Ahai."

   "Miss Lin, I will send you." Before Lin Xiaoran could express a deeper meaning, Pei Zhengyang whispered Ahai.

  Ahai stepped forward in time, stood in front of Lin Xiaoran, and politely opened the door of the ward for her.

  Lin Xiaoran hasn't realized what happened. People have already left the ward, but Xia Qing still stayed in the ward, wanting to scold Ahai, but looked at the cold, expressionless face of the iron man, and he suffocated.

  The ward.

  Pei Zhengyang casually threw another small porridge with ‘carefully cooked’ into the trash can along with the thermos, before looking at Xia Qing, “Little fat guy, help me lie down.”

  After watching a good show, Xia Qing glanced at the unevenly sized thermos in the trash can. While helping Pei Zhengyang, he asked casually, “That’s my sister’s mind.”

   Pei Zhengyang raised his eyes, and looked at Xia Qing with deep meaning in his narrow eyes, "Come to see me specially?"

   is a bit different.

  "Come to collect the surgery fee." Xia Qing was not polite to Pei Zhengyang either.

  The man raised his eyebrows, the pain in his chest still exists clearly, but the doctor's words are clearer in his ears.

  His operation was very successful.

   "Okay, how much do you want?"

  (End of this chapter)