After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

  Chapter 518 Hotel video is edited and exposed

  Xia Qing was sent to the hospital to get the poison, and after some toss, she returned to Moon Lake Manor at ten o'clock in the evening.

   Cautiously pushed open the door of the baby room, Yun Niang was still awake, and saw her hurriedly asking, "Qingqing, why is it so late? Is something wrong?"

   "There was an accident, it doesn't matter, how is Xiong Xiong?" Xia Qing stepped forward and asked lowly.

   "I fell asleep for a while because I was screaming for you." Yun Niang also lowered her voice.

  Xia Qing felt distressed. Looking at the sleeping baby, she touched his little hand uncomfortably, and then said to Yun Niang, "I'll take a bath and sleep with Xiongxiong for a while."

   Yun Niang looked at Xia Qing’s face, “It’s okay, you go to bed, Xiong Xiong has me here, you have been tired for a day, take a good rest.”

  Xia Qing shook her head, "It's okay, I can."

   After saying that Xia Qing went to the next room to take a shower, and after washing and changing clothes, she came out and looked at the direction of Pei Zhengyang's room. It was already dark.

  Go to the study again, the same is true.

  Xia Qing was a little unwilling, and went to the gym on the third floor. The huge gym was dark and quiet.

   A pair of black and bright peach eyes were completely sad, and returned to the baby room listlessly.

  Can lie down beside Xiong Xiong, obviously very tired, but there is no sleepiness at all.

  She doesn't know where Pei Zhengyang has gone.

  Asleep? Still didn't come back at all?

  The disappointed gaze of the man in the hotel was like a real needle, which hurt every skin on her body.

  Even when she first met, she never saw that look on Pei Zhengyang.

  Disappointment, indifference, and alienation, even when she went to the hospital, she did not keep up.

  Even... there was not even a phone call or message in the middle.

  The last message they chatted with when they turned on their mobile phone was that Pei Zhengyang said that he would come to pick her up. The strong sense of happiness has not been completely dissipated. How did it become like this?

   Xia Qing stared at the screen of the mobile phone and thought about getting sad. She clicked on the man’s portrait, and the picture of her winning the championship was still there. The little fat guys in my family who were so strong and possessive were also there, but they were in a completely different mood.

  She is a little disgusted with herself, why is it so easy to be calculated, and even the life and death of others has something to do with her, why should she rush forward desperately because of instincts.

  This kind of regret tormented her like a tarsal worm, for a long time Xia Qing mustered up the courage and said to Pei Zhengyang, "Are you asleep?"

  The stone sinks into the ocean.

  Can't help but click on the man's head again, trying to find out something from it, but nothing.

  The sleeping girl Yun Niang turned over in a daze, and muttered, "Qingqing, why are you still asleep? Go to bed."

  Xia Qing replied softly, put down the phone cautiously, looked down at the raging bear in his arms, feeling astringent and uncomfortable.

  I don’t know how long it took. After turning on the phone more than a dozen times, Xia Qing finally made sure that the man would not reply to her news before falling asleep in a daze.

  She is too tired.

  But this night, I slept extremely restlessly.

  In the morning, Xia Qing was not woken up by a raging bear, but the phone under the pillow.

  I slept shallowly, but it shook for a while. The person in his sleep suddenly opened his eyes and hurriedly pulled out the phone, only to find that it was not Pei Zhengyang that returned the message, but Ye Qianli's call.

  Xia Qing glanced at it for less than seven o'clock, and today is the weekend, why did Ye Qianli call her so early? Xia Qing glanced at the child who hadn't woke up, got up hesitantly and went into the bathroom to answer the phone.

   "Qingqing, it's broken, something big happened!" Ye Qianli yelled eagerly over the phone without waiting for Xia Qing's question.

   "What's the matter?" Xia Qing asked with frowning eyebrows.

  Ye Qianli almost cried, "Someone released the video of you and Teacher Jia in the hotel, and it has spread. Those people will scold you indiscriminately, and..."

  Xia Qing heard Ye Qianli's words, and for a moment, she felt as if she had fallen into an ice cellar, trying to calm her voice, "What else?"

"Someone broke that you are the fiancée of the second youngest, saying that you are ambiguous with Dean Jia Junkai just to win the college student medical skills competition, and that Dean Jia went to the medical university for you and will get college student medical skills. The ranking of the competition serves as a reward for Class 02, which is to pave the way for you to enter his personal research room." Ye Qianli was already crying, "The school forum was also posted at five o'clock in the middle of the night, and it has now spread. ..."

   "I see, you don't have to worry about how I will deal with it." Xia Qingzhen didn't know how to say she was so good, let people calculate it like this.

   "But..."

  "Don't panic, the clear ones will clear themselves, not to mention there are two young masters here, right?" Xia Qing interrupted Ye Qianli, quietly soothed and hung up the phone.

   Then he glanced at the message sent last night, but still didn't reply, so he called and waited for a minute without anyone to answer. Xia Qing called Ahai again.

  Ahai seemed to have expected Xia Qing to call, and said directly, "Madam, you can rest assured, we are already processing the online news."

   "Oh." Xia Qing said oh, hesitated for a while, "Where are your two young masters?"

   "Second Young Master? It should be in the study." Ahai didn't think much, and went to work after Xia Qing answered.

  Looking at the hung-up screen, Xia Qing thought about it and decided to go to the study. She didn't want to wake up as soon as she went out, and closed her eyes and cried on the bed.

  Xia Qing hurried forward, "Aunt Yun, give it to me, I'll hug it."

  Hugging Xiongxiong into her arms, Xia Qing murmured and coaxed for a while, the little guy finally opened his eyes and saw his mother, a smile appeared on his face before the tears were dry.

  Xia Qing looked distressed, and pressed her cheek to the little guy’s face, “Baby, it’s all bad for mom, it makes our little baby cry.”

   Yun Niang took a big toy and slapped Xia Qing on her body, "Grandma Yun will help you break your mother. Come, ha, hit again."

After being so teased, the little guy was completely happy, but he was obviously hungry and rubbed Xia Qing on her body. Xia Qing was hit by three kinds of drugs last night. Although she was taken out of the poison, her body was still uncomfortable, and there was no guarantee that there were no residues in it. Toxins can only trick the little guy into drinking milk powder.

  Fortunately, these days, Xiong Xiong has become accustomed to drinking milk powder, coupled with the addition of complementary foods, it is not too troublesome.

  It was eight o'clock when Xia Qing coaxed the little bear and went to find Pei Zhengyang.

Before arriving in the study, she opened the video that Ye Qianli had sent to her first, and then took a look, her face became extremely ugly. The person who exposed the video was obviously a caring person, and deliberately edited the other content in it, leaving only Jia Junkai. The scene of dragging her into the bed.

  But from the video, it is completely invisible that the two were calculated. On the contrary, there is a taste of congeniality and reluctance.

  Especially the look Jia Junkai looked at her in the video. If it were not the person involved, who would have thought that these were fake.

  And such a video was intercepted on the Internet, and then asked to take it out of context, Xia Qing can imagine the consequences.

  But she still can't care about what people on the Internet say, she cares more about what Pei Zhengyang thinks.

  (End of this chapter)