After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

  Chapter 570 The hidden button under the suitcase

  This recognition makes Pei Zhengyang happy and painful.

  I am happy that he has finally figured out this after so long, and the pain is because it is still too late.

Too late.

  The few people in the restaurant looked at Pei Zhengyang's unpredictable expressions, and were afraid to speak for a while. The chef didn't even know that his sentence was irritating to the two young masters.

   "Dad...Bab Bab Bab Baba..."

Because of Pei Zhengyang, the restaurant was very quiet, and everyone did not know what to do. Xiongxiong reached out and grabbed a handful of melted beans specially made for him by the kitchen, and stuffed it into his mouth. The more he ate, the happier he was. Finally, he simply shook his petite father and father. Called.

  It's just that at the beginning, my dad will become a babble. The happy look makes people who are nervous more nervous, for fear that the little guy will be angry.

  Pei Zhengyang was stunned by his son's shouts. Seeing the tense expressions, he realized that he was a bit gaffe, and waved to the chef, "Go on."

  The chef, with a sweat on his forehead, was instantly pardoned. He tried his best to restrain his urge to trot and went back to the kitchen.

Pei Hao sat behind Xiao Xiong Xiong, trying to reduce his sense of existence. It was terrible. This enchanting evildoer was terrible. For a moment, he thought that Satan was coming, and the temperature in the entire restaurant dropped sharply, making him shy away, and the heating was sufficient. My room just got goose bumps.

  It happened that the bear in front of him was completely unafraid of the enchanting aura. He stretched out his hand and continued to stuff his mouth with melted beans. From time to time, he shook a few times because he was too happy to eat, and then called Dad a few times.

  Pei Hao gave his nephew a thumbs up in his heart, but he is the son of the evildoer.

   "Are you okay?" The old man looked at his grandson's pale face, a little worried.

   "It's okay." Pei Zhengyang had already recovered his mind, and replied faintly, but his voice was hoarse.

  The old man couldn't ask anything when he saw this. He sighed lightly in his heart, really committing a crime.

  Pei Zhengyang ignored the old man and looked up at his son's mouthful of Rongdou. He looked very happy, and the hard lines at the corners of his mouth became softer, "What kind of food is he?"

   "Huh? Oh, oh, Xiongxiong, you can't eat like this." Yun Niang was so frightened by the second young master's expression that she would react and rush to stop the little guy.

  But this bad guy not only failed to converge, but ate happily. The corners of his mouth were full of pink mellow okara. Pei Zhengyang looked at it and twisted his eyebrows, and then stood up.

  Pei Zhengyang frightened a lot of people together. Everyone immediately became vigilant. They didn’t know what the second youngest was going to do, but he turned around and walked to the side of Pei Hao, "You, let me."

  Pei Hao, who tried to reduce his sense of presence, immediately moved aside his bowl and chopsticks.

  Pei Zhengyang sat next to Xiongxiong, drew a wet wipe and carefully wiped off the dust on the corners of the little guy’s mouth and cheeks, and then took the small bowl in Yunniang’s hand, “I’ll feed him.”

Yunniang handed the spoon to Pei Zhengyang in a daze, and saw that the second young master, who was too beautiful on weekdays, always brought a bit of inhumane scent of fireworks, took a spoonful of pumpkin porridge, and blew it gently like she was feeding the raging bear. Blow, to the naughty little baby, "Buzzy open your mouth, ah."

  The little guy is now in the delicious month. Seeing his father feed himself, he immediately opened his mouth and bit the soft spoon, eating very happily.

  After eating, he wanted to reach out and grab the spoon by himself. Pei Zhengyang avoided his little claws and continued to feed.

  Everyone sees this, the atmosphere finally relaxes, and they start to move their chopsticks.

Pei Hao is far away from Pei Zhengyang and his son. Seeing Pei Zhengyang like this, he is more frightened. Thinking about the chef just saying that Xia Qing has cooked for him, he is almost out of control in grief and can't help thinking. Is love really so terrible?

   then shook his head. It’s definitely not love scary, but this evildoer is too crazy, isn’t it just a woman? His father has so many small three and small four, and he has never seen him become so crazy because of any one.

  It’s just a complaint, but he doesn't say it.

  Pei Zhengyang finished feeding the raging bear, and he simply ate a little, and did not rush back to the study, but played with the little guy.

  Since he wants to bring raging together, he must establish an intimate relationship with the little guy in the shortest possible time, so that he can take care of him on the road.

And after contacting the little guy, Pei Zhengyang discovered that although the child is small, he has a keen perception of emotions. The adult's emotions can quickly infect the little guy. Therefore, in order to ensure that it does not affect the raging emotions, Pei Zhengyang is accompanying the little guy. When I try to mobilize my emotions.

  The father and son get along very harmoniously throughout the afternoon.

  Waiting for the little guy to go to rest when he got tired of playing, Pei Zhengyang entered the study and asked Ahai to open several boxes together.

Although Mr. Xia has a bad temper, he does things very meticulously. He classified all things from Qingqing elementary school to university and after graduation.

  This is very helpful for Pei Zhengyang to check.

It’s just three big boxes, but in fact, there are very few items that really belong to Qingqing’s personalization. Most of them are the books she has used and the awards she has won. She doesn’t even have the most favorite notepad for little girls. There are many. They are all study notes.

  From these things, Pei Zhengyang can see that Qingqing's growth trajectory is indeed lackluster. When he arrived at university, because at Yale, Xia Qing had even fewer things.

  But there are quite a few after graduation.

After Pei Zhengyang looked at the other boxes, his gaze fell on Xia Qing’s belongings in Cheng Ai’s years, probably because of post-death reasons. Although the old man had a hard mouth, he actually collected a lot of Qingqing’s items at that time. When I looked at it, his eyes fell on a familiar box, and his face changed slightly.

  If he remembers correctly, this box was given to Qingqing by Jia Junkai before they returned to Yanjing and asked Qingqing to bring it to Grandpa Xia.

  The beautiful brows frowned slightly, and he stretched out his hand to take out the small suitcase and open it. He wanted to see what Jia Junkai brought to Grandpa Xia at the time.

  It turned out to be all kinds of trophies and pennants. I was a little startled. Jia Junkai made a special trip and it was troublesome to clear it up. Is it just to bring these to Grandpa Xia?

  He felt a strange feeling in his heart, and why didn’t he give it to Grandpa Xia himself?

   Reached out and gently rubbed the trophies that he took out. These were all honors of Qing Qing, and belonged to Qing Qing's life that he had not witnessed.

  Pei Zhengyang feels very complicated, checking one by one, and these trophies and pennants made his investigative Qingqing's life on information become three-dimensional.

Just putting down the last piece, Pei Zhengyang didn't see anything from it. He was about to close the suitcase, but he saw a black hidden button on the suitcase. There was only one, and it almost blended with the black-bottomed suitcase. Others might not at all. I noticed, but for his obsessive-compulsive disorder, it seems very abrupt and intolerable.

  Pei Zhengyang was taken aback for a moment, his brows frowned, "Ahai."

   "Second Young Master, I am here."

  Pei Zhengyang stretched out his hand to pull out the black hidden button, "Check."

  With a vaguely suppressed anger, Ah Hai quickly took over to check.

  (End of this chapter)