"What?" Zheng Linqi close to listen, but he is closed thin lips, brow locked to sleep.

The car soon arrived at Dijing Bay. Mason helped Pei Jinze up the stairs. Seeing that Zheng Linqi was going to follow him, he said, "Miss Zheng, please stay. Pei Shao didn't speak. I dare not let you go."

Looking at Mason's appearance, Zheng Linqi stopped and played with the beads on the curtain. Her dark eyes turned and she said with a smile, "I'm a four little girl. Please come with Pei Shao. It's so late today. How can you tell me to go back?" Mason recalled that before the dinner, Miss Zheng threw herself in her arms, but Pei Shao didn't refuse. She was just embarrassed. Looking at Zheng Linqi like that, it was really difficult. It was really late. Besides, the superintendent was not easy to offend. He said, "please come to the guest room to have a rest.

"

For fear of being told that she was not reserved, Zheng Linqi knew that she should not get too close, so she went to the guest room in a big way.

Mason breathed a sigh of relief and helped Pei Jinze up the stairs to the second bedroom. He took off his shoes and socks, untied his tie, and adjusted the room temperature before taking a rest downstairs.

Pei Jinze sleeps until midnight. He feels thirsty. He wakes up in a daze. He goes to one side to find water to drink. Unexpectedly, a cup is empty. After drinking too much, he would be thirsty, so he stood up and walked out of the second bedroom wobbly, only to find water to drink in the corridor. But at a glance, he caught a glimpse of the light in the master bedroom, the shadow on the glass window, and his posture was quite curly

. As soon as his throat was tight, the cup in his hand "snapped..." He fell to the ground with a loud voice and pushed open the door after a few steps. The light of the room was shining brightly and brightly, but he was in a trance. He only saw a figure standing under the lattice with black hair hanging down, but he was looking through the book with his head down. In a moment, he even forgot to breathe, and only called out, "Qiao Qiao..."

The person standing under the book grid heard Pei Jinze's voice, and his back was slightly stiff. Looking back, his pink face was full of joy, "Pei Shao..."

It was Zheng Linqi who turned around. Just for a moment, it was like falling from heaven to hell. Pei Jinze felt that his blood was cold all over, and the feeling that was hidden in the deepest part of his body was twisted out just now and stabbed again, so that he could not escape.

His face was full of sadness.

Zheng Linqi looked at Pei Jinze hesitantly coming in, but she laughed and said angrily, "I'm also walking, so I came to this room. How did you come?"

At that time, even if he was hurt by her, he was still reluctant to throw away her books. Instead, he asked Zhou Ruming to pick them up and bring them back.

Pei Jinze looked at the books on the lattice were turned disorderly, eyes a dark, cold voice asked, "who allow you to move these things?"

Zheng Linqi glanced askance at Pei Jinze with a smile, "just a few old textbooks. I think that old radio should have been eliminated long ago, and the paint on it has fallen off a lot. It's nothing rare."

This sentence almost touched his scales, he turned back, do not want to drink, "roll."

Zheng Linqi was stunned. She looked at Pei Jinze's straight back. Her face turned from red to pale, and then from pale to black. Her voice was sharp, "what do you say?"

Pei Jinze turns around and looks at Zheng Linqi. The bright light on his head shines on his eyes, but it's as cold as a sword. He says angrily, "get out of here right now. You're not qualified to stand here. Get out - do you hear me clearly?"

Zheng Linqi is also a bit of backbone, straight hate gnashing teeth said, "Pei Jinze, you don't regret it!" He turned his head, slammed the door and left, waking Mason up. He had to send the man away himself and rushed upstairs when he came back. However, he saw that the door of the master bedroom had been locked. He only knocked outside for a long time, but there was still no sound in the door.

Mason sighed and put his hand down.

The next morning, Shen zuige heard that Zheng Linqi was driven out of dijingwan overnight. At that time, he was holding a piece of bread in his mouth. When he heard that, the bread "snapped..." I dropped it on the table. Although boss Pei is the only one in Hong Kong City, he is a merchant family, not comparable to police sergeant Zheng's influence in the political arena. At some point, they are also dignified people. When their spoiled daughter is swept out of the house, how can boss Pei be so capable?

So he changed his fancy clothes and drove a racing car to Dijing Bay.

Pei Jinze is still in a hangover. With last night's lesson, Mason says he won't go upstairs to disturb him.

Shen Si Shao is not short of money and time. What he lacks is patience. He looks forward to his family coming down, but he goes downstairs in a suit and shoes and with a calm face.

Shen zuige almost bounced up. Seeing his eyebrow color unchanged, he ran to him and waved his hand. He doubted, "brother, are you ok?"

Mason timely reminded him, "Pei Shao has been making overseas phone calls with customers in the early morning."

Shen zuige eyebrows a pick, "then why do you tell me he is still hangover?"

But Mason was perfectly right. "Why should I tell you the truth?"Shen zuige was speechless. He followed Pei Jinze to the restaurant. Seeing that he was cold, he touched his chin and asked tentatively, "brother, Miss Zheng last night --"

he just listened to "whew..." Shen Jinge yelled, "Mom --"

and then the knife and fork fell to the ground.

Shen zuige was shocked, but he turned around and saw the culprit's face was heavy. "Next time I'm going to provoke a messy woman, what I'm going to fight is bullets!"

Shen's favorite song, "..."

Just then, Mason interrupted, "Pei Shao, it's chief Xiao calling."

Pei Jinze wiped his hands and walked to the living room.

As soon as I picked up the phone, before I heard Xiao Jingran's voice, I listened to Zhengying's voice, "uncle, I miss you."

Three year old Xiao Zhengying is the daughter of Xiao Jingran and Chu Jun.

Pei Jinze's cold eyes slowly softened and said in a low voice, "Zhengying, have you received the puppet that my uncle sent you?"

"Got it." The little girl in the box said according to her father's instructions.

"Do you like it?" He raised the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

"Like --"

after a few words, Xiao Jingran took the microphone and said, "you will spoil her."

"It doesn't matter. My daughter should be rich." He also wants to have a daughter of his own, to be pampered in the palm of his hand.

"It's Zhengying's birthday in a few days. Won't you come this year?" Xiao Jingran hesitated for a long time, or asked in his wife's eyes. In exchange for a moment of silence.