Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Under their gazes, Xia Ling walked into Feng Kun’s office.
Feng Kun was already waiting for her in his office. When he saw her walking in, he quickly rushed forward to support her as she walked towards a soft sofa to sit down. He also took two cushions and placed them at her waist.
He carefully looked at her and realized that she was much frailer, paler, and thinner than before. It broke his heart.
Feng Kun said, “Xiao Ling, you have suffered during this time.”
Xia Ling shook her head and forced a smile. “For my child, any suffering is worth it.”
Feng Kun asked, “Is it true that Pei Ziheng found out about the identity of the child?” He looked for Senior Zhang, and Senior Zhang said that some time ago, Xia Ling was given abortion medicine.
Under Pei Ziheng’s care, how could such a careless mistake happen to Xia Ling?
Feng Kun guessed that perhaps Pei Ziheng was the one who did it.
Sure enough, after hesitating, Xia Ling nodded and told him everything about what happened some time ago.
Although the situation was in the past, Feng Kun still shuddered with fear as he listened to her story. He sympathized with Xiao Ling and resented Pei Ziheng more. “That beast! How could he do such an inhumane thing?! The child is not his, so he doesn’t have the right to make the decision for you at all! What he did was a violation of human rights!”
“How can I talk about ethics with Pei Ziheng?” Xia Ling lamented bitterly.
Feng Kun also knew that he was too emotional. He could not solve the problem by adding fuel to the fire. Forcing himself to calm down, he started talking to Xia Ling again. “Yes, don’t waste your breath on that beast. You have to take care of yourself.”
He asked Xia Ling again, “Did you not have a proper meal for these two days?”
Xia Ling was slightly startled. “How did you know?”
Feng Kun said, “That’s why I told you to come today.”
He turned around and took out a thermal box from the storage cabinet which contained a steaming hot meal. “This is a meal I made myself. I don’t know if it suits your tastebuds. Try some.”
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Xia Ling was surprised to see it and was moved. “Why would you suddenly think of cooking for me?”
Feng Kun said, “You haven’t visited the company for some time, and I can only find out about you through Chu Chen and Pei Ziheng. But I can’t trust them. Thus, I went to the hospital yesterday to look for Senior Zhang, and he told me that you did not dare to eat anything from Pei Ziheng’s house. So, I thought that I should cook for you.”
After listening to him, Xia Ling was even more moved. She felt that the most worthwhile thing that she did in her past life was making a friend like Feng Kun. She sniffed as she lowered her head to look at the food. It was a meatball and vegetable porridge that was easy to digest. Just looking at it made her eager to eat it.
Feng Kun said, “If you like it, you can come to the company every day to eat it in the future. I will bring it every day for you.”
Xia Ling nodded. “Ok.”
Once the porridge entered her mouth, it exploded with flavor. It was so delicious that she could not stop. She had not eaten such a delicious and nutritious meal for a long time. Soon, she finished it all, her stomach finally more comfortable as the feeling of hunger weakened.
After she finished her meal, she smiled at Feng Kun. “Thank you.”
Feng Kun also smiled warmly. “We’ve known each other for so many years, why are you being so polite?” He also asked her, “Is it delicious? What do you think? Does it need any improvement?”
Xia Ling replied, “It’s very good. How strange…”
Suddenly, she hesitated.
“What’s strange?” Feng Kun carefully concealed a trace of tension on his face.
Xia Ling said, “I rarely eat the food you cook. However, I don’t know why I feel that this taste is rather familiar. It’s very… sincere.” Xia Ling was silent for a moment before smiling. “Perhaps it’s because we’ve known each other for too long.”
Only then did Feng Kun sigh in relief.
“We’re good friends!” He said.
He got up, cleared the lunch box on the table, and poured a cup of warm water for her to drink. However, in his heart, he thought, How risky. Luckily, she didn’t find out. How could it be possible that he made that meal? It was obviously Li Lei who sent it over after begging him to give it to Xia Ling to eat.
Li Lei had always been concerned about her condition.
Yesterday, the one who went to Hua Xin Women and Children’s Hospital to look for Senior Zhang was not Feng Kun but Li Lei. Senior Zhang listened to his intentions and generally knew that he was the child’s biological father. Although he could not tell him the identity of the child, he revealed that Xia Ling was having difficulties eating well.
Li Lei was very distressed.
He did not know that she had been given an abortion drug and only thought she was not eating well because she felt too sick during her pregnancy. He spent a lot of effort cooking a meal for her and asked Feng Kun to deliver it to her.
He was afraid that she would refuse to eat it after finding out that the food was made by him. Thus, Li Lei did not even dare to use his frequently used ingredients and worked hard to especially learn new dishes. He even convinced Feng Kun that it would be best if Xiao Ling ate all three meals a day provided by him. He had especially cooked the dishes after consulting a dietitian to fit the needs of a pregnant woman.
Feng Kun’s feelings were very complicated when he asked Li Lei, “Xiao Ling is pregnant with someone else’s child. Aren’t you resentful?”
Li Lei’s expression darkened, and he was quiet for a long time before finally saying, “No matter what, I hope that she lives well.”
Perhaps Xiao Ling will never know the things Li Lei did for her. Feng Kun could not help but sigh. Their relationship was so difficult. If only Pei Ziheng did not meddle in their romance.
If Xiao Ling met Li Lei from the start, would everything be different?
Unfortunately, that did not happen.
From that day onwards, Xia Ling wanted to look for Feng Kun every day to eat.
However, Pei Ziheng did not allow her to do so. She was his woman, so she had to accompany him for breakfast every day and wait for him to come back for dinner every night to eat with him. This was a rule.
Xia Ling could not eat Nanny Zhou’s cooking. This was perhaps a psychological rejection. Sometimes, she would feel sick after eating a bite and vomit it out like when she had just gotten pregnant. However, even so, Pei Ziheng refused to let her leave the dining table. He instructed Nanny Zhou to give her a glass of water and made her wait at the table for him to finish eating.
This man had a calm madness when he was being cruel.
As Xia Ling was concerned about her baby, she did not dare to be stubborn. In the morning, she would swallow insult and humiliation silently as she accompanied him for breakfast and would sit in the car together to Imperial Entertainment. After that, she would look for Feng Kun to eat her portion of breakfast.
In the evening, she would also eat some food in Feng Kun’s office before going home. Then, she would continue to endure Pei Ziheng’s presence without protest as he ate dinner. Sometimes at night, she would feel hungry and would eat a few packets of biscuits she kept in a small cabinet that she had the key for.
Pei Ziheng knew what was going on but was not calculative about it.
His mind was focused on something else. Very soon, the seventh day of the seventh month would be here.
On that day, in the early morning, the sky was clear and cloudless. Bright sunlight sprinkled on the luxurious bed in the villa through the floor-to-ceiling windows as Pei Ziheng got up from the bed and pointed to a beautiful package of clothing at the bedside. He said to Xia Ling, “Wear it. We’re going to get the marriage certificate.”
