Author: Thirteen pure onesMachine Translation
After thinking for a while, Ji Baoyu said, “look at you. Why didn’t you say earlier that we were going to have a company dinner? I’ve already prepared all the dishes that you like. Why don’t you take a leave of absence and come back for dinner today? ”
Xia Ling packed her things, and her colleagues called her to join them.
As she answered, Xia Ling said into the phone, “mom, I ran into Pei Luo today. Pei Luo is going to treat us to dinner tonight. About Xia Yue… I’m going to talk to him about it and see if he can help us get Xiao Yue to undergo surgery as soon as possible. ”
“Oh… ” Ji Baoyu replied.
Wang Jia, who was standing at the side, looked terrible when he heard Pei Luo.
When Xia Ling hung up the phone with Ji Baoyu, Wang Jia also heard the whole story. He knew that Xia Ling stayed at Pei Luo’s dinner for Xia Yue.
However..
With Xia Yue’s relationship, who could say that Xia Ling and Pei Luo could not be together just because they were together?
Ji Baoyu looked at Wang Jia and opened her mouth, but she did not say anything.
Caught in the middle, she was trying to persuade Wang Jia.
Xia Ling had no intention of persuading Wang Jia, so she could not persuade Wang Jia to keep hope in his heart. However, if she didn’t persuade Wang Jia, Ji Baoyu would feel even more guilty seeing how miserable Wang Jia was.
Ding Ding
Wang Jia’s phone rang.
This call saved Wang Jia and JI Baoyu.
Wang Jia frowned when he saw the number, but he still picked it up.
“Hello? What’s the matter? ”
On the other side of the phone, the woman looked delicate and weak.
“brother Wang, I’m pregnant. It’s probably last time… ”
Wang Jia covered his phone in panic and hung up the phone, quickly calming down.
“Aunt Ji, I have something to do here. If lingling doesn’t come back, I’ll leave first. ”
“okay, go ahead. ” Ji Baoyu didn’t hear anything, and her expression was very normal.
Wang Jia looked at her and didn’t find anything out of the ordinary. Only then did he leave with relief.
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In the hotel, Pei Luo booked a big table that could accommodate everyone in his company.
With Pei Luo around, and A, B, C, D who deliberately wanted to flatter him, the entire dining atmosphere was very lively.
Xia Ling stayed in a corner silently. When she was mentioned, she would say a few words, and the rest of the time, she believed that silence was gold.
After eating and drinking, she moved to the KTV.
Even the largest private room in the KTV could not accommodate them, so Pei Luo booked two big bags.
After one night, director Lin also understood that Pei Luo liked Xia ling. His gaze unconsciously drifted to Xia Ling and saw what Xia Ling liked to eat. He deliberately turned the table and sent the dishes to Xia Ling.
Director Lin ordered Xia Ling and a few other lively people to share a private room with them.
A group of people sang together, and there were some who warmed up the scene.
At some point, Pei Luo sat next to Xia Ling.
“Aren’t you going to order a song? ” He turned his face to look at her.
The lights in the private room were dim.
Under such light, the woman’s face was fair and smooth, and no matter how one looked at her, she was extraordinarily beautiful.
It was hard to imagine that she had not been married for four years. Besides Wang Jia, there was no one else to pursue her?
Four years ago, they worked in the same company. At that time, Xia Ling was very good-looking, but she was always timid and bullied like a shadow.
Four years had passed, and she had changed a lot. By relying on her own strength, she had become the vice president.
Pei Luo believed that if Wang Juan and the others were still in front of her, Xia Ling would definitely make them submit to her.
He really liked her.
When he was abroad, he had been thinking about it. When he returned to China, he was even more reluctant to let it go after he found out that she had given birth to his son.
“I don’t want to sing, and I don’t know how. ” Xia Ling looked at Pei Luo.
Pei Luo came to work in a silver-gray business suit. He was also dressed very formally.
