Master Pei's Wife is a Devil Concubine Chapter 1124

  At that time, the head of the family was not there, the masters of the Pei family were not there, Ms. Du was not there, and Pei Qingshen was not there either.

   The servants were confused and didn't know what to do, but Su Ji carried her mother back to the bed without saying a word, ordered the servants to boil water, throw towels, and open the windows to let the air circulate.

  With a few crisp words, all the servants who looked like headless chickens were mobilized.

  Wu Ma looked at Madam lying on the bed, biting her lip so as not to let her tears fall, especially at this time, she had to stabilize herself and not cause trouble to the eldest lady.

  Beside the bed, Su Ji felt Xu Mingzhi's pulse.

  A servant asked, "Third wife, do you want to call a doctor?"

  Su Ji remained silent.

   Then someone asked again, "Do you want to tell the third master?"

  Su Ji remained silent.

   Mama Wu dismissed those people and told them to go about their own business. Don't hang around here to disturb the eldest lady to check her pulse.

  Xu Mingzhi's pulse condition was weaker than yesterday, deteriorating rapidly like Waterloo.

   Two days before the wedding, Xu Mingzhi fainted.

  The words that questioned Pei Huai that day lingered in Su Ji's mind, and he couldn't get rid of anything.

  —"Why ask for an early wedding?? Are you afraid she won't see her daughter's wedding?? You don't think she'll even live until then???"

  The last treasure needed for the ceremony would not come back until the wedding day at the earliest. Su Ji's hand on the bedside was turning white due to exertion.

  She knew that no medicine could solve Xu Mingzhi's current physical condition, but she still prescribed the medicine.

  Fried it myself, asked Mama Wu to help, and she gave it to Xu Mingzhi who was in a coma.

  The sun rose in the east and set in the west. For a whole day, Su Ji stood by Xu Mingzhi's bed without saying a word.

  The originally agreed wedding rehearsal also released pigeons, so she only stayed with Xu Mingzhi.

  Did not go back to the room at night. Uncle He said that the young lady and the young master were crying to find Mommy, but Su Ji remained unmoved.

   After a night.

  The sun rises early in midsummer, at around 4:00 in the morning, the foggy sun rises from the east, Xing Xu knows that he feels like he has slept for a century.

   Eyelids were heavy as if two stones had fallen, and her mind was filled with lead, and she had only one thought, she hadn't seen her daughter's wedding yet...

  His hand was pulled out from the quilt, and he touched the head of the bed. When he got the phone, his fingers lost strength.

   With a "click", the phone fell to the ground, and the girl who fell asleep on her quilt straightened up at the same time.

  Su Ji and Xu Mingzhi looked at each other, and were a little confused for a moment.

  Xu Mingzhi saw his daughter who had been staying by his bed, while Su Ji saw his mother who finally woke up.

  Su Ji's nose became sore all of a sudden, because Ms. Xu's eyelids were folded into three or four layers.

  Xu Mingzhi held her daughter's hand, she couldn't see her crying.

  Su Ji pursed his lips tightly, and forced himself to hold back the tears.

  Hearing her mother's voice, she asked herself weakly, “What's the date today?”

  Su Ji knew what she was worried about, "You've been in a coma all day, and the wedding is tomorrow."

  Xu Mingzhi closed his eyes in relief.

   She is so tired.

  In this life, in her previous life, even if she had been betting on darts for a month, even if the group went public for 48 hours without closing her eyes, she never felt so tired.

  I really want to just fall asleep like this, and if I want to hold on, I really need a strong willpower that is extremely contrary to the laws of nature.

  Su Ji leaned down and kissed her trembling eyelids.

  Speaking, the voice is soft, but extremely solemn, "Wait for me one more day, just one day."

   "Wait until the wedding is over."

   "If it really doesn't work, I will let you go..."

  Hot drops of water hit the corners of Xu Mingzhi's eyes, mixed with hers, and slid down his cheeks.

  Xu Mingzhi's lips trembled, then tightened, and then loosened. She stabilized her emotions and could only say one word, "Okay."

  Your wedding cannot be complete without seeing your daughter.

  She can't rest in peace even if she dies...

  In the morning, Wang Yi came to Pei's house to give a USB flash drive, which contained the video material that will be played at tomorrow's wedding.

  Du Meilan asked Wang Yi's friend to help optimize the special effects.

  Slavic opened the door for him, and Wang Yi keenly sensed that the atmosphere in Pei's family was different today.

  Ask what is the reason, Slav shook his head sadly, "Ms. Xu's condition is not very good..."

  Hearing this news, Wang Yi also felt heavy in his heart.

  New life comes, lively and enthusiastic, but at the same time, some people are getting old, like some kind of sick energy conservation.

  Wang Yi didn't know Bian Guanshi, so he could only think of a very old TV series - "Pawnshop No. 8".

   "In that case, I won't go in," Wang Yi nodded with discernment, "Please trouble the housekeeper to help me deliver the things to your wife."

   Slav took over, "Don't worry, Young Master Wang."

  The door closed in front of him, Wang Yi stood there for a while, then turned and left.

  But just as he turned his head, his expression was startled, and the person opposite him was obviously also startled, and then he smiled, "Xiao Yi."

  Wang Yi frowned upon hearing the elegant and deep voice.

   I haven't seen him for more than half a year. Pei Shizhan looks a little more haggard than when he was in the Chinese New Year, but his clothes are still neat.

  Two subordinates followed behind him, holding a gift box in their hands, which seemed to be a gift for tomorrow's wedding.

   It doesn't seem like the kind of thing that is expensive at first glance, but it must be very textured.

   "Tomorrow's wedding, did Ms. Du invite you?" Wang Yi was stunned when she asked.

   Listen to this sour tone.

  He is a dignified senior researcher in a state-owned enterprise, why does he speak like the vicious male partner in a novel when he sees Pei Shizhan?

  Pei Shizhan looked at him, his eyes deep and calm, "These are gifts from me to my little daughter-in-law, and I will leave as soon as they are delivered."

  The more calm and tolerant he is, the more disadvantaged Wang Yi will be.

   After all, you are twenty years younger, so you can't hold your breath?

  Wang Yi closed his eyes, and told himself in his heart that he should be more generous than that man, and not let him read the joke.

  But the next second he raised his eyes, and he still spoke eagerly, "Then you can put down the gift now and leave!"

  Pei Shizhan, "..."

  Wang Yi, “…”

  Looking at Wang Yi who was full of hostility towards him, Pei Shizhan's expression changed slightly.

  Wang Yi was frustrated and even more involuntarily angry.

   What made him frustrated and angry was not Pei Shizhan, nor even what he had done. All along, it was Pei Shizhan's always calm attitude that made Wang Yi most upset!

He handed over all his shares, went out of the house, gave up his life's career, made his crimes public, accepted the lingering of public opinion, and accepted his reputation being discredited... But all of this was not enough to relieve his anger, just because he was too Take it easy!

  His words of no love ruined Du Meilan's lifelong happiness, but did not let her have an outlet to vent.

What Du Meilan wanted was never a decent divorce. What she needed was his hysterical crying and repentance for losing everything. She wanted to love and hate like the heroine of "Gone with the Wind", and even act recklessly. She had to give him a slap in the face before she could truly swallow the breath she had held for more than forty years.

  But Pei Shizhan's apology was too timely, and the compensation he made was far beyond secular judgment.

   Du Meilan no longer has a critical position.

  Wang Yi feels the same about this point.

  Even if he could see a trace of regret from the man's face, it would be a huge compensation for Ms. Du's heart, but Wang Yi couldn't see it, and even the thorny provocations in his words many times, didn't see the man's hesitation in his heart.

  But just before Wang Yi's mentality collapsed, he suddenly heard a voice from above his head, with a kind of indifference that made him very strange.

   "Xiao Yi," Pei Shizhan asked, "I seem to be very concerned about my Pei family's affairs recently?"

  Wang Yi looked at him, his pupils constricted.

This is it!

  When he said this, the momentary hostility in his eyes was what Wang Yi wanted!

  The moment Wang Yi captured that emotion, his disadvantaged situation has quietly reversed, "I don't care about the Pei family, but I care about Ms. Du."

He thought that his provocation was ineffective, which meant that Pei Shizhan had never loved Du Meilan in the past few decades, and that would be the most desperate fact for Du Meilan. Just know, that's not the case!

  Pei Shizhan was still looking at him, apparently not expecting to be so straightforward.

   Pei Shizhan himself was unfamiliar with this feeling.

   "You and Ms. Du are already divorced, but she is the one who is taking care of everything in the Pei family. Tomorrow's wedding, you think about it today," Wang Yi asked, "Is this fair to her?"

  Pei Shizhan said in a heavy tone, "It's not that I don't want to come back."

  Wang Yi, "Then you want to bring that woman back with you?"

   Caught the opening, he completely gained the upper hand.

  His reminder made Pei Shizhan speechless.

  The subordinates behind him also looked at each other with complicated expressions.

  Wang Yi continued, "For tomorrow's wedding, Ms. Du has been busy for several months. Everyone is looking forward to tomorrow's day. Please don't show up at this time, Mr. Pei, to cause trouble for everyone!"

  Wang Yi has always been a practical man. He has never felt that his eloquence is as good as it is now.

  He even saw a little man standing obliquely above him. While he was talking, the little man applauded him.

   Finally, I can express my anger for Du Meilan once!

"Maybe my words are a bit harsh," Wang Yi said with a sigh of relief, "but the people who will be happy to see you are indeed not here. Compared with you who have already started another family, Ms. Du is more like the Pei family. Since you have already A decision has been made, and I hope you will be more straightforward and withdraw completely."

   "Please go back, I will pass on the gift for you."

   After a few sentences, Wang Yi's eloquence was overwhelming.

  And Pei Shizhan's expression showed loneliness and forbearance several times.

   It's so satisfying!

  Finally, Pei Shizhan didn't insist anymore, he nodded, "I believe Xiaoyi is a human being, so please help Xiaoyi pass it on."

  After he finished speaking, his subordinates handed over the gift box, and Wang Yi received it in his hand without saying a word, his tense expression never relaxing from the beginning to the end.

  Pei Shizhan was silent for a moment, then turned and left.

  The 17-hour flight rushed back to China, but in the end I couldn't even enter the house.

  The car drove away, and the sound of the engine disappeared at the end of the corridor in the villa area.

  Wang Yi then lowered his head and looked at the three boxes of gifts in his hand.

   After hesitating for a minute, he walked to the trash can.

  When the first box of presents is thrown into the trash can, the feeling of guilt arises spontaneously.

  In any case, this is also Huaihuai's father's wish, although he can be sure that no one, whether it is Huaihuai or Ms. Du, will not be upset when they see these gifts.

   He gritted his molars, and threw the second box of presents in.

   But when he looked at the third largest box of presents, Pei Shizhan's last words began to ring in his ears.

  —"I believe that Xiaoyi is a human being, so please help Xiaoyi pass it on."

  Damn it, he knew he might throw it away, so he said that on purpose?

  Hovering over the trash can with the hand holding the gift box, Wang Yi was tangled to death.

   I promised to help pass it on, but now I will throw it into the trash can if I change hands, isn't it too despicable?

  Obviously no one is allowed to enter the house, and they still have to throw away their gifts...

  Wang Yi folded his fingers one by one, finally bowed his head, sighed, and retracted his hands—

  However, at this moment, the gift box in his hand was suddenly taken away from behind. Wang Yi froze and turned around quickly, thinking about how to explain his behavior at this moment.

  Then the next moment, he saw Su Ji.

  The girl was copying the pocket of her home pants with one hand, and the gift box with the other.

  Wang Yi was ashamed to death, this gift was given to Su Ji by Pei Shizhan, even if he had ten thousand reasons, why should he throw away other people's gifts?

  Then just before he was about to tell everything and admit his despicable behavior, he saw Su Ji lightly raised his hand, a beautiful parabola, and the last box also fell steadily into the trash can behind him.

  He turned his head and blinked at the box already lying in the trash can with a dazed face.

  Su Ji clapped her hands unhurriedly, and said, "Don't throw it away, save it for the New Year?"

  That night, Pei Huai came back a few hours earlier than expected.

  It seemed that she had a premonition, and guessed that his wife had missed the half-day wedding rehearsal.

  It was eight o'clock in the evening when he arrived home. One of the first things Su Ji saw him was to ask him about the auction.

  Pei Huai was somewhat sad, "Your husband hasn't closed his eyes for more than 36 hours, are you sure you don't care?"

  Su Ji, "As long as the matter is done, I can repay you in any way!"

"What did you say?" Pei Huai looked at his wife, paused Shaoqing, and couldn't bear to trouble her again. He hugged her into his arms and breathed a sigh of relief. I'll be there too, the auspicious time is in the afternoon, and I'll be with you."

  Su Jihui hugged his arm and tightened it bit by bit, buried his face on his shoulder, his eyes were extremely firm.

   Still caught up.

  Pei Huai will never let her down.

  Tomorrow will be the most important day of her life, in every sense of the word.

  Whether the daughter is the successor of spiritual power or not depends only on the success of the legendary ceremony, and whether they can exchange for Ms. Xu's Yangshou. All the answers can only be revealed tomorrow.

  The afternoon wedding is almost over, and the ceremony will be after the wedding.

  In addition to the influence of auspicious time on the success probability of the ceremony, Su Ji also wants her mother to watch her entire wedding. Anyway, that is her mother's biggest dream.

   And Pei Huai also agreed to set the ceremony after the wedding, because he wanted to give his wife the most perfect wedding...

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