After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

In the past 27 years, Xia Qing never imagined that one day someone would hire him to be a confinement lady.

This is simply an insult to a genius doctor.

But after a minute of silence, Xia Qing looked up, "I need time to think about it."

The foundation of the original owner's body was destroyed, and he needed a good rest. The Lin family was obviously not a place to support the body, but the Pei family was different.

For the sake of the child, the Pei family would never scold her.

Especially after last night, when Li's mother and daughter calm down from the ghostly panic she created, they will definitely fight back and take revenge.

She wasn't afraid to fight them, but not now.

"Okay, I look forward to Miss Lin's reply." Seeing the slackness on Lin Xiaqing's face, Pei Zhengyang had a guess in his heart. The handsome face softened a bit, and it became more and more provocative, but it was slightly pale, and she was a sick beauty.

It was not the first time Xia Qing had seen it, but he was still amazed.

Looking at such a face every day, will it really prolong life?

This kind of reverie flashed in his heart, Xia Qing hurriedly returned to his senses, and Yu Guang had time to observe Pei Zhengyang's study.

In the room with a sense of age, the decoration is very elegant, but these are not the point. Xia Qing found that all the objects in Pei Zhengyang's study are symmetrical, even if they are not symmetrical, they are arranged in order of size.

OCD?

No wonder.

At the beginning, she was allowed to let her have such a broad way. It turned out to be obsessive-compulsive disorder.

When Xia Qing left the room, Ah Hai said strangely, "Why does the young master like Miss Lin so much?"

"Maybe I'm sick too." Pei Zhengyang flashed the pair of plump and symmetrical fair-skinned people in his mind, and cursed in a low voice.

Ah Hai, "..."

He didn't check just now that their young master was healthy, how could he be sick if he developed well.

"Obsessive-compulsive disorder is also a disease." Pei Zhengyang dropped such a sentence, and left the study.

Ah Hai, "?"

Can the boss speak human words? How old is the young master, how can he have obsessive-compulsive disorder? Besides, it's not hereditary!

...

Xia Qing had lunch at the Pei's old house.

The old man is old, the dishes are light, and there are a lot of medicated diets. The chicken soup stew is golden in color and rich in fragrance. Xia Qing eats it very happily.

Although Mr. Pei was dissatisfied with the marriage with the Lin family, he did not take his anger on Xia Qing. He had a gentle attitude and was a good elder.

It's just that Xia Qing knew that the Pei's family was troubled by internal and external troubles, and there has been no major turmoil. It all depends on the spirited old man in front of him.

After lunch, Xia Qing went upstairs to excuse the nanny and Yuesao to eat, and spread the people to feed the little guy quickly.

The little man was in a good mood, and stayed beside her obediently.

This ease was something that Xia Qing, who had undergone surgery in the last life and was always like a war, had never experienced it. It was the first time since his rebirth that he felt relaxed.

But this rare comfort didn't last long when the phone in her bag called arrogantly, for fear of waking up the baby, Xia Qing hung up directly.

He didn't stop there, and continued to fight.

Xia Qing glanced at the child and quietly left the room, just as the nurse came in, "Sister Zhang, I'm going to answer the phone."

After finding a quiet corner, Xia Qing answered the phone.

"You are getting more and more ignorant! You dare to hang up my phone and cause your aunt and Xiaoran to not even come to the hospital. How could I, Lin Guofu, raise a cold-blooded thing like you! You are limited to thirty Immediately roll me over to sincere love in minutes." Lin Guofu hung up the phone with a snap.

Xia Qing didn't have time to speak. Hearing the sound of Dudu hanging up, the corners of his lips curled into a sneer. It seemed that the mother and daughter of the Li family were not less likely to sow discord behind their backs.

to the hospital? OK, hehe.