After Mr. Pei Marries An Overweight Lady

Xia Qing was more surprised than Ah Hai when he received the weight loss plan given by Pei Zhengyang.

The plan was detailed and thoughtful, even more meticulous and cautious than her, and even took into account her postpartum physical condition, and formulated a quite comprehensive charter.

And the time of this plan was longer than she estimated, obviously for her health considerations.

Xia Qing's mood was very complicated, and there was also an indescribable...well, moved.

But soon another contradiction arises, is this man despising her?

That's why he urgently worked out a complete, even perfect weight loss plan for her?

He wants to reform himself?

"Stop!" Just when all kinds of strange thoughts were rushing in her head, Xia Qing hurriedly stopped herself, this is not her style at all!

When did she, Xia Qing, get so entangled in this kind of thing? It was just a weight loss plan. Why did she think so much?

As far as the matter is concerned, Pei Zhengyang is helping her, but she wants to make a mess. If she has that spare time, she might as well study this plan and start her weight loss journey.

It was much easier than making a plan for herself.

Thinking of this, Xia Qing rarely took the initiative to send a WeChat message to Pei Zhengyang, "Thank you, Second Young Master."

Pei Zhengyang is dealing with the company's affairs. Although he has doubts, he can't hide his physical condition for long. He has to settle the matter of shares before then. In addition, the property under his name is not limited to those of Pei's, so there are many things that need to be dealt with.

Right now, he didn't care when he heard the phone ringing. He was busy until late at night, and after finishing the accumulated things, he turned on the phone and saw Xia Qing's message. He raised his eyebrows, "Thank you so much?"

After replying, I realized that it was one o'clock, and I was about to get up to rest, when the phone beeped and a message came in, "How do you want me to thank you?"

Pei Zhengyang frowned, "Still sleeping?"

"Xiong Xiong has woken up and is feeding." Xia Qing replied in a sleepy daze without much thought.

Pei Zhengyang looked at the message and frowned. Thinking of a scene he had seen before, he asked, "Did he eat many times a night?"

"Three or four times." Xia Qing replied while looking at the raging bear who was eating hard, and laughed sleepily.

"Three or four times?" Pei Zhengyang muttered softly, that is, eating once every two hours or so. Wouldn't the little fat man have to get up three to four times a night, pinching his phone and asking, "Where is Miss Zhang? Do you want to change?"

"Xiong Xiong is more clingy to me at night." Xia Qing wondered why the second young master cared so much about Xiong Xiong today?

Pei Zhengyang understood, and suddenly felt guilty. Since he knew about Xiong Xiong, the little guy had already been born. Because he was too shocked, he didn't react for a long time.

Although the little guy has been living in Pei's house since then, he has no sense of being a father at all, nor does he feel that he has become a father, and his sense of participation is very weak.

After seeing Xia Qing's reply today, I realized that the little guy had to breastfeed three or four times a night. One can imagine the hard work of the little fat man. On an overly handsome but always alienated and indifferent face, there was a rare trace of self-ashamedness, "Tired ?"

"I'm used to it." Xia Qing felt more and more that the man was abnormal, and finally asked, "Are... are you okay?"

"Have you figured out how to thank me?" Pei Zhengyang was a little annoyed and distressed. After careful calculation, the little fat man hadn't passed his nineteenth birthday yet, but because of his weight, everyone always ignored her age, and everyone forgot about her She was just a young girl, and he was six years older than her.

Thinking of this, Pei Zhengyang realized that she only...

"A beast in clothes."

Who would have thought that the second young master, who is a gentleman on the surface, would always treat him like this behind his back.

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