Bentley left in the dust, and Qiao Xihe was pushed by the employee and returned to the guest room.

The swimsuits and hangers are no longer in the basket, and the curtains are closed to block out the bright sunlight outside, and the whole room looks very peaceful.

"Young lady, please rest well. The servants stepped back in turn, closing the door gently.

Qiao Xihe looked at all this, and felt unreal in a trance.

She went to the bathroom to wash her face, and in the morning, Pei Tingyuan's shirt that was thrown on the sink was also gone.

Drying her face, she looked at herself in the mirror in a daze.

On the pale little face, there is no spirit, like a flower that is about to wither.

Although she had a fever last night, when she woke up this morning, she felt pretty good, but after most of the day's tossing, she felt dizzy again.

She rubbed the corners of her forehead, as if she had a fever again?

There was silence all around, as if she was the only one in the entire villa.

She staggered to the bedside, tore off her skirt at will, and got into the bed, and fell into a groggy sleep.

When she woke up again, she didn't know what time it was, and the room was dark, just as it had been when she had first fallen asleep, and it made people feel like they were out of order.

She lay on the bed in a daze, looking at the white ceiling.

In her sleep, she felt that someone seemed to have come in and done something beside her and on her body, the movements were very gentle, and the physical discomfort seemed to be reduced a lot, so that she slept more and more peacefully, and there were no nightmares later.

She turned her head to look at the bedside table, and everywhere she looked.

Exactly the same as she had before she fell asleep, nothing more, nothing less.

Maybe it's just that sleep has made the body better, and at first those hallucinations were just caused by a little fever, right?

She got up, changed into a loose lounge clothes, and when she took out her mobile phone to check the time, she found that the screen was still on the Weibo that she and Pei Tingyuan were "showing affection".

Hours passed, and the number of retweeted comments increased.

President Pei of P.L Group is young and golden, with perfect looks and figures, although he is not a person in the entertainment industry, but in the tracking and shooting of gossip magazines for many years, he has gradually accumulated a lot of "fans" and worships him as a male god.

They praised Pei Tingyuan's "perfection" without hesitation in their comments, and wished them a hundred years of good together.

The "divine prophecy" in the previous hot comments is gone, replaced by various words of blessing.

Qiao Xihe thought so, and flipped down casually, feeling that he was looking for abuse, so he quit Weibo.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening, and she was a little surprised that she had slept for so long, and her stomach was "growling" a few times at this time, and she let out a hungry protest.

After moving her legs and feet a few times, she found that her knees no longer hurt, touched her forehead, and the temperature was normal, she was a little surprised, and her mood was better, and she walked out of the guest room with gentle steps, planning to go to the kitchen to find something to eat by herself, and deal with it casually.

Halfway up the spiral staircase, she was surprised to find some faint light coming through the downstairs, and continued to walk down, finding that the lights were still on in the dining room.

"Sister-in-law Wang, you haven't slept yet?" she shouted in a voice that was neither high nor low when she saw the sleepy person sitting in the dining room.

Sister-in-law Wang woke up in shock, saw Qiao Xihe, and showed a kind smile, "Young lady, are you hungry? I made you light white porridge, as well as multigrain steamed buns and flower rolls." You have a high fever to go away, and it's best to eat these. ”

With that, she went to the kitchen to get the hot food.

"I'm sorry for you. Qiao Xihe sat down at the table and saw a thermos food box on the table.

If I'm not mistaken, it's Lu Xiwen's stuff.

She thought about it for a while, and asked Sister-in-law Wang, who came over with dishes and chopsticks, "Is Pei Tingyuan back?"

Sister-in-law Wang shook her head, "The young master hasn't come back yet." She remembered the scene during the day, a trace of panic flashed in her expression, she looked at Qiao Xihe embarrassedly, and hurriedly added: "The young master often works overtime until late to come back, I'm afraid it's because I'm busy preparing for the wedding during this time, so I left something behind." ”

"Planning a wedding?"

"Well, yes," Sister-in-law Wang saw Qiao Xihe's normal complexion, she didn't seem to think much about it, and the conversation box seemed to be opened all of a sudden, and said with a smile: "The wedding between you and the young master was personally supervised and prepared by the young master, and he personally asked about each item, sometimes for a little detail, and the staff can argue for a long time, it can be seen that the young master is really very concerned about the young lady." ”

Qiao Xihe smiled noncommittally.

Pei Tingyuan is so concerned, it's just a face-saving project.

He is a person who cares so much about face, and he is the president of P.L, where everyone is in the limelight, so naturally he can't be inferior in anything.

Sister-in-law Wang is a member of the Pei family, so she naturally spoke to Pei Tingyuan, and she didn't want there to be a gap between their husband and wife, and of course she wouldn't say where Pei Tingyuan was.

I haven't gone home at this time, probably accompanying Lu Xiwen in the hospital, right?

Such a soft and weak girl, and close to herself, is a man who will not be willing to leave.

Thinking of this, Qiao Xihe was in a much better mood.

It seems that the progress of Pei Tingyuan and Lu Xiwen is still very smooth.

Probably really like the "God prophecy" Weibo, she will give up the position of "Mrs. Pei" in a short time.

Sister-in-law Wang glanced at Qiao Xihe's face again, and put the hot porridge in front of her, "Young lady, hurry up and eat something, right?" The young master said that you ate a little bit at noon, and it's almost twelve o'clock at this time, your stomach can't stand it, so you can continue to rest if you eat a little." ”

"Hmm. Qiao Xihe buried his head in eating, and the white porridge was in the mouth, and he felt a lot sweeter because of his good mood.

After eating a bowl of porridge, and eating a steamed bun and a flower roll each, Qiao Xihe touched his stomach comfortably, came to the sofa and half-lay down, and turned on the TV.

After eating, she was temporarily sleepless and needed something hypnotic.

There was a small sound of "jingling" in the restaurant, and it was Wang's sister-in-law cleaning up the plates.

She narrowed her eyes as she looked at the men and women shaking on the screen.

At this time, most of the TV stations are rebroadcasting some TV dramas and movies, science and education family adjustment programs, cheesy and old-fashioned idol dramas, wonderful action dramas, and short quarrels among parents.

There was nothing interesting in the newspapers, and gradually, she yawned, and sleepiness swept over her.

"Does the young lady want to go back to her room to rest?" asked Sister-in-law Wang.

Qiao Xihe waved his hand, "I'll watch TV for a while, sister-in-law Wang, you're tired too, go back to your room and rest." I'm an adult and can take care of myself. ”

Sister-in-law Wang still wanted to persuade a few words, but seeing her firm, she looked at it again and again, and finally went back to the room to rest slowly.

Qiao Xihe continued to face boring TV shows, and gradually, his eyelids began to fight.