A few minutes later, the major entertainment gossip self-media released news about the president of P.L and Miss Lu Jia, all pointing out that Miss Lu is the real Mrs. Pei, and the current so-called "Mrs. Pei" will have to give in sooner or later, and even more good people gossip Qiao Xihe must have used some dirty and despicable means to make President Pei forced to marry her.

Qiao Xihe clicked his hand on the mobile phone screen, paused, and his face was a little ugly.

A bunch of people are talking about it under the news, like a water army.

"A stinky and shameless woman, cheating money and sex, not getting out quickly, delaying the happiness of others. ”

"Look at how compatible Miss Lu and President Pei are? That woman surnamed Qiao looks like a vixen, not a good person. ”

"In order to marry into a wealthy family, it is really unscrupulous. That woman might as well be an anchor, and talk about how she seduces a man on the live broadcast, there must be many people interested in it, and it is also very profitable. ”

There are also all kinds of vulgar insults, all of which are pointed at Qiao Xihe.

No matter how strong her heart is, in the face of countless insults, she is unlikely to be able to calm down, not to mention that marrying Pei Tingyuan is completely forced, these people don't know anything, so they turn into moral judges, stand high on it, and trample her under her feet, getting endless pleasure.

She is the real victim, what right do they have to blame, what right do they have to point fingers at her?

A wave of hatred swelled in her heart, and she pointed to the comments, trying to vent all her resentment.

But...... Facing the blank comment edit bar, her fingers dangling over the virtual keyboard, she couldn't type a word for a long time.

Although she was angry, she still had some sense, knowing that her rash appearance would only make the onlookers more excited, and she would be attacked endlessly under Weibo, which calmly recorded some bits and pieces of life.

There is simply no way to calm down.

Qiao Xihe felt a burst of powerlessness, and in her mind, a male voice with a round tone read those foul words over and over again, constantly echoing, making her have a splitting headache.

After closing her eyes and resting for a while, the voice gradually subsided, and she simply threw away her phone and looked out the window.

It was dark and dreary, with a dim glow of street lamps.

There is no movement on the Zhou family's side, but it is still under blockade, and there are police guards on duty.

But now, Qiao Xihe doesn't care about the kidnapping case at all.

It's already nine o'clock, and Pei Tingyuan hasn't come back yet.

He said that he would come back early today, but he broke his promise.

She didn't know why she cared about Pei Tingyuan coming back early, she only felt more irritable in her heart, and turned on the TV again.

The prime-time TV series is not over yet, and young and beautiful and handsome faces are beating on the screen, saying sweet love words.

Qiao Xihe watched the TV series intently, but in fact, he didn't see the plot at all.

When the ending song sounded, she suddenly came back to her senses and looked at the time, it was almost ten o'clock.

The road in front of the villa was still quiet, and there was not a single sound in the house, as if she was the only one left.

yes, she's the only one.

Qiao Xihe felt a boundless sense of loneliness coming over her, and hugged her shoulders helplessly, wanting to shrink her whole body into a ball, looking for a little comfort in the warmth.

However, it didn't work at all.

She habitually picked up her phone and looked at it, and the comments and news on Weibo were still increasing.

The latest news about Pei Tingyuan is that he and Lu Xiwen left the reception early and appeared in the hospital together.

Pei Tingyuan was so gentle, he took care of Lu Xiwen wholeheartedly, brought hot water to her, helped her to go for an examination, bought cakes, and fed her little by little to her inconvenient arms.

Lu Xiwen smiled sweetly.

Qiao Xihe can see from this photo that there is love between the two people.

Isn't that exactly what she wants?

Finally there is something good.

She smiled reluctantly and dropped her phone away.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, followed by the voice of the princess, "Young lady, do you need to prepare a supper for you?"

"No, I want to sleep. She said.

Sister-in-law Wang said, "Okay, young lady, good night." ”

The footsteps gradually faded away, Qiao Xihe shrank into the quilt and forced himself to sleep.

When Pei Tingyuan returned to Xisong Garden, only one room in the villa had the lights on, emitting a soft glow through the curtains. He recognized that it was Qiao Xihe's room and couldn't help but smile.

It's already twelve o'clock, isn't she asleep yet?

He walked into the villa quickly, came to Qiao Xihe's room, thought about it, and knocked on the door first.

"Knock knock", after three sounds, there was no sound in it.

Asleep?

He hesitated, then gently opened the door and saw the quilt bulging on the bed.

Tiptoeing over and sitting on the edge of the bed, he reached out and pressed it against her body through the quilt, feeling a little bit of body temperature, but she didn't move.

This little fool, sleeping with his head covered like this, doesn't he feel that he can't breathe?

He smiled and shook his head, and gently pulled the quilt, which was easily torn open, revealing Qiao Xihe's sleeping face.

Her eyes were closed, but her brow was slightly furrowed, and there was a faint tear in the corner of her eye.

I don't know what I dreamed of, she "whined" twice, exuding pain, but she didn't wake up.

What's going on...... He leaned down and smoothed the broken hair from her forehead, swept his fingertips between his eyebrows, and then landed on the corners of her eyes, carefully wiping away the tears.

She muttered, turned around, and turned her back to Pei Tingyuan.

"Good night, my darling. Pei Tingyuan leaned down and kissed the corner of her lips.

"Hmm......" Qiao Xihe writhed uncomfortably a few times and continued to fall asleep.

Pei Tingyuan was about to go back to his room, when he suddenly noticed that something was wrong with Qiao Xihe's room, and after a closer look, he found that her bag was placed on the desk, and there were some documents next to it, and there was no trace of opening it.

Shouldn't she continue to sort out her report?

Sleeping without turning off the light means that it is not a normal sleep, and the bags and documents that have not been touched all indicate that Qiao Xihe is a little abnormal.

I didn't get sick with a fever either, why is that?

Pei Tingyuan returned to the master bedroom with doubts.

The mobile phone rang at this time, and he saw that it was Ji Yang calling, so he picked it up.

"President, look at Weibo ......"

While listening to Ji Yang, he turned on the computer and saw gossip news about him and Lu Xiwen, as well as ...... There are countless insults to Qiao Xihe below.

I see.

Pei Tingyuan's eyes flashed with a dangerous light.