Chapter 1109 Joke

The atmosphere in the conference room was solemn, with directors in dark suits sitting together.

Among them were many members of the Pei family that Xia Ling knew, as well as a few unfamiliar directors she didn't know.

Hearing the sound at the door, many people looked up and saw her with different expressions. Pei Ziheng, who was sitting at the top, did not move. He lowered his head and studied a piece of information. The wrinkles between his eyebrows were as deep as a knife.

Xia Ling kept opening the door and stood quietly by the door looking at him. The man was still as cold and majestic as a god, making her worship and envy him. At this moment, time was frozen, and under the eyes of everyone, her heartbeat was beating like a drum. She wanted to rush forward and ask him something, but she couldn't move forward.

She is afraid.

Afraid of hearing the unbearable answer, afraid of him telling her personally that he was engaged.

When it came to the end, she stood alone by the door, in a dilemma.

Pei Ziheng flipped through the information at hand: "Bio Media, owned by the Wang family, is their best-run business in the entertainment industry, but it can only be regarded as useless to the emperor. After the merger, there will be a lot of redundant trivial matters to deal with. I will raise this point with the Wang family and at the same time strive for better interests for Emperor in the cruise cooperation business."

The first person on his right was his great-uncle Pei Zhenyuan. Pei Zhenyuan had already seen Xia Ling at this time, sneered and said, "Zi Heng, you know why the negotiation is more difficult than expected. Although the Wang family has promised to marry their daughter to you, they don't want you to embarrass Miss Wang Jingwan. At least Mind your own people.”

Pei Ziheng suddenly raised his head, followed his uncle's line of sight, and saw Xia Ling.

Although the matter between him and Xia Ling was kept secret, for more than ten years, these big directors of the emperor were more or less aware of it. The entire conference room was silent, and meaningful eyes looked back and forth between the two people.

Pei Ziheng's voice was deep: "Xiao Ling, go out and wait for me."

He didn't ask why she came, because Chu Chen had already called him and told him that Xia Ling had accidentally learned about the engagement. Originally, he planned to take Xia Ling out to relax tomorrow and let her accept the news slowly and skillfully. But now it seems that all plans have been messed up.

Xia Ling looked at him sadly, her heart sinking to the bottom of her heart.

No need to ask, Pei Zhenyuan's cynicism just now explained everything, he... is really engaged.

"Why?" she said softly, "Why did you get engaged to another woman? You said that you would spoil me and love me for the rest of your life. Have you...forgot all about it?"

Tears filled his vision, and even he looked blurry.

Pei Ziheng frowned: "Be good, go out and wait for me."

She did not go out to wait for him. Instead, she was irritated. She rushed to him in a few steps, grabbed his handmade high-end suit and yelled at him hoarsely: "Don't coax me with such a childlike tone! I am nothing." It's a child! You said, why did you lie to me? I have been with you for so many years, why did you get engaged to another woman in the end!"

She glared at him angrily with tears in her eyes, her body crumbling.

Pei Ziheng frowned even tighter, raised his wrist and looked at his watch: "The meeting is suspended for ten minutes."

After finishing speaking, he supported Xia Ling with one hand, and half-forcibly led her out of the conference room. "What are you going to do!" He threw her against the wall, pressed her shoulders with both hands, and said angrily, "I asked Chu Chen to say that I will have a whole day with you tomorrow, and we can have a good discussion then. This question! Didn’t you see me in the meeting?”

"Isn't your meeting more important than mine?!" She cried again, yelling, "What do you think of me!"

"Don't make unreasonable troubles." Pei Ziheng took a deep breath and suppressed the anger rising in his heart. "The Wang family's cooperation is at a critical juncture. Be obedient and wait for me in the lounge. I will come find you after the meeting."

"I don't!" She cried bitterly, "Pei Ziheng, don't marry that woman! Don't!"

"It's just a business marriage," Pei Ziheng said. "Just because she marries me doesn't mean we can't be together. Wang Jingwan knows you exist and can tolerate you - this is one of the conditions for me to agree to marry her. She understands her very well. What are you doing, Xiaoling, you have to be sensible and understand the general situation."

"Go｜he｜ know the general idea!" She couldn't help crying and shouting, "I hate you!"

Pei Ziheng looked down at her: "I have to go to a meeting now. You go to rest and calm down. We will talk later." He let her go, turned around, and returned to the meeting room.

Xia Ling rushed to him, hugged his body from behind, and burst into tears: "Zi Heng, don't go, please don't go... don't marry that woman, okay? Please... please... you……"

This was the first time she begged him, crying blood, heartbroken.

But he broke her hand away one by one, and walked to the conference room without looking back.

Leaving her alone, she knelt down in the long empty corridor and wept bitterly.

She cried in the hallway for as long as the meeting lasted. Gradually, news spread within the emperor. It was said that the Queen Xia Ling burst into tears outside the VIP conference room on the 17th floor. Could it be that she had offended the chairman and was finally losing power? Someone pretended to pass by and spied on her with curious and gossip eyes, but she couldn't care less about anything. When the meeting ended, the well-dressed directors walked out in twos and threes.

The white-haired Pei Zhenyuan passed by her and paused: "How handsome is she?"

A condescending, disdainful voice.

She cried and grabbed his suit trouser legs, and bowed her head to this old man who never dealt with him for the first time: "Uncle, please persuade Ziheng, please? Don't let him marry that woman, don't..."

Pei Zhenyuan scolded: "Let go! Don't you think you are embarrassed enough? If it weren't for the fact that you can still sing and serve the emperor, do you think the Pei family can tolerate you today? Don't call me uncle, you too match?!"

Between his fingers, the cold and smooth texture of the suit pants suddenly disappeared, and Pei Zhenyuan strode away.

Xia Ling was in a daze and waited for Pei Ziheng at the door for a long time. However, she didn't wait for him to come out even after the crowd had dispersed. But Chu Chen came over, gently helped her up, and said, "Let's go, don't wait any longer. The boss is very busy today, and there are several important matters that cannot be delayed."

"So, my affairs can be delayed?" She choked and murmured.

Chu Chen was silent for a long time before saying, "Xiao Ling, you have to accept your fate."

"What is fate?"

"We who are from common people should not think about fighting with their wealthy families. Only by obeying the rules can we survive." Perhaps recalling the past of his youth, Chu Chen rarely said to her sincerely, "Xiao Ling, we are all lucky. Not bad, well-dressed and well-fed, and admired by thousands of people. You shouldn’t be too greedy.”

"It turns out that I want to marry him because I am greedy?" She cried again, "You all think I am wrong, don't you? Over the years, you have looked at my wishful thinking, is it like watching a joke?"