Chapter 379 Beautiful Doll

In order to control her social circle, Pei Ziheng didn't provide her with a mobile phone, and she could only use her landline at home if she wanted to contact the outside world. She rushed back to her bedroom and dialed Pei Ziheng's number: "Pei Ziheng! Where did you hide my ring pendant?!"

On the other end of the phone, Pei Ziheng's gloomy voice said: "I said, that's not something you should have. I've given it to Chu Chen and sent Chu Chen to melt it. If you dare to bring anything home, just give it a try , Xia Ling, don't be ignorant of the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth."

She didn't have time to listen to his nonsense, so she hung up the phone immediately, hurriedly searched her address book, and called Chu Chen: "Chu Chen! Did Pei Ziheng give you a platinum ring pendant?!"

Chu Chen's voice was very respectful: "Yes."

"Give it back to me!"

"The boss asked me to melt it." Unfortunately, although his voice was respectful, his words did not waver at all. "I am dealing with this matter now. If you want to see it turn into a puddle of water with your own eyes, you can turn on the video. communication."

"Don't melt it!" Xia Ling was frightened and opened the video communication. Sure enough, Chu Chen was standing in front of a machine, watching the operator throw the platinum ring in and melt it into a pool of liquid.

Her heart sank.

Chu Chen looked at her and smiled in a friendly manner: "Miss Ye, if you don't get rid of the old and get the new, isn't it just a few grams of platinum? You are following the boss, what do you want? Why do you care so much?"

She was sad and angry, her chest heaved, she wished to tear Chu Chen's hypocritical face.

But she knew she couldn't do it, so she could only turn off the video communication severely, and smashed the phone on the ground to vent her anger.

Gone... that ring is gone.

Her body slid down the wall and sat on the ground with her head buried in her knees.

Just like this, I don't know how long it has passed without moving.

"Miss Ye, why are you squatting here? The ground is cold, this..." It was Zhou's mother's voice, advising her with worry and concern, "Get up quickly, what do you want to eat for lunch? I will make it for you. What are you doing now? What a look, if Mr. sees it, why don't you feel so distressed?"

Mother Zhou persuaded her for a long time, but Xia Ling remained motionless.

Mother Zhou sighed helplessly and walked away.

After an unknown amount of time, the sound of footsteps came again. Someone blocked the light, and her body was shrouded in a huge shadow. "Xiao Ling," it was Pei Ziheng. It was as if the quarrel on the phone had never happened. His voice sounded low and gentle, "Stop losing your temper and go have something to eat with me. You have been so quiet lately." Thin."

She made no sound, nor looked at him.

Pei Ziheng squatted down and hugged her into his arms.

She struggled like an electric shock, but she didn't break away. She couldn't help but raised her head and said in a hoarse voice, "Let me go."

Pei Ziheng didn't let go, looking at her expression, he frowned. He finally understood why Zhou's mother was so worried and told him to come back soon. It had only been a few hours since he went out in the morning, and she was already so haggard that she couldn't tell what was wrong, but she looked so... Like a withered rose, it has lost all vitality, as if it will turn into fly ash with the slightest touch.

He felt very distressed and hugged her more carefully.

"Eat something," he said softly, "I made an appointment with two jewelers to come over tomorrow and bring the new season's emerald agate jewelry, as well as your favorite diamonds. Buy whatever you want."

Seeing that she was still silent, Pei Ziheng simply picked her up and put her back on the bed.

The bed has been tidied up by Zhou's mother, and the duvet has been replaced with a clean and soft duvet, which is tidy and comfortable. Pei Ziheng went to wring out a hot towel to wipe her face, and then found a plain silk satin dress and placed it in front of her: "This dress is newly bought. I remember you like this material and color. But not If you know whether it fits or not, try it. After you change it, go downstairs, and I will wait for you to eat downstairs."

He paused, seeing that she was indifferent, and said, "Shall I change it for you?"

Her body trembled, and then she looked up at him, and said in a difficult voice, "I will change it myself."

Satisfied, Pei Ziheng went downstairs to wait for her.

When Xia Ling waited for him to go out, the first thing she did was to get out of bed and lock the door. In fact, since he broke in last night, she knew that the door lock was useless to him, but she still locked the door, more or less seeking some peace of mind.

Unfolding the plain silk satin dress, it was beautiful, and it was indeed her favorite style.

Having been together for more than ten years, Pei Ziheng always knew what she wanted, and would handle everything properly before she asked. She guessed that he must have bought more than one such dress. When she was looking for platinum rings in the morning, she broke into a walk-in wardrobe. Clothes, shoes and hats are probably all prepared for her.

In her previous life, she was grateful for his thoughtfulness.

But now, I just feel terrible.

This place is like a cage, and she is the puppet in the cage. No matter how beautiful or expensive she is, it is useless because she cannot resist the will of her master. She can only like what he likes, appreciate what he appreciates, one thing, if he doesn't allow her to keep it, then she has to give it up.

Put on that long dress.

Facing the mirror, she felt that she was a beautiful doll.

Now she can only be a doll.

When she went downstairs and entered the restaurant, she found that there was already a table full of dishes, all of which she loved. Pei Ziheng had already sat down across from her, and was talking on the phone with someone about business matters. Seeing her come in, he chatted a few more words before closing the line.

Xia Ling guessed that he probably came here specially for her.

Pei Ziheng is a person who plans things very well. Even though he is always busy, everything is always in order and he will never deal with official duties during meals. This was inconsistent with his upbringing.

Well, there was only one explanation. Her behavior this morning had disrupted his schedule.

But so what?

Xia Ling was indifferent. It was his sudden appearance that disrupted her entire life.

There are so many delicacies in front of you, but it’s hard to eat them in front of the wrong person. Xia Ling ate a few chopsticks, then she couldn't eat anymore and put down the bowl without interest.

Pei Ziheng asked warmly: "Are you full?"

She doesn't speak.

"How can you eat so little?" He motioned to Zhou's mother to serve her a bowl of soup, "Drink some more soup."

She didn't have the strength to argue with him, so she obediently picked up the spoon and drank the soup. The old hen stewed with cordyceps soup cooked by Zhou's mother was always delicious, but now she felt uncomfortable after just one sip. Her mouth was bitter and she finally swallowed it, but she couldn't take a second sip.

Pei Ziheng kept looking at her carefully, "Doesn't it taste good?"

She shook her head, feeling sick to her stomach, and pushed away the dishes.

Seeing that she was really uncomfortable, Pei Ziheng stopped forcing her.