Chapter 455 Qixi Festival Marriage

Xia Ling was sleeping in a daze, but because of his words, she suddenly woke up. During this period of time, she was still pregnant and stupid, and she still pretended to have too many things in her heart, so that she forgot that there was still this hurdle waiting.

She bit her lip and gathered her courage: "When you said you wanted to get the certificate, you didn't know that my child was..." She felt guilty, cautious, and her voice was as low as a mosquito?, "So, we don't need it now. Fengzi is getting married, do you think you can..."

"I can't." Knowing that she didn't want to get the certificate, Pei Ziheng interrupted her coldly, "Put on your clothes and go."

Xia Ling's heart sank, and she tried to make a desperate struggle: "If you get the certificate, he will be your eldest son in name. Why would you give this title to a child who is destined not to inherit the family business?"

Pei Ziheng suddenly turned around and looked at her gloomily: "Xia Ling, listen carefully, you promised me that you would send the child away after it was born. I don't care if it is a boy or a girl. After it is secretly sent away, , I will announce the death of the child to the public—the eldest son? Doesn’t it matter.”

Xia Ling felt a chill in her heart. Announcement of death? I didn't expect that this was what he had in mind.

However, if you think about it carefully, for Pei Ziheng, this is already the best of all methods. It will remove the firepower from the bottom and leave no possibility of being robbed of the family property.

And she will also be married.

Xia Ling murmured: "I don't want to get married."

Pei Ziheng said coldly, "You want to break the contract? It's okay, I can break the contract too."

Breaking a contract - destroying a child.

Xia Ling hated him most for threatening her with the child, but there was nothing she could do. There was mist in her eyes, and she said, "Pei Ziheng, why are you so despicable, always forcing me to do things I don't want to do?"

"Weren't you very willing to marry me before?" Pei Ziheng said calmly, "In order to achieve your goal, you even killed my fiancée. Now that I want to marry you as you wish, you want to escape? Impossible."

His tone was gloomy, as if from the abyss of hell.

Xia Ling fell silent, knowing that she was unable to resist.

Pei Ziheng pointed to the beautifully packaged clothes at the head of the bed, "Put on."

Her hands were shaking slightly, and she opened the set of clothes, only to see a very exquisite little dress inside, with deep and light red embroidery blooming like roses, and gorgeous and sparkling diamonds at the corners of the skirt, which was expensive and luxurious. .

Although it was just a marriage certificate and there was no banquet, Pei Ziheng obviously took it very seriously.

She took her clothes and went to the bathroom, closed the door, and changed.

Looking at myself in the mirror, my originally pale face became a little more colorful against the backdrop of the red dress, making me look like a bride. Her hair on the temples was like clouds, beautiful and moving.

When she was very young in her previous life, she had fantasized about the day she would marry him.

Imagine, what will you look like then? Isn't she very beautiful, wearing the most beautiful and most beautiful dress, becoming the happiest person in the world...

However, nowadays, clothes may be the most beautiful.

She is the most unfortunate person in the world.

She dawdled in the bathroom for a long time, until Pei Ziheng urged her to walk out slowly.

Pei Ziheng looked at her with a flash of amazement in his eyes.

"You are beautiful," he said.

At this time, he had also changed his clothes - it was a finely crafted suit, with a very pure starry sky black color, an extremely elegant burgundy tie, and a diamond tie clip. He looked gentle and elegant. If there is an unaware little girl here, she will definitely be fascinated by him.

He took her hand, walked downstairs step by step, and got into the Rolls Royce.

Today's Rolls-Royce carriage also had a red rose filled with pure water, uncharacteristically. The driver smiled and said, "Sir, Miss Ye, congratulations."

Pei Ziheng was in a good mood and said to the driver: "I will call you Madam from now on."

The driver was very knowledgeable and immediately smiled and said, "Yes, congratulations, madam."

Pei Ziheng gave him a big red envelope.

The driver took it with a smile, said a lot of good luck, and drove steadily.

Xia Ling's mood was very low. She knew she couldn't resist, so she stayed silent all the way. Pei Ziheng said nothing more and just held her hand tightly.

Xia Ling's fingers were cold and her stomach ached again.

She said: "Pei Ziheng, I don't feel well."

Pei Ziheng's eyebrows furrowed imperceptibly, and he said warmly: "Lean on my shoulder and rest for a while. We'll be there soon."

Xia Ling said: "I have a stomachache and I need to go to the hospital."

Pei Ziheng thought she was pretending, so he held her hand with force. She cried out in pain, and he slowly let her go again. Pei Ziheng's voice was slightly deepened: "Xia Ling, no matter how uncomfortable you are, you can bear it with me. Today's marriage is finalized. Do you want to go to the hospital? Okay, I will take you after receiving the certificate. go."

So Xia Ling said nothing more. The dull pain in her lower abdomen gradually disappeared, and while she breathed a sigh of relief, she thought that the attack just now was just her hallucination.

The car drove to the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

On a good day like Chinese Valentine's Day, many people came to collect marriage certificates, and couples surrounded the Civil Affairs Bureau. Many reporters and fans knew that today was the day for Xia Ling to apply for a certificate, so they came early in the morning to squat nearby, and the crowds became even more bustling.

In full view of everyone, Pei Ziheng couldn't help but jump in line, so he ordered the driver to queue up and waited in the carriage with Xia Ling. Several bodyguards protected their Rolls-Royce and set up a cordon.

The carriage was very quiet, maybe too quiet, and the vague pain in Xia Ling's lower abdomen began to boil again. She felt uneasy. It turned out that the dull pain on the way here early in the morning was really not an illusion. At this moment, marriage was no longer on her mind. She said, "Pei Ziheng, I really want to go to the hospital."

Pei Ziheng said, "We will be waiting in line soon."

"I want to go to the hospital!" Xia Ling looked at him angrily.

Pei Ziheng's voice was very cold, "Xia Ling, even if you want to die, you will die after we get the marriage certificate!"

Xia Ling's heart felt cold, as if it was the first day she met this man.

She looked at him sadly, as if looking at a stranger.

The pain in her lower abdomen was getting worse and she was worried about her child's condition, and cold sweat broke out on her forehead.

But Pei Ziheng still thought that she was pretending, or that he didn't care at all whether her stomach hurt or not. He just closed his lips tightly, held her hand coldly, and waited.

In front of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the queue to get a marriage certificate moved slowly. After a while, the driver called, "Boss, it's your turn."

Pei Ziheng went to help Xia Ling.

Xia Ling struggled desperately and said, "My stomach hurts and I want to get off the car."