Chapter 2 The CEO's Secret Lover 1
Xia Ling raised his hands and used his left hand to grab the diamond ring on the middle finger of his right hand.

A tug, and it got stuck?
Embarrassed, Xia Ling raised his head and glanced at the two people who were also confused, blushing and continued to desperately grab the ring on his right hand.

What did the original owner eat while studying abroad?
This ring can't be taken off at all!

She pulled desperately, and her fingers were red and swollen.

She was embarrassed, but she didn't know that she looked different in Pei Jing's eyes.

He watched her blushing and gritted her teeth, with more and more tears in her eyes, as if she was the one who did something wrong.

At this moment, the guilt in his heart doubled, and Pei Jing couldn't bear it anymore.

He reached out and grabbed her left hand, frowning and shouting: "Don't pull it! Your hand is swollen, don't you want it?!"

"Let go!" Xia Ling was emotional, shouting and struggling.

During the struggle, the middle finger of her right hand suddenly felt pain, and with a "jingle", the ring slipped from her middle finger to the floor, accompanied by a few drops of blood continuously dripping from her finger.

All three of them stared blankly at the ring mixed with blood on the white background.

For a while, the room was dead silent.

Xia Ling squatted down, picked up the ring, grabbed Ruan Ning's wrist, and put the ring in Ruan Ning's palm.

Looking at Ruan Ning who was at a loss, she smiled brightly, and the tears that had been accumulated in her eyes all along fell down. She said, "From today on, he belongs to you."

Xia Ling sniffed, wiped her tears with her hands, and the blood on her fingers rubbed against her cheeks.

She raised her wet eyes to look at Pei Jing with a gloomy face. The tears on her face were not dry yet, and her red nose and eyes were like a wounded rabbit. "Let's call off the engagement, Pei Jing. Give you back your freedom, too." Give me face."

Pei Jing, who hadn't slowed down yet, was greeted with a strong fragrance of jasmine, and Xia Ling in front of him had already brushed shoulders away from him.

Ruan Ning, who was on the side, looked at Pei Jing's distraught appearance, and his mood was not much better.

It seems that in his heart, he is not only pretending to be himself.

"I'll go and return this ring to her." Ruan Ning looked at the diamond ring in his hand, gritted his teeth and said.

Just when she stood up, Pei Jing grabbed her arm, "Don't go, since she agrees to divorce, we don't have to go through so much trouble, what are we going to do with her?"

"But..." Ruan Ning burst into tears, "But I don't want to be someone else's third party, we hurt her, didn't you see it too? She is so painful, our love itself is sinful !"

After being disturbed by Xia Ling, Pei Jing, who was already upset when he heard Ruan Ning cry again, reached the peak of his emotions for a while, and his tone became anxious: "She promised to divorce, don't you understand? Hurting her I will find a way to compensate her, no need to say more."

Ruan Ning, who had always been treated gently by Pei Jing, was stunned by his bored tone.

After a while, she lowered her head, said "I'm redundant", and turned around to leave the room.

Pei Jing was left alone in the room throwing things and kicking the table and going crazy.

"Pfft." Xia Ling was sitting in the original owner's white sports car, holding the ipad, watching the follow-up pictures of Pei Jing and Ruan Ning after she left just now without getting tired.

The person who was devastated just now didn't seem to be her.

This is the system's task follow-up tracking system, God's perspective after fighting with the hero and heroine during her mission.

Xia Ling really got goosebumps seeing this Holy Mother and Mistress.

It made her seem to know that she was a third party on the first day.

Xia Ling, who couldn't stand it anymore, turned off the screen directly. When he was about to start the car, he suddenly heard someone knocking on his car window from outside.

"What's the matter?" Xia Ling lowered the car window, looked at the face of the strange boy outside the car window, and asked strangely.

The boy took off the hat on his head, pulled out a small card from the hat and handed it to Xia Ling as if by magic, and asked with a mysterious and wretched face, "Do you want to make money?"

Xia Ling poked her head over to look, and there was a beautiful woman lying on a small card with the words "XX Media, Passionate Anchor".

She raised her eyebrows, full of anger, "I look like the one who made this?"

The boy looked at Xia Ling from top to bottom, "Don't you do this?"

"Get out!" Xia Ling yelled, raised the car window, and looked down at her clothes.

The white hip-length tight dress exposed the white turbulence of the whole body.

Then I opened the rearview mirror and saw the rich makeup in the mirror. The eyelashes were like fans, the double eyelid stickers were also floating on the dark brown eye shadow, the aunt-colored lipstick had been smudged to the point where the shadow on my nose was terrible.

Compared with that little white flower Ruan Ning, she really looks like a vulgar street girl.

Ghosts love her!

The bell in the bag rang, Xia Ling took out her phone, and looked at the three words "Grandma Pei" flashing on the screen.

She picked it up quickly, and heard Mrs. Pei say on the phone: "Lingling, grandma knows that you have been wronged. Grandma called Xiaojing back. Let's have a meal together. You must come!"

The delicacies on the mahogany round table had been reheated three times, and the butler stood beside Old Madam Pei, and asked the sullen old Madam Pei cautiously and apprehensively, "Old Madam, this dish is cold again, Miss Xia hasn't arrived yet. But if this dish is reheated for the fourth time, you can't eat it, you see..."

With a bang, Mrs. Pei's walking stick hit the floor tiles hard, causing the housekeeper to tremble in fright.

With a cold face, she scolded: "If you can't eat it, you won't do it again?! What kind of nonsense are you asking?!"

"Yes, yes, yes, I'm stupid, old lady, don't be angry." The butler, who was sweating profusely on his forehead, quickly apologized, turned his head and gave orders to the servants, "Why don't you quickly remove it?! Ask the chef to redo it!"

"No need." Pei Jing, who had been sitting beside the old lady without saying a word, suddenly stopped him, "Grandma, she won't be coming, let's..."

Before Pei Jing finished speaking, he heard the door being opened, and the servant shouted: "Miss Xia, you are here, the old lady has been waiting for you for a long time!"

Hearing Xia Ling's response again: "Sorry, I've been delayed."

It's here?

It's not surprising that she came here, Pei Jing pondered, how could she miss the opportunity to complain to grandma with her arrogant character.

"Hurry up and pick it up?!" Mrs. Pei hit Pei Jing's leg with her crutches coldly.

He subconsciously shook the hand of Ruan Ning, who was not looking well, and comforted him in a low voice: "It's okay, I'm here, so you don't have to be afraid. I'll go and see what she is going to do."

Ruan Ning bit her lip and nodded pitifully.

After comforting Ruan Ning, Pei Jing stood up and walked out of the kitchen. As soon as he stepped out of the kitchen, he saw Xia Ling walking in the corridor of the entrance.

He stopped abruptly, not knowing whether he was dazzled or misread.

(End of this chapter)

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