To My Dear Mr. Huo

"Then what do you want to do?"

Afraid that Ling Jing would think too much, she added: "I don't insist on urging you to work, but when you are alive, you must have something to do. After all, idleness every day is not a long-term solution."

She doesn't mind if her man has a job or how much money he makes. But if Ling Jing doesn't even have a formal job, Xiang Caiping will be worried.

Xiang Caiping worked hard for half his life, although it was impossible to really interfere with her choice. But she should at least make Xiang Caiping think that the man she chose is reliable, right?

If Xiang Caiping found out that the man she found was an idle gangster, I'm afraid Xiang Caiping would suffer from high blood pressure and heart disease.

Ling Jing circled her waist and seemed to be thinking seriously. Su Peizhen didn't rush him. After all, it took more than a day or two to accept his identity change.

Wrapping her waist in his arms, Ling Jing's hands caressed her waist very casually.

"How about I become a pastry chef?"

"Pastry chef?" Su Peizhen had never thought about that before: "Why would you want to do this?"

"When I went to the restaurant last time, I saw that you seemed to like the cakes in that store very much. If I learn how to make Western pastries, I can make them for you next time."

Su Peizhen was stunned for a moment. The cakes in that restaurant last time were indeed good and tasted really good.

She didn't expect that Ling Jing would take it to heart just by tasting a few more mouthfuls.

She pursed her lips and suddenly smiled: "Okay. Pretty good. A pretty good career."

"Then it's decided." Ling Jing winked at her: "I'm going to find a cake shop and learn baking and pastries."

Seeing that Su Peizhen was silent, he held her hand and said, "What do you think? Is it really good? If you think it's not good, why don't you tell me what you want me to do? But I'm not an artist."

Su Peizhen looked at the fawning look in his eyes and shook his head: "No, I think it's pretty good. That's it."

"Don't you dislike it?"

"of course not."

There is no high or low profession. What's more, she is not short of money. It's good for Ling Jing to have something to do, but she can also support him if she has nothing to do.

The most important thing is that if he can find something he likes to do, that's fine too.

"You go and learn. After you finish your studies, I will invest in opening a Western pastry bakery. Then you will be your own boss."

"Okay." Ling Jing grabbed her hand and kissed her fingertips: "Then it's settled."

……………………

When Su Peizhen came out of the company, it was not yet time to get off work.

She left early today, wanting to pick up Ling Jing and pick a gift for Ling Jing.

Ling Jing came back yesterday and said that he found a dessert shop and started working today. To celebrate his first day at work, Su Pei really wanted to give him a gift.

Su Peizhen wanted to laugh when she thought of Ling Jing dressing up as a clown just to celebrate April Fool's Day.

In fact, she was not surprised, but frightened. But for a man to have such intentions, she was really touched in her heart.

Thinking of Ling Jing's childish appearance, she was really confused. Give her something.

She was lost in thought and went downstairs without realizing it. After getting out of the elevator, I planned to go to the boutique department. But she heard someone calling her name.

"Pei Zhen?"

That voice was not unfamiliar to Su Peizhen. She turned around and saw Su Qingsang behind her.

"..."

"Pei Zhen." Su Qingsang held a little girl who looked to be over one year old. The little girl looks pretty and very cute.

Su Peizhen was stunned for a moment, not expecting Su Qingsang to call him.

"Yes." After responding, she stood there, neither taking a step forward nor leaving, nor calling Sister Su Qingsang.

Compared with her coldness, Su Qingsang's attitude was much more friendly. He picked up the pink baby in his hand and asked her to look at Su Peizhen.

"Come. Nian Nian, call me aunt."

Su Peizhen was stunned for a moment because of these words. The little man seemed to have never seen her before and was very curious. Blinking at her with big eyes.

"Call me Auntie. Nian Nian."

"Auntie." Nian Nian is over a year old. I can speak some simple words and a few simple sentences.

Su Peizhen suddenly didn't know how to react because of the other party's voice.

She stared blankly at the little girl in front of her. The little girl was very beautiful and had perfectly inherited all the advantages of her parents. It's very cute when she calls out with her milky voice.

So soft and cute, it makes people want to hold her in their hands and love her carefully.

"Do you want to hug her?" The way she stared at Nian Nian made Su Qingsang smile at her and take Nian Nian one step forward.

"Nian Nian, do you want to give Auntie a hug?"

Nian Nian frowned, glanced at Su Peizhen, then at Su Qingsang, finally nodded and stretched out her hand towards Su Peizhen.

"Auntie. Hug."

Su Peizhen stood still, as if he had been frightened, but the moment Nian Nian reached out, he hugged her into his arms.

It's very soft, a very small pink dumpling, and it seems to have a milky aroma.

She swallowed, not sure if she could hold him firmly. Feeling a little flustered for no reason.

"You have to do this, put this hand here, put this hand here."

Su Peizhen held the child with a subtle expression. After holding her for less than a minute, she returned Nian Nian to Su Qingsang.

"Actually, it doesn't matter. Children are not that delicate."

Su Qingsang took her daughter back. Su Peizhen didn't reply. She rubbed her nose and looked at Nian Nian with some uncertainty.

"Isn't there two?"

She heard that Su Qingsang gave birth to twins. Where was the other one?

"It's so noisy when you think about it, he's very naughty at such a young age. His father is holding him in the children's area over there. I was just delayed in holding Nian Nian's diaper, so I'm going to find them now."

"then you go."

Su Peizhen didn't think he had anything to say to Su Qingsang, but Su Qingsang was very interested.

"Pei Zhen."

"kindness?"

"It's not very convenient for me to hold the baby today. If you don't mind, let's sit in a coffee shop and chat for a while?" Su Qingsang added, fearing that Su Pei would think too much, "I mean, there are some things. Maybe I want you to know.”

She knew that Su Peizhen seemed to have a boyfriend now. However, Mr. Huo finally relented and begged Huo Jinyao so that Huo Yifan could come out early.

After Huo Yifan came out, he was afraid that he would come to find Su Peizhen. She knew that Su Peizhen had a boyfriend, but she had no doubt that Huo Yifan would look for Su Peizhen when he came out.

"Talk?" Su Peizhen frowned: "You and I seem to have nothing to talk about."

While speaking, she noticed that the little pink dumpling in Su Qingsang's arms was staring at her, and her tone softened a bit.

"Some things have passed away, and I won't think about them anymore. Some things have been done, and I won't regret it. If you want to hear my confession, then no need. I have already paid the price. If you If you feel pity for me, that's even more unnecessary. I don't remember if I ever pity you when you were an illegitimate daughter."

"Pei Zhen." Su Qingsang was not angry because of her words. She hugged Nian Nian tightly in her arms: "What are you thinking about? I am your sister, can't we sisters sit down and chat? I also want to ask you, how is auntie lately?"

She always felt guilty towards Xiang Caiping. But now, in order to prevent Li Qianxue from being sad and to prevent Su Peizhen from thinking too much, it was really inconvenient for her to go see Xiang Caiping.

"It's pretty good. I'm in good health and in good spirits. I seem to be obsessed with watching a palace drama recently. It's pretty good."

"That's good." Su Qingsang looked at Nian Nian who was twisting a few times in her arms. Listening to her vague words, she knew that she was going to find her brother: "Since you don't have time, then get off. Let’s do it this time. I’ll take her to find her brother first.”

Su Peizhen nodded lightly in response and watched Su Qingsang leave from in front of him. She stood there in a daze.

I can't explain what I feel in my heart. It's not jealousy, nor sadness, but just confusion and confusion.

After all, I still can’t help but not care. After all, there will still be some dark thoughts, feeling that she has robbed him of everything.

He clenched his fists tightly and drove these paranoid and dark thoughts away from his mind. She knew that she could no longer let herself go on like this.

You have already paid the price once, but you cannot do it a second time.

Su Peizhen said to himself, turned around and continued to the boutique department. However, Su Qingsang's daughter's pink face suddenly flashed in her mind.

She had to admit that her genetics were really powerful, and that little pink dumpling was indeed soft and cute.

I don’t know if she has a child one day in the future, what will that child look like, like her, or...

Su Peizhen realized what he was thinking and quickly shook the thought away.

She is really crazy. Ling Jing is a child now. How could she dare to believe that he could shoulder the responsibility of being a father?

But there was a voice inside telling her that sometimes, people cannot be judged by their appearance.

Thinking of Ling Jing's act of pretending to be a clown to please her, Su Peizhen suddenly felt that if Ling Jing really became a father, maybe he would also be a good father.

But it’s really too early to think about this now.

………………

Su Peizhen sat in the car, waiting for Ling Jing to come out of the bakery opposite.

Spring is coming to an end, and Rongcheng is still slightly cold. She asked Ling Jing before, and Ling Jing said that she worked in this bakery.

After waiting for about fifteen minutes, she didn't even wait for Ling Jing to come out.

She sent a message to Ling Jing half an hour ago. She was afraid that he was at work, so she specifically asked him if he had time. Ling Jing said at that time that he had time.

Su Peizhen looked at the time again, and Ling Jing hadn't come out yet.

This bakery was very close to Rongyuan. She looked at the time and saw that another fifteen minutes had passed. That is, it has been almost an hour since she called Ling Jing until she showed up.

She thought for a moment and opened the car door. When he was about to get out of the car, he saw Ling Jing running all the way over.

He ran extremely fast, and his open black casual jacket flew to both sides due to his movements. When he saw her, he seemed to have a bright smile on his face, but he was running out of breath.

"How long?" He gasped and got into Su Peizhen's car.

Seeing his look, Su Peizhen frowned slightly, took out a bottle of water from the side and handed it to his hand.

"Why did you run like this? People who don't know, would think you were participating in the 100-meter race."

Isn't it? He was originally handling official business in the company. Who knew that Su Peizhen called and said that he would come to pick him up from get off work.

His company is about an hour's drive from Rongyuan. Hurry and hurry, there is no traffic jam yet.

"No, it's just that it's too hot to stay in the kitchen." He gestured and slapped his face. Su Peizhen looked at him, feeling a little distressed and helpless.

He pulled out a tissue directly in front of him and wiped the sweat from his face.

"If you're not free, I can wait for a while. You can tell me."

Her movements were rare and gentle. In her heart, because Ling Jing was younger than her, she would always be more tolerant of him.

In addition to heartbeat, there is also tolerance. And because of her experience, she won't let her care about these little things. I really don't care.

"I, wasn't I afraid that you would wait too long for me?" Ling Jing let her use a tissue to wipe her sweat, and finally grabbed her hand: "If I make you wait too long, I will feel bad."

Su Peizhen glanced at him, wiped off his sweat and handed a box to his hand.

"This is a gift for you."

"So good?" Ling Jing looked at the box: "Why is there a gift? What date is it?"

“Celebrate your first day on the job.”

Ling Jing held the box and looked at Su Peizhen, who had curved eyebrows and a soft expression. He suddenly leaned over and kissed her lips hard.

After all, it was right on the side of the road. Su Peizhen pushed his body.

After he had kissed her enough, he let go of her, and his forehead touched hers: "I personally prefer to celebrate in another way."

This guy is really—

Su Peizhen no longer wanted to speak.

"Let's go to dinner. How about treating you to some Japanese food? I know a store that serves very good eel rice."

"Okay." Ling Jing watched her start the car. He sat back down, squeezed the box in his hand, and took out his cell phone.

"What are you doing?"

"Take pictures." Ling Jing smiled at her: "Celebrate the first gift you gave me."

The corners of Su Peizhen's lips couldn't help but curl up. In fact, Ling Jing is really good. If she is happy, she is happy, and if she is unhappy, she is unhappy.

His emotions are all obvious, like a child's.

The moment she smiled, Ling Jing looked at her profile as she was concentrating on driving, took a photo of her, and paired it with the box.

But instead of sending it to Moments, I sent a message to Gu Xiu the moment I put down my phone.

His car parked at the back door of the bakery and asked Gu Xiu to drive his car back to Rongyuan.

This is not a long-term solution either. He thought of a way to prevent Su Peizhen from coming to him next time.

He suddenly turned to look at Su Peizhen. In fact, she had taken the bait now. He has achieved his goal and can leave.

But--

I don't know why, but there is a trace of hesitation in my heart.

He told himself that it was because Su Peizhen hadn't fallen in love with him yet, not completely and completely.

He wanted to wait until she fell in love with him completely before peeling off that layer of paper. At that time, it was his complete victory.

How will she react then?

Ling Jing held her chin with one hand and looked at Su Peizhen's serious face while driving. She didn't know why, but suddenly she didn't dare to think further.

Four thousand words. Master Ling, Master Ling, are you done with it? Is it difficult to ride a tiger? Ha ha ha ha. The fun lies behind.