Chapter 935 - I’m Pepsi’s Future Husband (18)
The Heir is Here: Quiet Down, School Prince!
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
An Xiaxiaâs voice was soft and her eyes clear and innocent.
Sheng Yize forced a smile. âYes.â
âIâll go with you, then.â An Xiaxia was mindful of the companyâs overall interests, and knew she should give top priority to the general situation now.
Sheng Yize let out a breath of relief and talked An Xiaxia into going to bed early.
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The next day.
Sheng Yize drove An Xiaxia to Ye City himself.
In order to stall for as long as he could, he came up with all sorts of excuses, postponing their supposed meeting with the âbusiness partner.â
On the third day, An Xiaxia became suspicious. âSheng Yize, do they have such a low opinion of the Song Group? Plus, you came here yourself; they should at least show the president of Shengshi some respect, shouldnât they?â
Sheng Yize realized that he couldnât continue stalling any longer. He went out to the balcony to make a phone call and came back with the news: âThereâs a banquet tomorrow. The Xu Group will be there.â
âGreat. Iâll be the face of the company tomorrow and you do all the talking.â An Xiaxia looked relieved. She then remembered something. âAh, Iâm going to make a video call to Cola and Pepsi...â
Sheng Yize took her hand. âThat can wait. Go pick a dress first.â
âWhy, anything will do! Iâm not there to be pretty!â
Sheng Yize wouldnât have it and said with a straight face, âYouâre my wife, and in a way, you represent me. I donât care if Iâm wearing a sweatshirt, shorts, and slippers, but you need to put on something pretty.â
An Xiaxia didnât know whether to laugh or cry. âAlright.â
Sheng Yize then took her shopping for the entire afternoon and bought her quite a few outfits. After they got back to the hotel, An Xiaxia took a shower. When she came out, Sheng Yize pinned her to the washstand.
She cried out in surprise, âWhat are you doing?â
Sheng Yize answered that question with action...
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It went on until past midnight, and An Xiaxia was too tired to even move a toe. She fell asleep immediately.
Sheng Yize tucked her in, sat up, and opened his WeChat.
Grandma Sheng had sent him some photos. Pepsi had been undergoing treatment in the past few days and wouldnât eat properly. She looked much thinner than before.
Caressing Pepsiâs bright eyes in the pictures, Sheng Yize sighed heavily.
An Xiaxia mumbled in her dreams, âPepsi...â
âPepsiâs doing very well...â Sheng Yize replied, then smiled bitterly.
He was only deceiving himself as well as the little dummy beside him.
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The next day.
Sheng Yize took An Xiaxia to the banquet.
The event was attended by distinguished personages in the business circle and social elites. Such an atmosphere wasnât to An Xiaxiaâs liking, and Sheng Yize had told her that that so-called Mr. Xu hadnât arrived yet, so she simply found herself a quiet corner and watched Sheng Yize socialize, propping her chin up in her hands.
He didnât talk much, but could always get straight to the heart of the matter with unique point of views. He might look aloof and distant, but if he chose to, he could strike up a conversation with just about anyone.
âXiaxia, you love Sheng Yize very much, donât you?â A female voice rang out at that moment, which surprised An Xiaxia. Turning around, she saw that a woman in a red dress and heavy makeup had sat down next to her when she wasnât looking.
It was Lan Yu.
She was as quiet as a ghost and An Xiaxia didnât even know when she had arrived.
âMiss Lan...â An Xiaxia greeted her.
Lan Yu smiled at her, then darted a glance at Sheng Yize in the distance. âHeâs indeed a remarkable man. Itâs only normal that you would fall in love with him.â
An Xiaxia smiled back, but didnât want to say anything.
âWhat a pity. You love him so much, but what about him? Does he genuinely care for you? I donât think so.â Lan Yu caressed her fingernails and said in a casual voice, âI think Sheng Yizeâs too good an actor for you to tell what he really thinks of you.â