On the day I was kicked out of my parents’ home, I had a flash marriage with the richest man.

Chapter 1513 Preparing for the Wedding

Meng Zhidong rested in the hospital for two days and his cold symptoms finally eased.

Pei Jiayin booked a plane ticket and the two of them returned to the capital together.

Meng Zhidong insisted on sending Pei Jiayin home.

He parked his car in the airport parking lot, paid the parking fee, and drove Pei Jiayin away from the airport.

On the way, neither of them spoke.

Meng Zhidong turned his head from time to time to look at Pei Jiayin who was sitting in the passenger seat, with a gentle and heartwarming smile on his lips.

Pei Jiayin felt uncomfortable being stared at by him and turned her head to look out the window.

When they arrived at Pei Jiayin's house, it was already dark. Meng Zhidong was worried about Pei Jiayin and wanted to send her upstairs personally.

Pei Jiayin refused and walked forward with her suitcase.

Meng Zhidong grabbed the suitcase and helped her open the unit door.

Pei Jiayin was about to take the suitcase back, but when Meng Zhidong dodged, the back of his hand was accidentally cut by a piece of metal sheet raised by the unit door. Blood flowed out.

Pei Jiayin quickly covered Meng Zhidong's hand, "Why are you so careless?"

"It's okay, it's not serious." Meng Zhidong said nonchalantly.

"How can it not be serious? That's rusty iron. Do you want to get a tetanus shot?" Pei Jiayin was so worried that she wanted to take Meng Zhidong to the hospital.

"It's really nothing, it's just a small cut, you can apply some medicine to me and it will be fine."

At Meng Zhidong's insistence, Pei Jiayin took Meng Zhidong upstairs to apply medicine, helped him carefully apply disinfectant, ointment, and then bandaged it with gauze.

Pei Jiayin was not professional at all in this area and the bandage she made was ugly, but Meng Zhidong still thought it looked good and felt warm in his heart.

Pei Jiayin's father is on a business trip again and has not been home recently.

Pei Jiayin heard Meng Zhidong's stomach growling. He had caught a cold recently and had a poor appetite. He hadn't eaten anything on the plane. Pei Jiayin asked.

"Let me cook you something to eat."

"Okay!" Meng Zhidong's eyes lit up.

He has never tasted Pei Jiayin's cooking.

"What to eat?"

"It will be all right."

Pei Jiayin rummaged through the refrigerator. No one had been at home for many days and many vegetables had gone bad. She threw the rotten vegetables into the trash can and saw that the eggs were still good and she happened to have some noodles.

"Can I cook noodles?"

"can."

Just cooking noodles without vegetables would not look pretty enough.

Pei Jiayin recalled that the vegetables her father grew in pots were said to be new varieties researched by the Academy of Sciences. Her father treasured them very much and never dared to eat them.

She went to the balcony and saw the lettuce had wilted because it had not been watered for many days.

It is indeed a good variety. Just one flower fills the entire pot, as if a huge green flower has bloomed.

She watered the flowerpot, carefully broke off a few leaves, and pinched a few scallion leaves as chopped green onions.

Meng Zhidong stood at the kitchen door, looking at Pei Jiayin who was busy in the kitchen, his lips curved into a smile, a feeling of happiness and warmth crept into his heart.

Pei Jiayin put the noodles and poached eggs into the pot and looked back at him, "What are you laughing at?"

"I smile when I feel happy."

Pei Jiayin was speechless, "Are you happy just by cooking noodles for you?"

"It depends on who cooks noodles for me. If someone I like pours me a glass of water, I'll be happy."

Pei Jiayin curled her lips, "When did you learn to be so slick?"

Meng Zhidong came over and hugged Pei Jiayin from behind.

"I have never learned to be glib and have always thought that glib words are disgusting and hypocritical. But at this moment, I realized that some nice words are not learned or deceptive, but are spoken from the bottom of my heart."

Pei Jiayin couldn't help blushing and pushed Meng Zhidong behind her uncomfortably.

"I'm cooking noodles. I feel uncomfortable when you hold me like this."

"You're not used to it. Are you sorry?" Meng Zhidong said.

Pei Jiayin's ears turned red. "Go sit in the living room and don't disturb me while I'm cooking noodles."

Meng Zhidong looked at Pei Jiayin's red ears and laughed softly, "No, I just want to hold you like this."

He wanted to hold Pei Jiayin like this for the rest of his life.

He had always restrained himself, been respectful and polite, and never dared to overstep his authority towards Pei Jiayin.

But now, I don’t have to restrain myself and always want to stick to Pei Jiayin all the time.

I don't want to leave her for even a second.

Although Pei Jiayin was a little uncomfortable, she was also a little greedy for Meng Zhidong's warm embrace.

After pushing and shoving a few times and failing to open the door, he just let Meng Zhidong go.

The noodles were cooked almost immediately. The range hood was humming in the kitchen, and they didn't hear the door being opened.

Pei Jianguo heard some noise in the kitchen and thought that Pei Jiayin knew he was back and was cooking for him, so he put down his suitcase and walked towards the kitchen with a smile.

"She is really Dad's little cotton-padded jacket. She knows Dad is tired and hungry, and she knows to cook for Dad."

When Pei Jianguo saw Meng Zhidong holding Pei Jiayin in the kitchen, his raised foot was frozen in mid-air and did not fall for a long time. He was like a petrified person nailed to the spot.

What's happening here?

How did they hug each other?

Didn't they break up and never contact each other again?

Meng Zhidong quickly let go of Pei Jiayin, "Uncle, you're back."

Pei Jiayin was so embarrassed that she wished she could find a hole to crawl into, and used a spoon to cover her cheeks which were as red as clouds.

"Dad, why are you back? Why didn't you call me in advance?"

What a shame.

Pei Jianguo finally reacted and slapped his forehead, "Oh, I still have work to do."

Having said that, he quickly turned around and walked out.

"Uncle, uncle!" Meng Zhidong called out twice and chased after him.

At the door, Pei Jianguo put on his shoes, said a few words and went out.

"You guys continue, I'm just afraid I won't be able to come back tonight."

Pei Jianguo didn't let out a long sigh until he walked out of the corridor, and felt that his stuffy chest was much more relaxed.

He immediately called Meng's mother and asked her, "When did this happen? Why didn't you tell me?"

Mother Meng was confused. "What time did it happen? What are you talking about?"

When Pei Jianguo heard that Meng's mother didn't know, he said, "Zhidong and Jiayin, I saw them hugging each other."

"What?!" Meng's mother suddenly lost her composure and screamed, hurting Pei Jianguo's eardrums, and quickly put the phone away.

"You...you...you must have seen it wrong. They haven't been in touch for a long time. How could they suddenly hug each other?"

Pei Jianguo pointed at his own eyes and said, "How could it be false if I saw it with my own eyes? It happened right in my house."

Mother Meng's voice was trembling with excitement. "Really? Are you sure you didn't see it wrong? They...really hugged each other?"

"Absolutely true!"

Mother Meng laughed out loud, "Great! They finally got it. So, should our two families discuss the wedding?"

"Let me tell you, your son has children and is married, but my daughter is a grown-up girl who has never been married. You can't treat my daughter badly!" Pei Jianguo said.

"Of course, I won't. I will definitely marry Jiayin with the highest etiquette."

The two old men picked up the phone and started discussing where to hold the banquet and how many people to invite.

They became more and more excited as they talked, as if Pei Jiayin and Meng Zhidong were going to have their wedding tomorrow.

upstairs.

Meng Zhidong slurped his noodles.

I don’t know why, even though this bowl of noodles is very ordinary, he thinks it is very, very delicious, even better than that cooked by a five-star chef.

Pei Jiayin felt a sense of accomplishment when she saw Meng Zhidong eating with relish.

The two of them were still very restrained and polite, sitting opposite each other across the table.

They had no idea that the two elderly people were already preparing a wedding for them.