Xia Ling nodded her head and knew not to disturb the busy man further.
In fact, what she and Nanny Zhou did not know was that Pei Ziheng was busy, but not to the extent that he could not be home for dinner. It was merely that he could not face her ever since he discovered that the child she was expecting was somebody else's. He could not guarantee that he wouldn't do anything rash if he were around her.
Xia Ling did not really want to be around Pei Ziheng either. She always felt a kind of pressure whenever they were together, and it was always suffocating.
Knowing that he would not be home for dinner actually cheered her up.
Xia Ling diverted attention and recalled the incident by the stage. She knew exactly who pushed her down the steps — it was Xia Yu, that sister of hers.
Her heart hardened a little.
