Chapter 455: Getting Married on Chinese Valentine's Day

Xia Ling was originally in a deep sleep. However, she was jolted awake by his sentence. During her pregnancy, she had many things in her heart, so she almost forgot about this hurdle that was approaching.

She bit her lip and plucked her courage. "When you said that you wanted to get a marriage certificate, you didn't know that my child was Li..." She felt guilty and asked cautiously in a low voice. "So, we don't need to officially get married now. Do you think..."

"No." Pei Ziheng knew that she did not want to get the marriage certificate and coldly interrupted her. "Put on your clothes and go."

Xia Ling's heart sank as she tried to put up a last fight. "If our marriage is official, he will become your eldest son by name. Why do you want to give this title to a child who is not destined to inherit the family business?"

Suddenly, Pei Ziheng turned around and looked at her darkly. "Xia Ling, listen carefully. You already agreed to give the child away once you gave birth to it. I don't care if it's a girl or boy. Once it's secretly sent away, I will publicly announce the child's death. Eldest son? It doesn't matter anymore."

Xia Ling shuddered. Publicly announce its death? She did not expect him to have this idea.

However, thinking about it carefully, to Pei Ziheng, this was already the best plan. The bottom line was not to leave the slightest possibility of the child inheriting the family business.

He would also be able to marry her.

Xia Ling murmured. "I don't want to get married."

Pei Ziheng said coldly. "You want to go back on your word? It's fine. I can break my promise too."

Break his promise and destroy the child.

Xia Ling hated him for using the child to threaten her the most. However, she could not do anything about it. Her eyes turned misty as she said, "Pei Ziheng, how could you be so despicable and force me to do things that I don't want to do?"

"Weren't you very willing to marry me in the past?" Pei Ziheng stated calmly. "To achieve your goal, you did not even hesitate to kill my fiancee. Now I want to marry you, but you want to flee? Not a chance."

His tone was gloomy like a voice from the depths of hell.

Xia Ling fell silent as she knew that she could not go against him.

Pei Ziheng pointed at the beautifully packaged clothing at the bedside again. "Change."

Her hands slightly quivered as she opened the package. Inside, there was a very delicate little dress. It had deep red embroidery that looked like a blooming rose, and the skirt was decorated with gorgeous and brilliant diamonds. It was expensive and extravagant.

Although she was only going to get a marriage certificate and there was no banquet, Pei Ziheng took this event very seriously.

She took the clothes to the bathroom, closed the door and changed into them.

Looking at herself in the mirror, she realized that she looked a little more lively wearing the red dress despite her paleness, looking somewhat like a new bride. Her hair was like snow, and she was beautiful and enchanting.

When she was very young during her past life, she always dreamed about the day she would marry him.

She thought about how she would be like on that day. Would she beautiful? Would she wear the most beautiful gown and become the happiest person in the world?

However, now, her gown was probably the most beautiful.

But she was the most unhappy person in the world.

She dawdled in the bathroom for a long time and only slowly walked out when Pei Ziheng hurried her.

Looking at her, there was a flash of amazement in Pei Ziheng's eyes.

"You're really beautiful." He said.

At this time, he had also changed his clothes. He was wearing a finely crafted suit which was as black as the night sky matched with an elegant burgundy tie and diamond tie clips for a gentle yet elegant look. Any unsuspecting little girls would be smitten with him at first sight.

He took her hand as they walked downstairs and got on the Rolls Royce.

Today, in the Rolls Royce, there was an unusual red rose in clear water. The chauffeur smiled and said, "Mister and Miss Ye, congratulations."

Pei Ziheng was in a good mood, so he said to the chauffeur, "You have to call her madam in the future."

The chauffeur found it humorous and smiled. "Yes. Congratulations madam."

Pei Ziheng gave him a very large red packet.

The chauffeur beamed as he took it and said a few auspicious words before steadily driving the car.

However, Xia Ling was in a bad mood. She knew that she could not object and was very quiet for the entire journey. Pei Ziheng also did not say anything and only held her hand tightly.

Xia Ling's fingers were cold, and her stomach faintly hurt again.

She said, "Pei Ziheng, I don't feel well."

Pei Ziheng slightly frowned. He warmly said, "Rest on my shoulder for a while. We will be there very soon."

Xia Ling said, "My stomach hurts. I want to go to the hospital."

Pei Ziheng thought that she was pretending, so he intensified his grip around her hand unconsciously. She yelped in pain before he slowly let go of her again. Pei Ziheng's tone was slightly heavier. "Xia Ling, no matter how uncomfortable you are, you have to tolerate it. We must settle our marriage today. After that, you can go to the hospital if you want. After we get our marriage certificate, I will take you there."

Thus, Xia Ling stopped talking. The pain in her lower abdomen gradually vanished. She sighed in relief. At the same time, she felt that the pain just now was only her imagination.

The car reached the entrance of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

On such a good day like the Chinese Valentine's Day, many people were there to get a marriage certificate. Couples lined up at the Civil Affairs Bureau, and it was extremely crowded. There were also many reporters and fans who knew that today was the day she was marrying Pei Ziheng and rushed to the vicinity early in the morning to wait for them. It was really bustling with activity there.

Under the eyes of the public, Pei Ziheng could not skip the queue easily, so he instructed the chauffeur to queue for them while he waited with Xia Ling in the car. A few bodyguards protected the Rolls Royce and made a cordon.

The car was quiet, perhaps too quiet. The vague pain in Xia Ling's lower abdomen started to come back again. She was uneasy as it turned out that the pain she felt in the morning was not a hallucination. At this point, she no longer cared about getting married. She said, "Pei Ziheng, I really need to go to the hospital."

Pei Ziheng said, "It'll be our turn very soon."

"I want to go to the hospital!" Xia Ling glared at him.

Pei Ziheng's voice was cold. "Xia Ling, even if you are going to die, you have to do it after we get our marriage certificate."

Xia Ling shivered in her heart. It was as if this was the first day she met this man.

She looked at him sorrowfully like she was looking at a stranger.

The pain in her lower abdomen intensified. She was really worried about the condition of her child and broke out in cold sweat.

However, Pei Ziheng still thought that she was faking it or did not even care if her stomach hurt. He only shut his lips tightly and coldly held her hand as he waited.

The long queue in front of the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a marriage certificate slowly moved. After a long time, the chauffeur called him. "Boss, it's your turn."

Pei Ziheng went to support Xia Ling.

Xia Ling desperately struggled as she said, "My stomach hurts. I want to get off the car."