Endless Fall

Chapter 64 - The Information I Got Is More Interesting



Chapter 64: The Information I Got Is More Interesting

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“She’s pregnant?”


“No.”


Pei Zhi could not be bothered to guess. “Just tell me.”


“She came for a gynecological check-up.” Shen Yi said as he walked down the stairs. “Then I found something interesting.”


“What?”


“Her cervix is transverse, and her endometrium is especially thin. She also has signs of tubal adhesion.”


“Explain it in human language.” Pei Zhi was not a medical student, so he did not understand a thing he said.


Shen Yi summarized, “She had many miscarriages and it’s very difficult for her to get pregnant again.”


“That’s all?”


“Aren’t you surprised?”


“I already got someone to investigate her.” Pei Zhi took out some vegetables with one hand and said calmly, “The information I got is ten times more interesting than what you found.”


“Tell me about it.”


“It’s hard to describe it in a few words.”


Shen Yi was stunned. “Is it that interesting?”


“I’m afraid it’s more exciting than you can ever imagine.”


“I couldn’t tell when I met her.” He recalled her good-girl-like look and clicked his tongue. “So Gu Quan was fooled by her?”


“He made the choice himself. Who can he blame?”


“That’s true.” Shen Yi sneered. “He deserves it. He threw away the real watermelon for a fake sesame seed.”


“Right.” Pei Zhi rolled up his sleeves and placed the vegetables he had taken out into the sink. “Let’s talk later. I’ll wash the vegetables.”


Shen Yi immediately smelled dog food.


He walked to the car and opened the driver’s door. “Chu Yuzhou is in a relationship with that actress. Why don’t we come out for a gathering this weekend?”


“Alright.” Pei Zhi was not surprised at all.


He put his phone aside and rolled up his sleeves to turn on the tap. After washing the vegetables, he put the pork ribs into the pot to simmer.


After removing the blood, he boiled a pot of water and poured the pork ribs in. He added the condiments and ginger and stewed it at low heat.


Wisps of mist rose from the vents in the pot lid.


A strong fragrance floated into the living room and entered Lin Jiao’s nose, waking her up.


She stood up with the help of the blanket and approached the figure busy cooking in the kitchen.


“Uncle.” When she saw him turn around and look at her gently, an indescribable feeling arose in her heart.


Pei Zhi scooped up a spoonful of soup. “Are you hungry?”


“A little.”


“Try it.” He blew on the noodles twice and fed it to her. “How does it taste?”


Lin Jiao smacked her lips. “I don’t know if there’s something wrong with my taste buds, but I think it’s bland.”


She was about to let him scoop up another spoonful when he took two sips too.


“Your taste bud is fine.” Pei Zhi sprinkled some salt into the pot and stirred it gently.


He said calmly, “Help me set up the table.”


“Okay,” Lin Jiao said meekly.


She placed the utensils on the table. When he brought out two dishes and a soup, her stomach growled.


“Let’s eat.” Pei Zhi placed some food in her bowl.


Lin Jiao, whose attention was distracted, picked up the chopsticks beside her and did not notice that she was already used to him taking care of her.


In fact, she did not feel uncomfortable or embarrassed like before.


“Uncle, your cooking has improved again.” Lin Jiao looked sideways, her eyes filled with approval.


“Is that so?”


“Yes.” She held the bowl with both hands. “After eating your food, my stomach doesn’t hurt anymore.”


Pei Zhi chuckled. “Then I’ll cook for you too in the future.” Afraid that she would refuse, he added, “There is still plenty of room for my cooking skill to improve.”


“I think your cooking skill is good enough. There is no need to improve it.”


“There is.”


Lin Jiao looked puzzled.


Before she could ask, he said, “The way to my future girlfriend’s heart is through her stomach.”


“Uncle…”


“Yes?”


“Aren’t you aware of how good you already are?”


Pei Zhi was confused. “How so?”


“Your appearance, personality, and financial ability are enough to move the hearts of many women. Who will care about your cooking skill?”


“What if she’s a foodie?”


Lin Jiao was very certain. “Even so, you can still win her heart.” At least in her opinion, he had no problem chasing any girls.


Pei Zhi took out a tissue to wipe his lips and smiled meaningfully. “You said it yourself.”


Lin Jiao did not understand what he meant and only nodded.


She finished the remaining rice and was about to clean up when he pushed her to the living room.


“I’ll wash it.” Pei Zhi turned around with the dishes, not giving her a chance to refuse.



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