famous first flash marriage

Ji Xiaoru held it tightly, trying to give him some warmth.

He pursed his lips tightly and remained silent for a full minute before slowly saying: "Indeed, you shouldn't have given birth to me. It's a pity that I can't choose who will be my mother."

"Snapped--!"

Zhu Liya raised her hand and slapped Pei Yuancheng forcefully.

The applause echoed crisply and loudly in the living room.

Ji Xiaoru was dumbfounded.

She never expected that Zhu Liya would hit Pei Yuancheng!
How can she do this?
A few clear finger marks soon appeared on Pei Yuancheng's pale face.

Ji Xiaoru asked with great heartache: "Does it hurt?"

Pei Yuancheng shook his head and said in a low voice, "It's okay."

Zhu Liya looked at the two arrogantly, without apology.

Ji Xiaoru clenched her fists and said to Zhu Liya unbearably: "You shouldn't treat him like this! How can there be a mother like you in the world?!"

"This is my family business, what does it have to do with you, an outsider."

Zhu Liya didn't pay attention to Ji Xiaoru at all, her eyes were contemptuous and indifferent.

"But he is your son, it's really sad that you did this!"

Ji Xiaoru said angrily.

"What's none of your business? It's not your turn to show your loyalty to him here."

The more Ji Xiaoru stood up for Pei Yuancheng, the more disgusted Zhu Liya felt.

In her eyes, Ji Xiaoru is a despicable and dirty traitor.

If she loved Lu Zi, it would be impossible for her to fall in love with Pei Yuancheng so soon and marry him so soon.

If she loved Pei Yuancheng, why did she stay with Lu Zi in the first place, and to make Lu Zi sacrifice his precious life for her?

In Zhu Liya's eyes, even if Ji Xiaoru died ten thousand times, it was not enough to calm her anger.

Lu Zi was raised by her alone. He is gentle and loyal, completely different from Pei Yuancheng.

Lu Zi's character can be said to be the template of a standard good man that Zhu Liya thinks.

She used to think, what kind of woman could have a son with such a perfect temperament?
Although Lu Zi's appearance is not as exquisite as Pei Yuancheng's, he is also handsome and handsome. Once he entered the entertainment industry, he became very popular.

What is commendable is that, like herself, Lu Zi has a charming voice and a very aura of acting.

This has enabled him to achieve great success and countless praises both in the music world and in the show business circle.

Lu Zi has always been her pride.

But because of Ji Xiaoru, he announced that he would quit the entertainment industry.

God knows how distressed she is.

At that time, she was filming abroad and had no time to meet with Lu Zi in person. When she finally finished her work and wanted to see him, the sad news of Lu Zi's drowning came.

And this news is still blocked from the outside world.

At Lu Zi's funeral, looking handsome and tall as before, but still unable to wake up, no matter how heartbreakingly she calls her name, it is impossible to call her "Mom" with a smile as usual Son, her heart is about to burst.

God knows how sad and desperate she is.

How could she not hate the chief culprit who killed Lu Zi?

Being able to refrain from retaliating against her is already her greatest mercy.

And this hateful woman dared to seduce her own son and marry him less than a year after Lu Zi's death.

This is really ridiculous and hateful.

Does this woman have no heart?
How thick-skinned does she have to appear in front of her without any shame?

She was going crazy.

And her biological son, Pei Yuancheng, once again made her feel deeply disappointed and angry.

She felt unworthy for Lu Zi.

She swore that she never wanted to see this disgusting couple again.

"Let's go."

Pei Yuancheng took Ji Xiaoru's hand and walked outside.

Zhu Liya looked up at the backs of the two, picked up the coffee cup on the table, and threw it hard behind the two.

"Get out—! Get out! Don't appear in front of my eyes again!!"

She couldn't help howling anymore.

The coffee cup fell on the floor behind Ji Xiaoru, and the shards of the glass splashed across her calf. She felt pain, but she didn't make a sound.

This little pain is nothing compared to the pain in Pei Yuancheng's heart.

Pei Yuancheng pursed his lips tightly, without saying a word, he dragged her into the elevator.

She noticed that his hands were frighteningly cold.

Holding both of his hands distressedly, she asked softly, "Does your face still hurt?"

"fine."

He shook his head.

His face was also unusually pale, and the color of his lips was lighter than usual.

This made Ji Xiaoru worry.

"Are there any discomforts?"

She looked at him worriedly.

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

Pei Yuancheng said in a low voice.

There was a deep tiredness in his voice.

She thought he was really tired.

"I'll drive when I go back, Yuan Sheng."

she suggested to him.

"it is good."

He didn't object.

She thought he must be extremely tired.

So they stopped talking, and the two quietly went down to the first floor and walked out of the apartment building quietly.

It was still very hot at noon, and I don't know when it will become cloudy.

The air is humid, but the temperature rises instead of falling. This kind of weather will undoubtedly make people more restless.

Ji Xiaoru had a lot to say, but she was afraid that if she said too much, it would be self-defeating. After much deliberation, she remained silent, holding Pei Yuancheng's hand tightly, hoping to give him some comfort.

When the two came to the parking lot, Ji Xiaoru directly opened the rear door and said, "Sit in the back, you can sleep for a while if you are tired."

"Ah."

Pei Yuancheng sat in and closed his eyes wearily.

Ji Xiaoru stood by the car door, seeing this, a strong desire for pity welled up in her heart.

She reached out and stroked his hair gently.

"everything will get better."

she said softly.

"Will not."

Pei Yuancheng closed his eyes and murmured.

Ji Xiaoru felt uncomfortable for a while, she touched Pei Yuancheng's cold and pale cheek with her hand, and said, "Even so, I will always be by your side."

"……Um."

"Go to sleep."

She patted his head again, and finally came to the driver's seat to start the engine.

She was always worried about Pei Yuancheng on the way, and would watch him from the rearview mirror from time to time, but Pei Yuancheng was always very quiet, sitting there with his eyes closed, motionless, as if he was asleep or meditating.

Ji Xiaoru wanted to get home quickly, but he didn't dare to drive too fast because of Pei Yuancheng.

She was heartbroken along the way.

She tried to calm herself down, but found she couldn't.

She was really worried about him.

Even looking at him like this, she felt uneasy.

She couldn't explain why, as long as she faced Pei Yuancheng, she couldn't help being overwhelmed with maternal love. She always felt that he was like a child who needed love and care, and wanted to do her best to treat him well and make him happy.

This kind of mood, she has lived for 27 years, but she has never had it with other men.

Even...to Lu Chenxi.

When Lu Chenxi was alive, he was always healthy, cheerful and sunny.

He can take good care of himself, besides, he has assistants, agents, and many fans.

Ji Xiaoru rarely took the initiative to take care of him.

She thinks that he doesn't need to take care of himself.

With Lu Chenxi, basically Lu Chenxi is taking care of Ji Xiaoru.

She enjoyed his kindness to her with peace of mind, and only felt that everything was logical.

Perhaps, Lu Chenxi often treats herself with a lot of paternal love, and treats herself as a little girl who needs to be taken care of and loved.

But she was unfair to Lu Chenxi.

Her desire to care and pity was not given to him.

Instead, he gave it to his brother, Pei Yuancheng.

After all, she was sorry for him.

Thinking of this, Ji Xiaoru, who was driving the car, had tears in his eyes.

She was wrong, she thought.

But all this has happened.

She suddenly felt that there was nothing wrong with Julia hating herself.

She should hate herself.

She can't be too hard on herself.

Even if Zhu Liya slapped herself, she deserved it, and she would never dodge, resist, let alone complain.

However, Zhu Liya shouldn't treat Pei Yuancheng that way.

What did Pei Yuancheng do wrong?
From beginning to end, he was the most innocent.

He has never been sorry to anyone.

In the small but warm and elegant bedroom, a man and a woman lay naked.

The clothes of the two were spread out on the floor and on the bed, adding a bit of clutter to this neat and orderly room.

The windows are half-open, and white embroidered half-blackout cotton curtains float gently in the breeze.

Outside the window, there was a chirping of orioles, and the young man lying on the bed was disturbed and gradually woke up from his sleep.

He first reached out and rubbed his eyes, then slowly opened them.

The style of the ceiling and overhead chandelier was a little strange, he rolled his eyes and looked at the woman lying beside him.

The woman's hair was disheveled, her face was pale, her lips were dry, and her facial features were acceptable, but they were not beautiful.

As consciousness regained, he began to realize what had happened.

Then, he sat up abruptly from the bed.

what time is it?
Is the young master back yet?

Has anyone found themselves?

It should be... no one found himself here, right?

The outside door is locked, and Yi Xiaoxiao is not familiar with the people here, so no one should come in.

He forced himself to calm down, then frantically searched for his phone among the messy piles of laundry on the floor and bed.

He has rummaged through all the clothes, nothing.

Without his cell phone.

Where did it go?

Was it hidden by Yi Xiaoxiao?

He frowned and looked at the woman who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, hesitating whether to wake her up.

At this moment, Yi Xiaoxiao opened his eyes.

She looked at him with dazed eyes, then opened her mouth and yawned big.

If she still had Jin Xiaoyi's face, yawning would be beautiful, but now she looks ordinary, and her yawning is naturally an ordinary yawn without any sense of beauty.

"What's wrong……"

She asked Mu Zihao.

"My phone is gone."

There was a trace of irritability on Mu Zihao's young face.

Without a mobile phone, he has no way of knowing the exact time, let alone whether the young master or anyone else has come to him for something urgent.

Modern young people often suffer from mobile phone anxiety. They feel irritable when they don’t look at their mobile phones for a moment. When they go out, their mobile phones run out of battery, which is more serious than not bringing money and ID cards——

This is not unreasonable.

At this moment Mu Zihao suddenly realized the importance of the mobile phone.

People rely on mobile phones because mobile phones provide people with convenient services at every moment of every day.

Modern people feel like they are on an isolated island without a mobile phone.

Few people can completely stay away from mobile phones.

Even an 80-year-old grandma can flexibly use her mobile phone to make video calls with her children and grandchildren.

Not to mention how many sunset lovers express their feelings through WeChat on their mobile phones.

Or, many square dance masters can also win the hearts of fans by using their mobile phones to broadcast live.

No one can leave their phone.

Mu Zihao is no exception.

"Missing your phone? What a big deal... Don't worry, look for it slowly."

Yi Xiaoxiao woke up completely, sat up slowly from the bed, and couldn't understand the anxious look of Mu Zihao who was always calm.

After all, she doesn't care about other people, only Pei Yuancheng is in her eyes, so the mobile phone is of little use to her.

She doesn't rely on her mobile phone to communicate with outsiders like Mu Zihao.

"Did you see my phone?"

Mu Zihao suddenly stared at Yi Xiaoxiao and asked.

Yi Xiaoxiao sneered: "...you don't think I hid your phone, do you?"

"……no."

Mu Zihao blushed slightly when he was told the central matter, but he could only deny it categorically.

But Yi Xiaoxiao's small eyes are so insightful into Qiushui.

She saw it and didn't say it anymore, she just smiled and got out of bed, and helped Mu Zihao find his phone with bare feet on the ground.

She's not just barefoot, she's naked as well.

Mu Zihao watched in astonishment as Yi Xiaoxiao, who was completely naked, just pouted her back so calmly and pouted around.

"Looks like it's under the bed."

Suddenly, Yi Xiaoxiao, who was bowed on the ground, looked up at him and said.

"Oh... oh! Really?"

"real."

Yi Xiaoxiao stretched out her slender arms and tried to reach, but soon gave up.

"I don't know why it's so far away. I can't reach it. Come by yourself."

She said to Mu Zihao.

"okay."

Mu Zihao was ashamed to crawl around naked like Yi Xiaoxiao, so he quickly found his shirt and put it on, and found his underwear under the pillow on the bed.

Yi Xiaoxiao sneered: "You are so neatly dressed, are you still afraid of me seeing it?"

Mu Zihao said unnaturally, "It's so strange not to wear clothes."

Yi Xiaoxiao stood up from the ground, sat naked on the single sofa beside the bed, and looked at Mu Zihao with a smile.

"What's strange, anyway, I've seen it a long time ago, so there's no need to be ashamed."

Mu Zihao was at a loss for words, after all, he was younger than Yi Xiaoxiao, and before meeting Yi Xiaoxiao, he had never even had sex with other women.

Yi Xiaoxiao looked at Mu Zihao, and felt that this innocence in Mu Zihao was quite cute.

Mu Zihao quickly took out his mobile phone from under the bed.

Looking at the time, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.

sky……

He actually stayed here with Yi Xiaoxiao for almost a day.

Fortunately, the young master went out today...

He hurried to see if the young master had called him, but fortunately, Pei Yuancheng had not contacted him until now.

Mu Zihao involuntarily breathed a sigh of relief.

Looking at the missed calls, there were quite a few. They were nothing more than calls from the chef at home and a supermarket chain that often delivered fresh ingredients to Pei's family.

These are not important matters. To Mu Zihao, as long as it is not from Pei Yuancheng, nothing else is important.
Of course, since Pei Yuancheng is going to marry Ji Xiaoru soon, there is one more person on Mu Zihao's list of important people, and that is Ji Xiaoru.

However, Ji Xiaoru almost never called him.

As long as she doesn't get sick, she has a heartless and carefree temper, and doesn't worry about anything. This kind of character naturally saves Mu Zihao a lot of trouble.

Because in the past when Uncle Yan had thrown him elsewhere for an internship, the most troublesome roles in those big families were often the roles of wives and young ladies.

If a man had several wives at the same time, and these wives gave birth to several daughters at the same time... that would be double the trouble.

Several of Mu Zihao's friends are in such troubles. Being a housekeeper in such a family is painful every day.

Everyone envied Zihao.

After all, Pei Yuancheng is rich and beautiful, but also pure-hearted and ascetic. He is almost thirty and has neither married a wife nor created a single trouble.

Finally, everyone was looking forward to Pei Yuancheng's "trouble", but this "trouble" was not troublesome at all.

Mu Zihao is also very grateful to Pei Yuancheng for giving him such a good material life and making his work easy and organized.

For him, the current life is quiet and peaceful, except for Yi Xiaoxiao, it can be said that there are no worries.

And Yi Xiaoxiao's appearance was just to create troubles for him, constant troubles.

"Is he back?"

Yi Xiaoxiao didn't wear any clothes, so she just sat on the single sofa in front of the window and asked.

Although Mu Zihao likes Yi Xiaoxiao, he has to admit that Yi Xiaoxiao has a pretty good figure, but he still doesn't want to just look directly at her body.

So he pretended to look down at his phone, but he was playing Lianliankan boringly.

"not yet."

"When does he come back?"

Yi Xiaoxiao was not satisfied with the answer and continued to ask.

"I do not know either."

Mu Zihao said while playing Lianliankan.

"Why don't you know? Aren't you his housekeeper?"

"I've explained it, the young master's whereabouts don't need to be explained to me."

Mu Zihao said very patiently.

Yi Xiaoxiao glared at Mu Zihao: "You must tell me immediately when he comes back."

"Ah."

Mu Zihao answered absently.

Yi Xiaoxiao reached out and touched her forehead, muttering: "sh/it."

"How to say dirty words?"

Mu Zihao shifted his gaze from his mobile phone to Yi Xiaoxiao.

He thought Yi Xiaoxiao was scolding himself.

Yi Xiaoxiao exhaled and leaned back on the sofa: "The fever is gone."

"..."

It was only then that Mu Zihao knew that Yi Xiaoxiao was actually angry that the fever had subsided.

It's also kind of funny.

There is no one who is sick who does not wish to recover quickly.

Yi Xiaoxiao was an exception, she was actually angry because she recovered her health.

"It seems that the medicine is working well."

He deliberately said: "This is imported medicine, specially made, only people like the young master can take it."

"You shouldn't have given me such a good medicine."

Yi Xiaoxiao said depressedly: "In this way, I will suffer in vain last night."