On the day of the blind date, the billionaire and I had a flash marriage

Lu Zhicheng just wanted to throw away the rag in his hand because he couldn't hold back his anger.

Pei Anan had already opened a crack in the door in a panic.

"Sister, sister, why did you ask Zhicheng to wipe the floor? Let me do it. How can Zhicheng do such a thing? He has never done it before."

Pei Anan ran out in a hurry, without even wearing shoes.

Pei Qinghuan saw her in a hurry and frowned slightly, "An'an, don't run out like this, you just had a fever..."

"It's okay. Sister, I took medicine and got better. It's okay. Let me do it. How can Zhicheng, a grown man, mop the floor?"

Pei An'an took the rag from Lu Zhicheng and looked up at Pei Qinghuan cautiously, "Sister, don't talk about Zhicheng. Zhicheng is a grown man after all. He doesn't understand this."

Pei An was on guard, so Lu Zhicheng snorted, "I don't know if I came out early. I took the medicine slowly, so I said it's okay to have a fever."

Pei Anan reluctantly smiled at Lu Zhicheng and reached out to wipe the rag.

The next second, the rag was grabbed by Pei Qinghuan, "Forget it, An'an, you are sick, don't touch these."

Pei Anan looked at her with a smile and said, "Sister, you are serious. How can I be so squeamish? Give it to me."

Pei Qinghuan couldn't stand it. Watching her sister take the rag, she lifted up her cuffs.

Pei Qinghuan lowered his head and was about to help when he suddenly caught a glimpse of a bruise on Pei Anan's hand.

"An'an, what's going on here..."

"Oh, I bumped into this while doing housework a few days ago."

There was a hint of stiffness on Pei An'an's face, and then he quickly put down his sleeves, as if he didn't want Pei Qinghuan to see the marks on them clearly.

Lu Zhicheng also had some unnatural expression on his face, "Yes, we just bumped into each other. An An is so sloppy and slow to do anything. He can bump into her even when doing housework. Raising a woman is troublesome."

Pei Qinghuan frowned and wanted to lower his head to take a closer look. Pei Anan suddenly put down the basin and looked at Pei Qinghuan with a smile, "Sister, stop talking about me. Is there something wrong with you coming here today?"

"Yes, I forgot to mention that I am going to meet my elders this weekend. My husband's parents will be here. Then you and your brother-in-law will also come together, and we will all meet and have a meal together."

Lu Zhicheng was usually choked by this sister-in-law, but now he couldn't help but feel a little proud. His job was already pretty good, so he naturally felt superior. "Let's meet my brother-in-law. What kind of job does he have? Maybe I can help."

Pei Qinghuan said vaguely, "We will know about the job in the construction industry when the time comes."

"Okay, okay sister, I understand, I will definitely be there when the time comes, don't worry."

Pei Anan looked at Pei Qinghuan and guessed that her brother-in-law's job might not be very good, and she was afraid that her sister would be embarrassed and interrupted them.

"Sister, it's getting late. I just took medicine and am feeling much better. You should go back quickly."

Pei Qinghuan glanced at the time and said, "Okay, I'll go back first."

"An An, you must have a good rest and stop doing these tasks. You have a fever today. Lu Zhicheng, you must take good care of An An."

Lu Zhicheng was only thinking about sending Pei Qinghuan away quickly, and said with a perfunctory expression, "Okay, okay, don't worry, I will take good care of An An."

Pei Qinghuan still wanted to explain something, but seeing that Pei Anan was a little impatient, she had no choice but to bring the fruit delivered to her door to Pei Anan.

"I'm leaving, An'an, have a good rest."

The door is closed.

Pei Anan finally breathed a sigh of relief when she watched Pei Qinghuan leave. She carefully lifted up her sleeves, and her arms were covered with bruises.

That was last night. Lu Zhicheng had drunk too much and beat her with a clothes drying rack. Because the beating was so severe, when she got up just now, she discovered that two clothes drying racks were broken on the ground.

Her hands used to be slender and beautiful, and her peers praised her for not getting a hand model, but now her hands are rough and covered with calluses.

Before she could come to her senses, Lu Zhicheng urged impatiently, "What are you still doing? Quickly wipe the floor. You haven't gotten up all morning, and no one in our family can even cook. Do you want me to Mom takes care of you?"

Pei An'an was actually still a little dizzy, and felt a little dry after hearing this, "Zhicheng, don't you have nothing to say to me? You drank last night..."

How could Lu Zhicheng not know what she wanted to say.

Even if the man drank, he actually knew exactly what happened. Alcohol was not an amnesia drug. He knew that he almost beat Pei Anan half to death last night.

But as long as Pei An'an didn't point it out, Lu Zhicheng could pretend to be dumbfounded and pretend he didn't know.

He touched his nose, opened his eyes and told lies.

"What are you talking about?! My head still hurts after drinking. I have forgotten everything. Don't ask me! I'm going back to sleep. Your sister just scolded me when she came here. You don't reflect on yourself!"

Before Lu Zhicheng cursed and went back to the room, he added, "Next time, don't beat around the bush and ask your sister to come to the house! It doesn't feel like home! It's really a big trumpet to tell outsiders what happens in our house!"

Lu Zhicheng said as he slammed the door.

He snorted coldly from behind the door and threw the blame on Pei Anan's head.