The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

Jiang Ruoli was stunned, and she desperately supported herself on the man's chest with both hands, feeling delicate, shy and annoyed. She couldn't get over this, right?

I hate Xu Mengan so much.

"I...I didn't even have time to look before..."

She didn't lie. As soon as she entered, the police called her at lightning speed.

Pei Zigui could no longer hold back his laughter. He raised his hand and pinched Jiang Ruoli's blushing face, then pushed him down and kissed him.

The hot breath sprayed on the skin, making people feel dizzy and their mouths dry.

The man kissed and coaxed her: "Then you must study hard next time."

Jiang Ruoli raised his eyes, and was trapped in the dark pupils, unable to move.

The last thing I remember hearing before I lost my mind was, "The old house is not soundproof, remember to shout softly."

The moonlight is gentle, and the roses stain the fir trees. The breeze blows up the screen window, bringing a room full of tenderness.

……

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On the other side of the house, Ye Die couldn't fall asleep for a long time.

Since the first day she entered university, she had been looking up to Pei Zigui. But he never saw her and never even glanced at her.

Ye Die was born in an ordinary family. Her gambler father and runaway mother were the home she wanted to escape from at all costs.

A few years ago, Ye Die met Pei's father by chance. She understood that this was the life-saving straw to change her destiny.

Pei Zigui had already taken over the Pei family, and Pei's father did not have any real power. People's ambitions grow, and gradually, Ye Die began to be dissatisfied, both materially and spiritually.

Could it be possible that a gifted child like Pei Zigui could be conquered by a delicate and temperamental lady like Jiang Ruoli?

"Why are you tossing and turning and not sleeping?"

Ye Die was startled, turned over and hugged him, and said coquettishly: "Hubby, I miss you."

Father Pei pushed her away and said, "I'm tired today. Let's do it next time."

The night light shone on Ye Die's unwilling and distorted face.

***

Jiang Ruoli has no habit of being particular about his bed, and the bedding in the old house is of the same brand as that in Lantingyuan, but he still did not have a peaceful sleep this time.

In her dream, she didn’t know why she kept running after Pei Zigui, but the man didn’t turn his head to look at her, he just kept walking forward.

"Pei Zigui!"

She roared and threw the limited edition platinum bag in her hand away.

Finally, Pei Zigui stopped.

"Is something wrong?"

The cold and displeased expression was something Jiang Ruoli had never seen before, and she couldn't help but shrink back.

The scene changed and they came to Pei Zigui's office. The man pinched her fingers without any mercy.

"Jiang Ruoli, you'd better understand that our marriage is not emotional. Don't cross the line."

Jiang Ruoli woke up from his dream with an unbearable pain in his arm.

No wonder I was running so hard in my dream. When I woke up, my legs were so sore as if I had run a marathon.

She tried to move her body and felt pain.

"hiss--"

The culprit Pei Zigui hadn't woken up yet today. He had his eyes closed, one arm resting under her neck and the other arm around her waist.

Why do these eyelashes feel longer than women's?

Your nose is so straight, you can slide down it, right?

The lip shape is really good, but it is a little thin. Old people always say that people with thin lips are unfeeling.

Jiang Ruoli raised her hand and pinched Pei Zigui's lips. The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She was so tired, but he could still sleep so comfortably.

"Humph, how can a 37-degree mouth say such cold and heartless words! If anyone wants to say this, I have to be the one to say it!"

The second half of the sentence is the key point.

Pei Zigui frowned slightly, closed his eyes and held the restless little hand, "Sleep a little longer, dear."

"Why are you being good? Just go to sleep. Who can sleep better than you?" Jiang Ruoli twisted her body and escaped from the man's arms.

Pei Zigui also woke up at this time, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the angry face of the little girl.

"what happened again?"

"Again? Oh nothing, I have to get up and have breakfast with Grandpa."

"We don't have that kind of rule in our house. I was too tired yesterday. Be good and sleep a little longer."

"That won't do. Even if it's just a fake marriage without any feelings, I have to do enough surface work. I can't bring shame to the Jiang family."

After saying that, Jiang Ruoli jumped off the bed without looking back and went into the bathroom.

Pei Zigui pinched his brows in pain. Who had offended the little ancestor so early in the morning?

He stood up, the quilt slipped down to his waist, revealing his excellent muscle lines. On the floor was his black pajamas, which the little girl had taken off last night.

Further to the side was a wrinkled tie.

Last night, he tied it to Jiang Ruoli's hands with his own hands, then leaned over and blocked her mouth.

Through the door, Jiang Ruoli looked at himself in the mirror. His neck and chest were covered with spots.

The most annoying thing is that there are two obvious red marks on the wrist.

"Worse than a beast!"

He tied her up on the bed and strangled him in his dream. He was such a bastard.

When Jiang Ruoli went downstairs, Grandpa Pei was already drinking tea in the living room.

The sunlight shines in from the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and onto the Chinese-style tea table made of rosewood. There is a parrot jumping up and down in the birdcage next to Grandpa Pei.

Even when he wasn't smiling, Mr. Pei looked rather serious, and one could tell he had the demeanor of a leader in battle.

Fortunately, I didn’t see any annoying people.

"Grandpa, good morning."

As soon as Mr. Pei saw Jiang Ruoli, he immediately smiled and turned into a kind old grandfather. This is how a little girl should be, full of energy and very lovable.

"Lili, you're awake. Why don't you sleep a little longer? Come and have breakfast. The kitchen has prepared a lot of delicious food for you."

"Okay, I'll go eat right away. Grandpa, what is Qiqi doing?"

Jiang Ruoli pointed outside the floor-to-ceiling window. Qiqi was standing obediently on the lawn with a strange man standing in front of her.

"It's Qiqi's dog trainer, here to correct his bad habits."

Jiang Ruoli muttered, "Poor little thing~"

It seems that everyone in the Pei family is a king of money, and they can't even live in peace as dogs.

The servants brought the steaming breakfast to the table, and Jiang Ruoli's appetite was excited. Her favorite was the small wontons made by Pei's midday chef. After eating them once, she could not forget them.

Who says the white moonlight must be a human? Jiang Ruoli feels that the Pei family’s chicken soup wontons are her white moonlight.

"Madam, this is rose rice vinegar, chili sauce, and sansho oil. Which one do you need?"

"Thank you, I'll just add it myself."

"Okay." The servant smiled and placed a few small plates in front of Jiang Ruoli.

Everyone said that the eldest daughter of the Jiang family was spoiled and unruly, but now it seems that she is worthy of being the daughter of a wealthy family. She is very polite and has a good temperament.

Unlike the second wife, Mrs. Pei, who behaved one way in front of the old man and another in private, and was bossy to the servants and acted very arrogantly.

In addition to wontons, the kitchen also prepared snacks such as scallion pan-fried buns, corn biscuits, and crystal shrimp dumplings. The portions were not large, which was perfect for someone like Jiang Ruoli who wanted to try everything.

Jiang Ruoli can't eat spicy food. If she eats something too spicy, her face will turn red, her heart will beat faster, and she will sweat and cry. She went to see a doctor when she was a child, and the doctor said that she was allergic to capsaicin.

In the bright and clean restaurant, the delicate and beautiful woman first took a sip of the steaming original chicken soup, squinted her expressive eyes, and seemed to be in a good mood.

The man's eyes were gentle, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

"Master, is this still iced Americano?"

"Ah."