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

"Such an expensive chef is now eating with you in the office. How is Mrs. Pei going to pay for it?"

Jiang Ruoli snorted and threw the cauliflower she disliked into Pei Zigui's bowl.

"What do you mean? You call me Mrs. Pei. It's only natural for me to have dinner with my wife."

"Also, I came here specially to have dinner with you, okay?"

The rising ending tone caused Pei Zigui's eyebrows to twitch slightly.

His voice was gentle: "Well, it's only natural to eat with my wife. So, honey, can you please not be so picky about food?"

After saying that, Pei Zigui put the cauliflower back into Jiang Ruoli's bowl.

“Eat more vegetables.”

Except at certain specific moments, Pei Zigui had never called her his wife. Suddenly, when he heard her call him that in broad daylight, it was as if a deer had suddenly jumped into his heart, running around unable to find a way out.

Jiang Ruoli didn't like eating broccoli, always feeling that the taste was weird, but at that moment, she just picked it up and ate it without saying a word.

Pei Zigui raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, "Where are you going this afternoon?"

"I don't know. I don't want to drive anymore. Ask someone to take me back."

"Assistant Mott is on vacation today, and I don't feel comfortable letting someone else take you there. If you have nothing to do in the afternoon, stay here for a while, and I'll take you out for dinner in the evening."

Pei Zigui glanced at the rice in front of Jiang Ruoli that had hardly been touched, and took it to finish it, without any of the mysophobic look that outsiders might think of him.

After finishing lunch, Jiang Ruoli lay on the sofa, lowering his eyes and watching the man in a suit and tie packing up the lunch boxes.

I have to admit, I feel secretly happy.

There was a knock on the office door.

The man said in a deep voice: "Come in."

The person who came in was the marketing director who was left behind before lunch, "Boss Pei..."

As soon as he saw someone, Jiang Ruoli quickly got up from the sofa and walked to Pei Zigui in a pretentious manner, "You go to work, I'll clean up."

She tossed her hair, her voice sweet, waiting to receive the compliment.

Unexpectedly, Pei Zigui did not even raise his head, and did not stop his hand movements, saying in a playful tone: "When have you not pretended? Be good, go lie on the sofa and play for a while."

The marketing director didn't dare to say a word, feeling that he had interrupted Mr. Pei's romantic couple time.

Sure enough, the next second, Pei Zigui's tone returned to its normal coldness: "Take your proposal to the small conference room and wait for me."

"Okay Mr. Pei."

The marketing director ran off in a flash.

"Stay here obediently. You can use everything here. Ask the assistant to prepare whatever you want to eat or drink."

Pei Zigui was worried, so he said before leaving: "I'm next door, call me if you need anything."

"Okay, let's go to work."

Jiang Ruoli lay down on the sofa again. She was right here, could she disappear? Pei Zigui was really becoming more and more like Old Jiang. Wouldn't he become more nagging as he got older?

Not long after Pei Zigui left, Jiang Ruoli stretched, stood up from the sofa, and slowly walked to the window.

Standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows and looking down, you can have a panoramic view of the entire city.

On the sidewalk, people as tiny as ants hurried by, and vehicles of all kinds sped past.

Pei Zigui sees this kind of scenery every day at the top of the city center. He is destined to be the one standing at the top of the pyramid, holding the fate and life of countless people in his hands.

The pressure must be huge.

Jiang Ruoli sighed, turned around and sat in his boss chair.

It is a chair designed to suit the human body curves. It is so comfortable.

"This office environment is so great." Jiang Ruoli turned around in his chair.

"Knock, knock, knock, ma'am, can I come in?"

Jiang Ruoli slammed his foot on the pulley, forcing it to brake.

"Please come in."

In front of your subordinates, you still have to maintain the image of the wife of President Pei.

When Vivian, the only female assistant in the president's office, came in, Jiang Ruoli was tidying up her clothes. She looked a little flustered, cute and adorable.

"Madam, these are the snacks that Mr. Pei asked me to buy for you. Do you want to eat them now?"

Jiang Ruoli sat upright in his chair, listening patiently. When he heard about small cakes, his eyes lit up.

"No need to use honorifics, we are about the same age. Is this a cupcake?"

Vivian put the exquisite box in her hand on the coffee table beside her and said with a smile: "Boss Pei specifically ordered it, saying it's you, saying it's you who like the French butterfly cake and strawberry cake of Mingbao Hotel."

When Jiang Ruoli saw the butterfly cake that was bigger than his face and the fragrant and sweet strawberry cake, he smiled from the bottom of his heart.

This man is quite considerate.

"Thank you for coming all the way here to buy it for me."

Jiang Ruoli rummaged around in her bag and finally took out the lipstick. She had bought it and thrown it in without even opening the packaging.

"This is for you. This color is suitable for you to wear to work."

"No ma'am, I really can't have that."

Jiang Ruoli didn't listen and stuffed the lipstick directly into Vivian's shirt pocket. He winked at her and said, "You can keep it. Just keep it secret. I won't tell Pei Zigui."

In the blink of an eye, her curled eyelashes fluttered and there seemed to be light in her pupils, and Vivian's heart almost melted.

I thought Mrs. Pei was a delicate young lady who was difficult to get along with. But when I met her in person, I found that she was quite delicate, but I didn't expect her to be so easy to get along with.

"Thank you, Miss Jiang."

"You're welcome. Mingbao Hotel is not close to here, and his family must buy it on the spot. I know that."

Jiang Ruoli picked up the small spoon and prepared to enjoy the food. Then he thought of something and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Do you want to eat together?"

"No, ma'am. I still have work to do." Vivian put down the hot chocolate, smiled and left the president's office.

As soon as the door closed, Vivian covered her chest and thought, "Oh my God, she was so delicate, like a beautiful doll, smart and charming."

Damn, my phantom limb is hard! I hate myself for not being a man.

No, no, no, if she wasn’t the only female assistant, such a good thing probably wouldn’t have been her turn.

"Sister Vivian, this document...why is your face so red?"

The new intern looked at Vivian in confusion.

Vivian touched her nose and touched the lipstick in her pocket guiltily.

"The heating is a little high. Where are the documents? Let me see them."

Is it big? The intern was even more confused...

"Didn't hear? File."

"Oh oh oh."

*

Jiang Ruoli was not hungry at first, but when he saw the fragrant and sweet little cakes, he couldn't resist and enjoyed the sweet afternoon tea happily.

She put down her fork, picked up the cup of hot chocolate, wandered over to Pei Zigui's office chair and sat down again.

Suddenly I remembered that I was still wearing the hairband he found. It seemed to be in this drawer?

He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then opened a small drawer on the left with his slender white fingers.

"Just put this here, it will be more convenient next time you come."

Jiang Ruoli took off her hair and was about to throw the hairband in, but stopped halfway.

His eyes fell on the empty little drawer.