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

There is also a hair tie in the drawer.

The bow-shaped ribbon is hanging down, which was a popular style several years ago.

Why is there a hairband in Pei Zigui's drawer? It can't be hers, right?

Although she might have bought similar ones, the one in Pei Zigui's drawer definitely couldn't be hers.

Jiang Ruoli thought solemnly, and suddenly three words emerged in his mind: white moonlight.

Would Pei Zigui be like the one in those melodramatic novels who has a lover whom he cannot have?

But she had never heard of such a person...

Could it be that Bai Yueguang died young, and he was reminded of her by the sight of her hairband, so he kept it?

She can still compare herself to a living person, but no one can compare to a dead person.

After thinking it over, Jiang Ruoli took a photo to preserve the evidence, in case Pei Zigui denied it in the future.

She sat in her office chair and began to search for topics such as: What should I do if my husband has a mistress? Is mental infidelity considered infidelity?

Don't fight a battle you're not prepared for!

The answers below are similar, and the most common answer is: "It depends on whether you still want to save this marriage."

Does she want to? Jiang Ruoli lowered his eyelashes.

In a way, Pei Zigui was a perfect husband. His figure, looks, knowledge, and even the degree of compatibility in some aspects made her satisfied.

But it seemed that because their marriage was a marriage of convenience from the beginning, which defined the marriage, she never seemed to think about this issue.

Whether she wants it or not.

Should be thinking about it, right? If nothing else, at least Pei Zigui is very considerate to her. She, Jiang Ruoli, is not the kind of person who is not satisfied. Isn't it just a white moonlight that has never appeared? What is there to be afraid of?

When she was a child, she had a crush on a well-known celebrity. Who doesn't?

As carefree as she is, people tend to feel sleepy after eating desserts. In addition, she was so tired last night that Jiang Ruoli's eyelids gradually became heavy and her breathing became slower and slower.

Finally, I successfully fell asleep in the chair.

"For the details, please wait until Assistant Mott comes back tomorrow..."

The door of the president's office was pushed open again, bringing in a burst of light.

Pei Zigui raised his eyes and saw Jiang Ruoli curled up in the office chair facing the door, with his eyes closed as if he was asleep.

He lowered his voice instantly: "The rest will be handled by Assistant Mote, you go out first."

The marketing director followed behind and only saw a woman's figure on the boss's chair. He wanted to take a closer look, but his view was blocked.

Looking up, President Pei's cold gaze was oppressive, and silence was more powerful than words.

"Boss Pei, I'm leaving now."

The subordinate turned around and walked away with the documents in his arms. It was almost like he was running. He lowered his head and almost bumped into Vivian.

"Oh, sorry." Seeing that it was Vivian, the marketing director's eyes lit up, "Who is Mr. Pei's mistress inside? Such a precious girl, but you won't even let me see her."

When Vivian doesn't smile, she looks like a cold-faced strong woman, especially when she wears high heels, and she is several centimeters taller than the marketing director in front of her.

She glared at the man and warned him, "It's the president's wife, be careful what you say."

The marketing director was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat. Fortunately, no one else heard it. The president's wife would die without knowing how she died.

"Thanks for the reminder."

slipped away!

*

Pei Zigui closed the door quietly, and involuntarily slowed down his pace as he came to the side of the sleeping Jiang Ruoli.

She still had her phone on her chest, and it would have fallen off if she stayed there for another second. The curtains behind her were not drawn either, so she probably fell asleep without realizing it.

At this moment, the warm afternoon sun shines through the French windows and onto the girl's clean face. There is not a single pore on her flawless face, and her skin is white and her cheeks are rosy.

As if being pricked by the sunlight, his thin eyebrows were slightly wrinkled.

Pei Zigui raised his index finger, bent over, and gently smoothed the wrinkles between her eyebrows. He then wrapped a blanket around Jiang Ruoli to prevent her from catching a cold.

It seems that he really fell asleep accidentally and forgot to sleep on the sofa. It's a small ball, it's uncomfortable to look at.

But this makes him look a little more docile than his usual aggressive appearance.

Pei Zigui planned to carry Jiang Ruoli to the lounge. After all, although the bed in the lounge was not as good as the one at home, it was still more comfortable than curling up in a chair.

When he first took over Pei's company, he often worked until midnight. He found the commuting troublesome, so he simply slept in the company.

So there is actually a lounge hidden in the president’s office.

But after getting married, no matter how late he worked, he never thought of staying overnight at the company when he thought of Jiang Ruoli being alone at home.

As soon as he picked her up from the chair, Jiang Ruoli whimpered and rubbed against him in his arms, then opened her watery eyes, still a little dazed.

"woke up?"

A low voice entered his ears, and Jiang Ruoli gradually regained consciousness.

She actually fell asleep? It's all because this high-end custom leather chair is too comfortable!

What else do you do before going to bed?

correct!

"Pei Zigui! Whose bow headband is that in your drawer?"

The person who was in his arms one second ago jumped to the ground barefoot the next.

Pei Zigui's frown was so tight that it could kill a fly. "What are you doing? What if you fall if you jump down casually?"

He was about to bend down and pick the person up again, but Jiang Ruoli kept stepping back.

"Don't change the subject, answer my question."

Pei Zigui refused, pursed his lips, picked him up and put him back on the chair, "Sit down!"

He opened the drawer on the left and took out the bow hairband that Jiang Ruoli mentioned, and threw it on the table. "Is this what you are asking?"

Jiang Ruoli hugged her legs somewhat aggrievedly. Her voice was charming and sweet, but this time it was full of sharp warnings and provocations.

"Which Bai Yueguang? Or which little goblin forgot it in your office? You'd better confess honestly and don't wait for me to find out. Otherwise, I will find the best legal team to divide up all your property!"

The man who was questioned was not nervous at all. After being stunned for two seconds, he laughed softly.

There was a hint of laughter in his voice: "She is indeed a little goblin."

Jiang Ruoli was so angry that she was about to explode. She felt that she was even more ugly than the ugly car she encountered in the morning. She clasped her arms and glared at Pei Zigui fiercely, wishing she could kick him.

I'd better kick him so hard that he's paralyzed in bed for the rest of his life, and then have to watch me find young hunks and be furious and helpless!

"You! Bastard! Shameless!"

Facing Pei Zigui's teasing eyes, Jiang Ruoli always felt something was wrong. She scolded him like that, but how come this man didn't feel the embarrassment of being caught?

Sure enough, the next second, Pei Zigui leaned on the edge of the table and deepened his smile at her.

"You don't remember anything about yourself?"

"Mine? Stop slandering me! How could I possibly…"

Jiang Ruoli paused, as if realizing something, leaped forward and picked up the hairband on the table, looked closely at the knot of the bow, and was stunned.

"Really mine?"

Pei Zigui picked the person up and put him on the desk. He then bent down to pick up the high-heeled shoes that were thrown on the ground and twisted. He carefully picked up the white jade-like feet and put them on.

The curve of his mouth deepened, and his voice softened: "You really don't remember?"