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

The cold voice was filled with sinister cruelty, and it was not hard to doubt that if he looked at it one more time, there was no guarantee that these eyes would be safe.

Yan Shu didn't know this man, but it was not difficult to judge that since Jiang Ruoli called him husband, he should also be from a famous family in Jiangcheng.

"I'm sorry, Miss Jiang's injury was caused by me. I will take responsibility."

Pei Zigui showed his first smile since he came in, but the smile did not reach his eyes. His eyes darkened and became colder and fiercer.

"Responsible? Who are you to think you can be responsible for her?"

The man pursed his lips and held the person on the hospital bed in his arms, but the low pressure emanating from that face swept the entire space.

"I……"

"Um, you are the patient's family member, right?"

Hearing the doctor's voice, the hostility in Pei Zigui's eyes disappeared.

"I am her husband. Please let me know the details of my wife's situation."

Looking at his serious expression, one might think that Jiang Ruoli was seriously injured if they didn’t know him well.

"Your wife is fine, it's just a simple scrape and sprain. I've already prescribed some topical medication. If you're okay, you can leave."

"Is there anything else we need to pay attention to? Regarding diet and lifestyle habits, how long will it take for us to come back for a follow-up visit?"

Doctor: "There's nothing to be careful of. Just keep your feet away from the ground. You can continue to apply ice at night. It will be fine in two days. Apply some medicine to the abrasions every day, and keep them away from water."

Jiang Ruoli no longer felt the pain and hooked Pei Zigui's fingers around and shook them.

"Pei Zigui, go home quickly, I'm hungry."

"Thank you, doctor." Pei Zigui nodded, bent down and picked up the person.

Yan Shu was still in shock. If he heard correctly, Miss Jiang's husband was Pei Zigui? Pei Zigui, the president of Pei Group?

He now deeply regretted his previous delusion of taking shortcuts by relying on Jiang Ruoli. He had originally thought that these rich girls were simple-minded and that he could get a lot of rewards by giving them some emotional value.

did not expect……

Pei Zigui carried Jiang Ruoli away and stopped when he passed by Yanshu.

"If you keep giving my wife the wrong attention, this will be your first movie and your last."

If this movie had not been invested by Jiang Ruoli, he would have even thought about directly removing it from the shelves and banning it.

Although Pei Zigui didn't finish his words, everyone present understood that Yan Shu's star journey would not stop, but it could only end here. At most, he would have a small role in a low-budget online drama in the future.

Who told him to mess with the wrong person?

"Ms. Xu, thank you for bringing Lili to the hospital. I'll ask someone to take you back."

Xu Mengan was frightened when she saw Pei Zigui. She felt that this man was about to eat her, and she was afraid that Pei Zigui would blame her in anger.

Hearing this, I felt relieved instantly.

"No, no, my car is outside. Since you are here, I will leave first! This is Lili's bag. Sister, 886!"

Xu Mengan threw the bag into her best friend's arms and disappeared in a flash.

"hiss--"

Hearing Jiang Ruoli's gentle cry, Pei Zigui frowned and asked hurriedly, "Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

Jiang Ruoli was injured on the waist. Although the electric bike was not going fast, it still scratched him and caused a large swelling when it rushed over.

It was inevitable that she would feel uncomfortable after being held like a princess by Pei Zigui for a long time.

But this was in the hospital, and she was embarrassed to let him hold her in any other position.

She pursed her lips and said aggrievedly, "Nothing."

After waiting for a long time without any response, Pei Zigui was anxious, but his tone was still patient, "Tell me where you feel uncomfortable, okay?"

Jiang Ruoli pursed his lips and muttered softly, "It's uncomfortable to hold my waist like this."

"Then should I change my posture?"

really……

Jiang Ruoli immediately stopped him, "Don't... just carry me down to the car quickly."

Pei Zigui sighed, put the person on the bench in the corridor, and tapped the screen with his finger.

Not long after, Assistant Mott appeared.

What’s even more eye-catching is that he is pushing a very cool and awesome wheelchair.

"Madam, this is the latest model of wheelchair. It can be controlled automatically. Please try it."

"..."

Is she paralyzed and unable to take care of herself? Does she need a wheelchair?

No matter how reluctant he was, Jiang Ruoli was still carried into the wheelchair.

The result was that he was stared at all the way, and from their eyes, Jiang Ruoli read all kinds of complicated emotions.

Pity, regret, relief, gossip.

As soon as he got in the car, Jiang Ruoli couldn't wait to ask, "Where's my strawberry cake?"

She was in urgent need of some sweets to comfort her broken heart. Not only did she watch a bad movie, but she was also gloriously wounded and stared at by others all the way.

I should have checked the almanac before going out today!

Pei Zigui carefully placed the pillow in the right place, his black eyes flickering, "Not in time yet, go buy it now."

"Oh..." Jiang Ruoli leaned dejectedly on the leather car seat. He was not angry, but just didn't want to talk.

But Assistant Mo mistakenly thought that Jiang Ruoli was in a bad mood. He looked at him through the rearview mirror from time to time. Finally, he couldn't help it and spoke tremblingly.

"Madam, Mr. Pei asked Mingbao to leave a strawberry cake for you this afternoon, and he also left an extra butterfly cake. He was going to pick it up after get off work. He didn't expect you to be admitted to the hospital, so he hurried over, leaving everyone in the conference room behind."

Jiang Ruoli's eyelashes flickered, and his bright and clear eyes looked at Pei Zigui, "Really?"

The man hummed softly and glanced at Assistant Mott in the driver's seat with an appreciative look. The latter seemed to have received great encouragement and continued to speak.

"Also, in order to get to you as quickly as possible, Mr. Pei drove the car himself and ran a red light, waiting to pay a ticket. He obviously has post-traumatic stress disorder and hasn't driven for many years..."

(Due to the needs of the plot, please readers obey traffic rules.)

"Mo Ming."

Pei Zigui interrupted Assistant Mote with a warning in his voice.

Damn it, I called him by his full name, he said too much.

"Sorry, Mr. Pei."

Assistant Mott immediately turned off the microphone and continued to drive seriously.

Pei Zigui looked at Jiang Ruoli standing beside him. The woman's teeth were slightly exposed, her eyes were wide open, and her expression seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"you……"

He hugged Jiang Ruoli and gently rubbed her head, "It's okay, don't listen to Assistant Mote's nonsense."

Jiang Ruoli didn't ask any more questions, "Oh..."

The car stopped in front of Mingbao Hotel, and soon a staff member came out carrying two paper bags.

As soon as she left, Jiang Ruoli rolled her eyes and said to Pei Zigui in a delicate voice, "I suddenly want to eat the shrimp dumplings from his Cantonese restaurant on the third floor. Can you help me buy them?"

“Can you eat seafood if you’re injured?”

Jiang Ruoli pursed his lips and opened his eyes wide, "What kind of seafood is that? Are you going to go?"

Assistant Mote: "Madam, I'll go down and buy it for you."

Jiang Ruoli said confidently, "What if the security guards come to drive the car away? You are the driver, you can't leave."

Assistant Mote wanted to say, who dares to chase...

Pei Zigui looked at her with a gentle smile on his lips. He pinched the woman's pouting lips and said, "Wait for me here."

"You're the best. Go and come back soon. Wait, put on your coat."

Pei Zigui took the coat that Jiang Ruoli handed over from the car, and the smile and tenderness in his eyes almost overflowed.

Assistant Mote in the front seat shuddered. It was no wonder that Mr. Pei satisfied all of her requests with such a delicate beauty.

Who wouldn’t be confused?

As soon as Pei Zigui left, the smile on Jiang Ruoli's face instantly disappeared.

"Assistant Mott, what is this traumatic illness you just mentioned?"

Mo Te was stunned. Didn't the president's wife know? No wonder President Pei interrupted him immediately.

"It's... hard to say."

"Assistant Mo, since you respectfully call me Madam, you know that I am Pei Zigui's wife. Do you think I am not worthy of knowing this?"

Those smiling eyes calmed down and had some of Pei Zigui's aura.