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

The woman who was hanging on him a second ago ran to the sidewalk in front of the pharmacy in an instant.

As if he had seen something interesting, Jiang Ruoli squatted beside the landscape flower bed on the side of the road, motionless.

Pei Zigui's eyelids tightened and he walked towards her.

"What are you looking at?"

The man's voice was low and slow, as if he was afraid of disturbing the person squatting on the ground.

Just as he finished speaking, a cat's cry came from the depths of the flower bed. It turned out to be a black kitten hiding in the flower bed.

Perhaps it was startled by the stranger's voice, or perhaps it smelled the scent of the two of them. Then a black shadow flashed by, and the kitten swiftly jumped out of the flower bed, went around the corner and disappeared.

"Hey - cat!"

Jiang Ruoli was startled by the sudden appearance of the kitten and almost fell down. He quickly grabbed the trousers of the long-legged man next to him and managed to stabilize himself.

"It's all your fault. I haven't even had a chance to talk to it yet."

Pei Zigui quickly admitted his mistake and coaxed Jiang Ruoli in a gentle voice: "Okay, it's my fault. We should go home."

"Lili, be obedient. Get up first. Your skirt is dirty."

Because of the squatting posture, a small piece of the woman's skirt was scattered on the ground and covered with dust.

Jiang Ruoli remained unmoved. He just held onto Pei Zigui's trouser leg and looked up at the man. The light from the street lamps sprinkled on his rosy little face, making him look particularly adorable.

"Are you going to take me home?"

It looks just like a little fox that has lost its way down the mountain.

The man's Adam's apple moved up and down, and his eyes gradually became deeper.

The voice coming from the night was low and gentle: "Well, let me take you home, okay."

After hearing this, the white and tender fingers let go of the trouser legs, and Jiang Ruoli finally decided to stand up.

Just when Pei Zigui thought Jiang Ruoli would obey him, the legs hidden under her skirt lifted up...

She was already standing on the flower bed.

The edge of the flower bed is not very high, but if you fall down, you might sprain your ankle.

Pei Zigui's eyelids jumped, and he subconsciously put his hands on both sides of the woman.

"Jiang Ruoli, come down."

"No, I want to play single-plank bridge."

After drinking, Jiang Ruoli's fox eyes became even more charming and delicate, almost dripping with water.

But the person involved was completely unaware of this and even walked slowly along the narrow edge of the flower bed.

The woman held her hands up to keep her balance, but she was still staggering due to the alcohol. The tall man beside her followed closely, looking nervous, helpless but indulgent.

The driver was sitting in the car, watching his employer and his wife going crazy outside in the middle of the night through the glass. Fortunately, they were not going crazy in the car, otherwise he would have to get out of the car and blow the cold wind.

"Pei Zigui, can I exchange a secret with you?"

The woman's voice was sweet and soft, and the sound reached Pei Zigui's ears through the cool breeze.

He stood beside her, his voice clear and a little hoarse, and he said gently and dotingly: "You talk, I listen."

"Actually, I failed a course when I was in college."

Pei Zigui seemed to have thought of something, and a deep smile flashed in his eyes, "Also?"

Did she think he had failed a test, too?

Jiang Ruoli tilted his head and stared at Pei Zigui. His watery fox eyes were as bright as moonlight. His little mouth was pouting, and he looked like he had something on his mind.

"Don't you have anything to say?"

Pei Zigui pursed his thin lips and smiled knowingly, his eyes and brows soft and affectionate.

"I failed a course, so what?"

"Isn't this the reason your Pei family used to reject Jiang Ningning?" Afraid that the man wouldn't believe it, Jiang Ruoli emphasized it again: "Grandpa told me."

"Did you hear me? I said I failed the exam."

As soon as he looked up, he met Pei Zigui's smiling eyes.

Such a handsome face, coupled with such a rare laugh. Even though Jiang Ruoli was drunk, her basic aesthetic ability was not lost.

She couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and choked softly: "You...what are you laughing at?"

She just failed the exam, she didn't kill anyone, Pei Zigui wouldn't go crazy even if he was angry, right? Besides, their Pei family didn't have a throne to inherit, so they didn't have to have a beautiful woman with a good figure and a beautiful face to carry on the family line!

Pei Zigui should be secretly happy that he can marry me!

Pei Zigui helplessly and lovingly buttoned Jiang Ruoli's coat, his mouth curved and a low laugh escaped from the depths of his throat: "Aren't we exchanging secrets? It's my turn."

"Actually..." He curled his lips playfully, his voice adding a bit of rogue spirit: "I found out the next day that you failed the exam."

Jiang Ruoli widened his eyes: "???"

A sigh reached her ears, and she heard Pei Zigui's slightly disappointed tone: "It seems that you really didn't pay any attention to the Pei family and me before."

"The second year after you entered the school, the school had an exhibition hall, sponsored by Pei's company."

Jiang Ruoli, disheveled in the wind: "..."

It turns out there is a mole!

Jiang Ruoli reacted and muttered softly: "Then let the old man with the wig hang me."

The professor of that course was a middle-aged white man who could not accept the crisis of baldness inherited from his ancestors, so he wore his custom-made wig every day. Once, he was accidentally pulled down by an Indian classmate who fell down, and the classmates jokingly called it "The British-Indian Crisis".

Pei Zigui squeezed Jiang Ruoli's hand and found it was a little cold. His eyes flickered and he subconsciously wrapped his hands around her to keep her warm.

"Because I know the little princess doesn't need this kind of special treatment."

Pei Zigui knew Jiang Ruoli well. To her, this kind of charity through backdoor was simply an insult. She would rather pay the make-up exam fee and retake the course!

(Of course, if you still can’t pass the exam after retaking it, just pretend she didn’t say anything.)

"You're cheating. This doesn't count as exchanging secrets."

As the night deepened, the wind became much cooler than before, blowing Jiang Ruoli's long chestnut curly hair.

The wind made all the pores on her body stand up and she sneezed unexpectedly.

"Ah!"

Pei Zigui's eyes turned cold instantly. He had made enough noise and had enough fun. If he continued, he would get sick.

"Do you still want to vomit?"

Jiang Ruoli waved his hand and said nothing. It was unclear whether he heard it or not.

Knowing that it was useless to ask, he simply stopped asking Jiang Ruoli. He raised his arm and easily carried the woman who was still tiptoeing on the single-plank bridge onto his shoulders.

Note that it is carried up with one hand.

With the previous experience as a lesson, Pei Zigui was particularly careful not to get Jiang Ruoli's stomach stuck this time.

The latter shook his long legs disobediently.

The man slapped the woman's buttocks and said, "If you make trouble again, I will kill you."

Jiang Ruoli obeyed, but his arms continued to hit Pei Zigui's broad and strong back, as if he wanted to bite him hard.

Pick it up, walk quickly, and throw it into the car.

All in one go.

"Drive back to Lanting Garden."

"Okay Mr. Pei."