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

When he received a call from the president in the middle of the night, he thought that something had happened to the company's stock price fluctuations. He was struggling to decide whether to share the joys and sorrows with his boss or to submit his resume overnight. However, after listening to his boss Pei's explanation of the whole story, he became autistic.

Although he also wanted to be a good subordinate who could help his leader solve problems, this kind of thing was too difficult.

Even Mott can't help!

"Boss Pei, this might be a little difficult..."

He heard the man on the other end of the phone sigh, it's over, it's over.

"Boss Pei, there is actually a solution."

Pei Zigui, who had just finished a cold shower, said: "Speak!"

"In fact, there is a kind of everlasting flower now, which can be made into a variety of delicate and realistic shapes, which is very popular among girls. Moreover, everlasting flowers can be kept forever, which is great. I believe that Madam will like it too."

Pei Zigui nodded slightly, his eyes falling on Jiang Ruoli's restless sleeping posture. He personally changed into the withered rose-colored suspender nightgown, which made the woman's skin look even whiter like jade.

At this moment, the hem of her skirt was lifted up, and her slender white legs were stretched out, half hanging over the edge of the bed.

Perhaps feeling the cold, the small pink toes shrank.

Pei Zigui sighed and covered his little fox with the quilt again.

Assistant Mote suddenly stopped talking and asked tentatively, "Boss Pei?"

Pei Zigui lowered his voice and said to the other end of the phone: "Go and arrange it. My wife needs to see it when she wakes up tomorrow. Money is not a problem."

Assistant Mott: "..."

In the morning, Assistant Mo brought the kitten everlasting flower to Lanting Garden. Jiang Ruoli was still sleeping soundly at that time.

Kissing my darling wife: "Photo." "This is so cute, did you buy it?"

Plastic husband: "As long as you like it."

Seeing the smile on Mr. Pei's face, Mott rolled his eyes and handed over the document for signature.

"Boss Pei, is Madam satisfied?"

"She likes it very much. This month's bonus is doubled."

yes! yes!

Assistant Mott was so excited that he just wanted to sing a song and dance in the president's office.

Pei Zigui held the pen, paused for a moment, pointed at a spot on the document and said coldly, "There's something wrong with this data. Have someone check it again before submitting it."

"Okay Mr. Pei."

It seemed that President Pei was in a good mood today. He didn't curse anyone or throw any documents.

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Jiang Ruoli took several photos of the cute and lively kitten before personally carrying the big box of everlasting flowers and placing it on the shelf in the living room.

Before, there was a Qing Dynasty official kiln vase placed there.

As night falls, lights light up one after another. In the evening of the city, there is a direction to go home, as if the fatigue of the day is smoothed out invisibly, and life has a plain and warm meaning.

"Mr. Pei, there will be a business dinner in a few days. Would you like to bring your wife with you?"

The man in the back seat stretched out his long legs and paused while flipping through the documents.

"I'll ask her."

Noticing his assistant's gaze in the rearview mirror, Pei Zigui narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a light tone: "What do you want to say?"

Assistant Mott, who had just received a bonus, cleared his throat, smiled innocently, and stepped on the brakes at the red light.

"Boss Pei, you and your wife haven't officially appeared together in this kind of occasion since you got married, right? I think it's time to let those people see how well-matched you two are."

Pei Zigui’s focus was not on whether the two were a good match or not. After all, he knew that he and Jiang Ruoli were a perfect match.

"Those people? Which ones?"

Assistant Mote was stunned and replied vaguely: "After you and your wife got married, many people said that your marriage was a business marriage without any feelings, and they were all guessing when you would divorce."

Actually, what he said was quite tactful. They were talking about a plastic marriage.

When Jiang Ruoli heard this kind of words, it was just a joke, and she just thought she was cute. But when someone else heard it, it didn't mean the same thing.

Pei Zigui smiled coldly, with a scornful smile on his lips: "I think Jiangcheng has been too peaceful recently, and some people have started gossiping about the Pei and Jiang families."

Assistant Mote didn't dare to breathe, and his foot on the brake was trembling. Then he heard the cold voice of his God of Wealth:

"What do you think?"

The light turned green and the cars in front drove away, leaving a long empty section of the road, but the Rolls-Royce did not move.

It was not until the taxi driver behind him could no longer hold back and started honking his horn frantically, swearing in Mandarin with a Jiangcheng accent, that Assistant Mot stepped on the accelerator in a hurry.

"I think you and your wife really love each other. What do those people know? They can only gossip behind your back. I see it every day."

"Whose plastic... Ahem, a husband who is in a marriage alliance would buy a flower shop in the middle of the night just to make his wife happy, Mr. Pei, don't you agree?"

The ice in the man's eyes melted a little.

"What about her?"

Assistant Mote was puzzled: "She?"

Pei Zigui explained in a rare good-tempered manner, with an unnoticeable uneasiness in his tone: "My wife."

"Do you think she likes me?"

Assistant Mote was stunned. "Brother! How many times have you two kissed in the back seat of this car? Isn't it a bit late to ask this question now?"

However, would Mr. Pei be so unconfident?

Assistant Mote naturally wouldn't ask that, he raised his voice: "Of course! Madam likes your gift so much, she must like you."

Miss Jiang has that kind of temper. If she's not happy with someone, she'll probably throw them out along with their belongings.

The man with a clenched jaw smiled upon hearing this, "Well said."

Mote heaved a sigh of relief and drove to Lanting Garden. It seems that this year's year-end bonus is expected to set a new record!

As soon as he got home, Pei Zigui saw the vase he had bought at the auction for tens of millions of yuan squeezed pitifully in the cupboard, while its original position had long been occupied by a black kitten that cost only tens of thousands of yuan.

It seems that his wife really likes this little gadget.

Assistant Mott did a really good job on this matter and deserves a raise.

The two sat face to face at the dining table, enjoying the dinner carefully prepared by Aunt Lan. Considering that Jiang Ruoli drank too much the night before, a few light dishes were specially selected for tonight's menu.

However, Aunt Lan's cooking skills are unquestionable, and the chicken soup with milk cabbage in front of Jiang Ruoli is very much to her taste.

"Don't just eat vegetables, eat more rice."

The rice in the bowl has hardly been touched.

Jiang Ruoli seemed not to hear anything. He ate while holding his phone, and no one knew who he was busy chatting with.

Such a situation would not have occurred before marriage. Although the Jiang family doted on the little princess, they were very particular about etiquette education. Although the dinner table was not as quiet as the Pei family, they did not allow the younger generation to play with their mobile phones.

But Pei Zigui never cared about Jiang Ruoli. The most important thing for her was that she enjoyed her meal.

Seeing that Jiang Ruoli didn't reply to him, Pei Zigui poured a small bowl of soup and placed it in front of her. He tapped his fingers on the table twice, as if casually asking about Jiang Ruoli's daily schedule.

"Are you free in a few days?"

Jiang Ruoli brushed his hair, looked up from his phone, and said cheerfully, "I'm going shopping this weekend. Yanyan and I have an appointment."

Pei Zigui raised his head slightly, possessiveness surging in his heart. Why is it Shen Zhiyan again? Seeing that she was still holding the phone and smiling, the man's face was overcast.

What's wrong with this Li Yanzhou? Can't he even tie up a woman?

Pei Zigui suppressed the jealousy in his heart, knocked on the table in front of Jiang Ruoli with a slight dissatisfaction, hesitated for a moment and said:

"Li Yanzhou is going back to Hong Kong tomorrow. Do you think Shen Zhiyan will stay here to go shopping with you?"

Jiang Ruoli said nonchalantly, "Why not? Wasn't I alone at home when you were away on business?"

Wasn’t it Pei Zigui who went on a business trip on the second day after his wedding?

Jiang Ruoli really didn't care, but to Pei Zigui, it sounded like his wife was complaining about him.

He lowered his voice and said softly, "Sorry, I will take you with me from now on."

Jiang Ruoli: "??? I didn't mean that!"

She didn't want to follow Pei Zigui around everywhere. It would be so free and easy for her to stay in Jiangcheng by herself, with one less person to supervise her. It would be so comfortable and satisfying.

Pei Zigui glanced at her and said leisurely: "After all, I don't want to go to the police station to pick up my newlywed wife as soon as I come back from a business trip."

How many times do I need to mention this matter again!!!

Should I wait until I am 80 years old to write about it in Jiang Ruoli’s life biography? ! !

Or should we wait until she dies a hundred years later to have it engraved on her tombstone!!!

Jiang Ruoli's mouth twitched, and her smile froze instantly. She raised her eyelids, glared at Pei Zigui angrily, and retorted:

"Yeah, if my husband's first time wasn't only five minutes, I wouldn't be like this!"

Pei Zigui: "..."

Seeing the man's expression turn cold, Jiang Ruoli rubbed his nose awkwardly. Oops, the joke went too far.

Pei Zigui won’t kill her in bed tonight, right?

Meeting the man's ambiguous gaze, Jiang Ruoli's calves trembled and he ran away.

I just took a step and before I had time to warm up, I was picked up.

Pei Zigui curved his lips, staring at the person who was constantly gurgling in his arms, and said word by word: "It seems that I have to clarify this with my own actions."

"Kiss my sweet wife, huh?"