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

Hearing this familiar yet unfamiliar nickname, Jiang Ruoli was stunned at first, and subconsciously wanted to ask Pei Zigui what medicine he took wrong today.

Somehow, even though they pretended to be affectionate in front of others so many times, Jiang Ruoli didn't feel annoyed.

But like now, when the two of them were alone together, she was caught off guard by something so corny and felt inexplicably embarrassed.

They looked like a loving couple who were having sex in broad daylight...

Somewhat uncomfortable.

Could it be that I am too charming and Pei Zigui is so tempted that he falls in love with me? It is not impossible...

Jiang Ruoli was still imagining things frantically when he heard Pei Zigui's familiar low voice enter his ears, and his warm breath made him feel numb and itchy:

"Forgot? I don't mind helping you recall it."

A bolt of lightning penetrated into the brain, and the dormant memory was suddenly awakened.

Last night, it seemed that she had changed the nickname herself with Pei Zigui's phone. So was there a bit of yin and yang in his tone just now?

"Uh...are you angry? If you don't like it, can't you just change it back?"

Jiang Ruoli moved her legs to ask Pei Zigui to put her down, but the man not only refused, but hurriedly quickened his pace and walked towards the living room.

He gently placed the person on the sofa and Pei Zigui leaned against him again.

"It's changed, there's no need to change it back."

Jiang Ruoli stretched out two fingers and tried to push the person away: "Whatever you want!"

Pei Zigui leaned over and blocked her mouth. With a hint of ravage, he wrapped his soft lips around her and bit them punitively.

Sensing some changes, Jiang Ruoli looked around in panic. They were still in the living room.

"Don't do that, someone might see us."

"Don't worry, I've asked everyone to go back. Now, it's just you and me at home."

The delicate chin was pinched, and the man's warm fingertips gently rubbed the lower lip and probed inside. Jiang Ruoli didn't know what he was thinking, his lips slightly opened, bit the slender knuckles and held them in his mouth.

Pei Zigui's eyes darkened instantly, and currents surged in his deep pupils, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"To be fair, when did you change my note? Hmm?"

Jiang Ruoli twisted his hips and tried to escape from Pei Zigui's shackles, but it was like an ant trying to shake a tree.

Her watery eyes were surprisingly bright, and she responded with a smile on her lips: "Next time. Some other day."

Unexpectedly, the man was relentless. He turned around and easily lifted the person up and placed him on his lap. He leaned back on the sofa, his voice a little hoarse and lazy:

"When is the next time? When is the next day?"

"You're free now, why not take advantage of the opportunity?"

Pei Zigui suddenly raised his right hand and shook it. Jiang Ruoli looked up and saw that his phone looked so small in his hand. When did he take the phone?

"Why is my phone here with you?"

Pei Zigui raised his thick eyebrows slightly, his deep eyes showing a hint of smile: "I will help you change it?"

Jiang Ruoli tried to snatch it away, but the man took advantage of his long arms and held up the phone to prevent her from touching it.

"Humph, if you have the guts, go ahead and change it. You don't know my password anyway."

Pei Zigui's eyes were full of interest. Without saying a word, he directly entered the password and easily unlocked the locked screen.

Jiang Ruoli: “???”

"How do you know..."

There was no need to look for it, the screen lit up and it was the WeChat interface. Pei Zigui couldn't stop smiling, as if he had seen something interesting.

"It turns out that I am Mrs. Pei's pinned one."

Jiang Ruoli scratched his head and immediately explained: "One, one."

She has several pinned posts, which are the ones she usually talks about the most. Seeing Pei Zigui's fingers moving on the screen, Jiang Ruoli jumped on it without thinking.

It bared its teeth and claws, like a bad-tempered kitten.

"Don't pry into my privacy!"

She was so determined to delete all the chat records in the group with Xu Mengan and Shen Zhiyan that she couldn't feel at ease.

Pei Zigui was afraid that someone would fall, so he put one hand on Jiang Ruoli's slender waist. The latter threw himself on his chest, looking like a fierce little cat with bared fangs and claws, still somewhat unconvinced.

There was a calm lake hidden in the man's eyes, full of affection and without a trace of concealment. He looked at the person lying on him so directly and dotingly.

"I didn't flip it randomly, just changed the note."

Pei Zigui stuffed the phone back into Jiang Ruoli's hand. His eyes and brows were gentle and warm, completely different from his cold-blooded image in the business world during the day.

Jiang Ruoli quickly snatched back her phone, lowered her head, and saw the man’s note at the top of the page: Dear husband.

"..."

So corny...

"What? You don't like it? I thought you liked this tune."

Pei Zigui's voice was lazily teasing and a bit proud. Jiang Ruoli was about to retort when he felt a vibration in his hand.

The group chat with Shen Zhiyan and Xu Mengan was pushed to the top.

Shen Zhiyan: "Lili, I may not be able to go shopping with you tomorrow. I have to go to Hong Kong. Sorry, sorry. @知书达理姜若礼"

Although she felt a little disappointed, Jiang Ruoli didn't take it to heart. After all, she knew that Grandma Shen was currently recuperating in Hong Kong City, and it was understandable that Shen Zhiyan had to go to Hong Kong City every once in a while.

The well-educated Jiang Ruoli: "It's okay, we can go shopping any day~"

Pei Zigui just quietly looked at the woman lying on his chest, glancing at the screen with a look of understanding in his eyes.

He patted Jiang Ruoli's waist and hips and casually said, "Would you please accompany me to the dinner party tomorrow?"

Jiang Ruoli raised her head and frowned slightly. This business dinner with this group of people was so boring, and she still had to smile along.

"I asked Steven to come over tomorrow to help you style your hair."

Steven is a popular stylist who has done makeup for many celebrities. He is very popular. The stylists under his studio alone have to book orders until next year.

Pei Zigui was able to call someone over at such a short notice, and it was Steven himself.

He is indeed an evil capitalist!

Jiang Ruoli seemed to have forgotten that he was also a member of the capital. His eyes sparkled and he excitedly threw his phone to the side. He raised his beautiful fox eyes and said in a joyful voice: "Then I will reluctantly accompany you~"

With this interruption, Jiang Ruoli forgot about the eye-catching note on his phone for a moment.

The woman's voice was soft and delicate, and her lively and playful expression was sweeter than a peach. She seemed spoiled and overbearing, but in Pei Zigui's eyes she was very cute.

The palms placed behind that slender waist couldn't help but tighten, and the smart lights in the living room were dimmed.

The huge crystal chandelier was still shining brightly, and the light shining through it illuminated the two people cuddling on the sofa.

A cute exclamation came from the quiet living room, like a hook, tickling people's hearts.

"Put me down!"

A low gasp came from the man's throat, as hoarse as if it had been rubbed with sandpaper: "Don't let go, hold on tight."

That night, Jiang Ruoli tilted his head back and sat on the sofa, looking at how brilliant and dazzling the crystal chandelier in his villa was.

Countless small crystal blocks swayed and rotated before her eyes, and lights poured into her eyes from all directions.

Suddenly, the scenery in front of me changed to the man's solid and broad shoulders and chest muscles.

"Come on up."

Jiang Ruoli had learned dancing and his limbs were extremely limp, and Pei Zigui had a deep understanding of this.

There is an ambiguous atmosphere in the air of Lanting Garden.

Jiang Ruoli's voice was soft, as if he was begging for mercy, with a hint of crying in his voice, and he looked very delicate.

The long and lingering kiss concealed a strong sense of control and dominance.

Pei Zigui blocked Jiang Ruoli's soft lips without saying a word, and the sound suddenly disappeared.

Then, as if he missed the call of the lark, he loosened his soft lips, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he coaxed in a low voice: "Baby, call again."

"Go away...ah..."

"Well……"

"Pei Zigui!"

"Baby, you called me the wrong name."

The man picked her up and walked to the window, taking the woman in his arms to admire the flowers through the glass. He was satisfied to hear the two words he had been thinking about.

That night, Pei Zigui personally changed the caption of "plastic husband" to "dear husband".

The dim garden was lit by scattered floor lamps, which made it difficult to see clearly, and only white roses swaying in the wind.