100 Ways to Pamper Your Wife: The Cold CEO Locks Her Waist and Forces Her to Marry

On a warm afternoon, Qi Jinan personally put on warm socks and flat shoes for his little Chuyu, then he put his arm around her waist, walked out of the courtyard, sat in the back seat of the car, and headed to the Qi family's old house.

Along the way, the two of them snuggled up to each other quietly, looking at the scenery and objects receding outside the car window.

Although it was Zhao Chuyu's first time in Kyoto, there was no emotion in her eyes and she was very calm.

It was my first time going to my boyfriend’s house and meeting his family, and I didn’t feel nervous at all.

This frankness has a lot to do with her growth experience.

I have experienced the ups and downs of life since I was a child and have encountered too much unfair treatment. I am now able to maintain a good attitude to face an unknown journey.

The quaint buildings outside the car window made her feel calmer.

Perhaps because she grew up in an urban village, she feels a natural sense of familiarity with these ancient buildings.

As the car drove towards the sentry post of the Qi family's old house, she once again witnessed what "strict security" meant.

A platoon of soldiers with guns were guarding the entrance and exit. When they saw a vehicle approaching, someone immediately walked to the driver's window.

"Hello, I have received an order from my superiors. I need to verify your identity and you can enter only after you confirm it is correct."

Zhao Chuyu was able to see this scene because the sound-absorbing partition separating the front and rear seats had been lowered.

The soldier who came to confirm the identity saw that it was Qi Jinan himself sitting in the back seat, and immediately bowed his head to apologize before Zheng Zhi could speak.

"I'm sorry, Master Wu. This morning a spy pretended to be your fiancée and entered the old house in an attempt to steal secrets. That's why we stopped your car to verify your information. We're opening the gate for you now."

After the soldier respectfully explained the whole story, he waved to the sentry at the sentry box to let them pass.

The convoy moved forward in this mighty manner without any hindrance.

Entering the asphalt road with ginkgo trees leading to the western-style house, Zheng Zhi was full of questions. How could someone pretend to be Wu Ye's fiancée? And successfully enter the old house?

Who is so bold?

Is that person an idiot?

You can pretend to be anyone else, but you have to be seriously ill to pretend to be Master Wu’s sweetheart!

The point is that the Qi family actually believed it? What's going on?

He remembered receiving a phone call in the morning saying that Master Wu would personally bring his future wife back to the old house in the afternoon.

After hearing what the soldier had just said, the impostor was exposed and captured as a spy.

This time, even without the Fifth Master’s order, the impostor will never see the sun again in his life.

Zheng Zhi's gloating did not infect Concubine Zhao in the back seat. When she heard that someone was taking advantage of Qi Jinan's identity as his future wife, she felt inexplicably upset.

There were a few hints of gloom between her delicate eyebrows. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Qi, who was emitting a cold aura. She couldn't help but open her lips and utter sour words.

"Master Qi Wu is really popular. People from far away have volunteered to be your bedmate."

After saying that, she forcefully pulled away his hands that were around her slender waist to prevent him from taking advantage of her.

Her cheeks were slightly puffed up, and her charming peach blossom eyes were misty, making her look like a jealous little woman.

The cold murderous intent that had risen in Qi Jinan's mind when he heard that someone dared to claim the identity of his fiancée suddenly dissipated a little when he saw his little Chuyu getting jealous.

He put away the coldness in his eyes, pressed a button, raised the sound-absorbing partition, formed a private space, then leaned closer to her, hooked his big hand around her slender waist without rejection, and whispered and chuckled in her ear.

"The lowly person who came to my door is as lowly as mud, not even as good as dust, how can he be my bedmate?

The only one who can make me fall in love at first sight is you, my first encounter.

You are the only one who is qualified to be my wife."

As soon as he finished speaking, his thin lips gently bit the tip of her ear, leaving a faint mark.

The kiss marks on Concubine Zhao's neck had only disappeared two days ago. Seeing that he was about to use the same old trick again, she immediately raised her hand to cover her neck to prevent him from kissing her.

"No, no, I...didn't bring my scarf with me."

She was wearing a high-necked coat today. If she took it off when she entered the room, it would be exposed and her hair would not be able to cover it.

Perhaps it was because Qi Jinan's confession was too straightforward, the jealousy in his sparkling eyes was replaced by a hint of shyness.

His grip on my waist was so strong that I couldn't move or escape.

Mr. Qi was now very concerned about her mood. Seeing that she no longer took unimportant things to heart, he moved his lips away and lowered his eyes to look at her.

"In my heart, you have already been my wife. Are you still worried about being misunderstood? Huh?"

Since his last proposal of marriage was rejected, he has not mentioned it again, simply because he does not want to upset her.

She is pregnant now, her moods are changeable and unstable, and it is easy for her to get into a dead end.

Zhao Chuyu obviously also noticed this change. Otherwise, why would he feel unhappy when he heard that someone was just pretending to be his fiancée?

Such a change caught her off guard.

Just then, the car slowly stopped and unclear voices were heard from outside the window.

"Assistant Zheng, where are my uncle and aunt?"

"Master Zhiyuan, please wait a moment, Master Wu and Miss Zhao are still in the car."

……

Zhao Chuyu realized that they had arrived at the Qi family's old house, and immediately pushed away Qi Jinan who was still trying to kiss her lips, "We're... here, there's someone outside, let's get off first."

He avoided answering the question he just asked.

She had never asked about his family affairs, nor had she asked Bai Lulu about it, and she didn't know the identity of the person outside.

But when I heard the three words "young uncle", I knew that he should be of a high generation in the Qi family.

Moreover, today is his father’s 90th birthday, so one can imagine how many descendants he has in the family.

Her intelligence has always helped her avoid many detours.

Qi Jinan pursed his thin lips, a flash of coldness passed through his eyes, as if he was disgusted by being disturbed when his alone time was about to begin.

Now that he was in the main building, he had no habit of being watched.

He slowly let go of the beauty in his arms, took the beige coat hanging on the armrest, put it on her personally, then opened his five fingers, turned them into a comb, and combed her slightly messy hair.

After everything was in order, I pressed a button to open the automatic car door.

The younger generation of the Qi family who were squatting outside the gate, saw the car door open. Their necks, which had just been stretched out like giraffes, immediately straightened and stood in an orderly manner on both sides.

When their uncle helped the woman who was more beautiful than a fairy to step onto the red carpet, there were bursts of exclamations.

"Wow, brother, is this a fairy? So beautiful."

"It turns out that my aunt-in-law is so pretty, even prettier than my uncle-in-law."

……

"Is this my great-uncle? He's even more handsome than the stars on TV." A boy who looked only six years old held the hand of his uncle and confirmed his identity with a look of surprise.

He is the youngest generation in the Qi family. When he was born, Qi Jinan had already settled in the Magic City and had never returned.

Therefore, he had never seen his great-grandfather's youngest son, but only heard about him in his great-grandfather's words.

"Jiayi, don't be rude."

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