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

"So how did you go to school?"

When the heat on her face subsided a little, Zhao Chuyu looked at the family photo and asked Qi Jinan who was still standing behind her and hugging her.

If the online information is correct, it clearly states that he graduated from one of the most famous Ivy League schools in the world and holds two doctoral degrees.

It’s just that he is extremely outstanding but too mysterious, and there is not a single photo of him on the Internet.

Before she met him, she thought that the person who could become the CEO must be a Mediterranean man in his 40s or 50s.

It was his appearance that broke her preconceived impression.

Qi Jinan hugged her closely from behind, his eyes dimmed, and he kissed her cheek lightly, his Adam's apple rolling.

“Before I was eighteen, I rarely stepped out of this mansion, and I hired academic professors from various disciplines to teach me.

At that time, my daily life, apart from attending classes, was horse riding, archery, boxing practice, and the use of guns.

On the day I came of age, I left here and headed for Nida."

He brushed aside the boring past in a few words.

When Zhao Chuyu heard the word Nida, her pupils showed a little surprise. She turned her head and looked into his deep eyes. "You mean Nida, the top university that only accepts men?"

"Yes."

Qi Jinan uttered these two words indifferently, as if he was very disdainful of the top institution of higher learning that was considered unattainable by the world.

To him, the top private research university, which others cannot get into even if they beg and use all their connections, is just a place to study and is not worth mentioning at all.

This extremely valuable academic degree made Zhao Chuyu's sparkling eyes brighten several shades.

He was more dazzling than she had imagined, brilliant and outstanding, but it was a pity that she had no chance to see his former glory.

Just as she was lamenting that such an outstanding man had a genetic defect, she heard a slight sound of a cane hitting the floor from the corner of the living room.

Zhao Chuyu realized that it was the old man who came down, and a trace of embarrassment flashed across his face.

Although she had not been raised as a lady of nobility, she knew very well that she should not cuddle or hug in front of her elders.

Not only is it indecent, it also appears frivolous and makes people look down on it.

She didn't have time to think too much, so she immediately raised her hands, got out of Qi Jinan's arms, and stepped back two steps.

That "disdainful" action seemed to be saying: Stay away from me, don't come near me, we have nothing to do with each other, don't let people misunderstand.

This little expression, as if he wanted to draw a line between the two, made Qi Jinan laugh in anger.

His eyes darkened, and he stretched out his big hand, locking the girl who was about to leave him in his arms again, "Why are you hiding? Do you dislike me?"

"Huh? What do you mean by disgust? I don't have any."

She won't take the blame for this.

Her waist was firmly restrained by the iron arms, making her unable to move. She could only use her small hands to press against his chest to stop him from pressing her upper body further down.

The right hand wrapped in a black tie did not give her a chance to dodge. He grabbed both of her hands with one hand and whispered in her ear: "Do you dislike my low education?"

"!"

The best and youngest double PhD student has a low level of education?

Are all highly intelligent people so modest?

Zhao Chuyu had nowhere to hide and could only "face the challenge head-on". She glanced at the corner of the living room and saw that the old man had not come yet, so she stood on tiptoes and kissed the corner of Qi Jinan's lips, adding charming words that only he could hear.

"It's your father who is here. If he thinks I can't wait to seduce you here, my image will be ruined."

Subconsciously, she didn't want to leave a bad impression on his family.

Even though she was an orphan and not outstanding at all, she didn't want to be a burden to him or make things difficult for him.

Qi seemed to be able to see what she was thinking. He slowed down his grip, gently put his arms around her waist, and let out a faint laugh.

"Xiao Chuyu, if you want to seduce me, it's because I want to hook you."

These profound words made the beautiful woman in his arms stare blankly.

What does he mean?

Qi Jinan didn't seem to intend to explain it too clearly. He whispered in her ear, "Xiao Chuyu, you are very good and outstanding. Don't care about what anyone thinks, including me. Just be yourself." Then he stood up straight and released his hold on her.

He also carefully helped her tidy up her slightly messy clothes, and he also lifted the long curly hair that was floating in front of her chest to her back.

While he was helping her put on her makeup, the old man, accompanied by his butler, walked into the living room on crutches.

Seeing the young couple standing in front of the family portrait, the smile on their faces became even wider.

As he walked forward, he explained to his daughter-in-law, "That family photo was taken on Xiao An's fifteenth birthday. Xiao An doesn't like having his photo taken, so this is the only photo taken that year."

The old man began to sigh as he spoke, "In the blink of an eye, fifteen years have passed. Time flies so fast."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Chuyu took another look at the family portrait hanging in the center.

It turned out that the photo was taken on Qi Jinan’s fifteenth birthday.

Just by looking at the cold and handsome face engraved in the photo, you can imagine how much he resists being photographed.

Her eyes, bright as stars, turned slightly, as if she was thinking of some scene, and a charming smile flashed in her eyes.

She quietly tugged at Qi Jinan's sleeve with her little hand, motioning him to lower his head.

Qi raised his eyelids slightly, and obediently leaned closer to her red lips, "Xiao Chuyu, what do you want to say?"

Zhao Chuyu saw the old man and the housekeeper walking towards the sofa with their backs to them and couldn't see them, so she quickly whispered in his ear: "I have something to give you when we get back later."

Today is his birthday, and her birthday present hasn't been given out yet.

Qi Jinan carried her back to the villa and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for her. He had not yet had time to ask the bodyguard for the details of her shopping in the mall, and had no idea what she bought.

I only remember that when I carried her out of the mall, she was holding two gift bags in her hands.

He had been living a life of luxury since he was a child, with someone specifically arranging everything for him. He had never received a gift.

Relatively speaking, he also disdains gifts from others.

But this time, it was his little Chuyu who said she wanted to give him something, and for some reason, a strong sense of anticipation ignited in his heart.

The old man, who had already sat down on the sofa, saw the young couple still whispering sweetly in each other's ears, and the smile on his old face never stopped.

This was the day he laughed the most in the past decade.

The old butler placed the photo album on the coffee table and stepped back, leaving the space for the three people.

After Zhao Chuyu finished her tantalizing words, she turned around and walked towards the sofa, sitting on the single sofa next to the old man's right hand side.

Seeing this, Qi Jinan, who was following behind, raised his eyebrows and sat directly on the armrest of the leather sofa with her.

Want to sit apart from him? Even if the sun rises from the west, that's impossible.

The old man pretended not to notice the clinginess between his youngest son and his daughter-in-law. He put down his cane, picked up the well-preserved photo album on the coffee table, opened it, pointed at a delicate and beautiful boy on it, and said with a smile:

"This was taken on Xiao An's fifth birthday."

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