Reborn on my wedding night, the paranoid boss can’t stop lusting after me

Pei Siyu frowned slightly and grabbed Mingyao's wrist.

His palms were hot and powerful, as if they were going to crush Mingyao's wrist bones in the next second.

"Mr. Pei, it hurts so much."

Tears fell from her eyes, and she looked at Pei Siyu with pear blossoms in the rain. She was so pitiful and pitiful that it made people feel loved.

Mingyao's tears seemed to fall on the tip of his heart, and Pei Siyu's hand relaxed a little.

"Don't change the subject!"

He glared at Mingyao, "What did you talk to him about? What did you ask him to do for you?"

Mingyao started brainstorming, and she didn't know how to answer Pei Siyu.

When she was stammering and didn't know what to say, her cell phone rang.

She quickly picked up the phone and looked at Pei Siyu with an apologetic look: "Mr. Pei, my dad called."

Pei Siyu glared at Mingyao, the cold light in his eyes seemed to penetrate everything.

Mingyao held her cell phone, pointed at the door, and said sheepishly: "Mr. Pei, could you please go out first while I answer the phone?"

Before she finished speaking, she could clearly feel the sudden cold aura around Pei Siyu.

She looked at Pei Siyu carefully and whispered, "I'm not used to having people around me."

"Mr. Pei, please understand." Mingyao smiled in apology and put on a pitiful look of being wronged.

Pei Siyu hummed indifferently.

After closing the door, Mingyao secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Su Qiqiang called at the right time, she was scared to death.

"Dad, what can you do with me?"

Su Qiqiang was furious: "Why did it take you so long to answer my call?"

His voice was sharp, almost piercing Mingyao's eardrums.

She rubbed her ears, rolled her eyes, and said aggrievedly: "Dad, Mr. Pei was by my side just now."

"He is here, and I am not suitable to answer the phone. I am afraid of revealing our secret."

She covered her mouth and spoke in a voice that only two people could hear.

Su Qiqiang realized the seriousness of the matter and felt a little guilty: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

The question is, have you given her a chance to speak?

Mingyao secretly cursed in his heart. After all, Su Qiqiang was right.

"I'm sorry, Dad."

"It's so late, why don't you rest?"

She brought the topic back on track and asked in a soft tone.

Su Qiqiang cleared his throat and said earnestly, "You and Pei Siyu have been married for so long."

"Should we take him back home?"

The corners of Mingyao's lips twitched twice, with a playful smile on her face.

Mingyao had expected Su Qiqiang's words, so he was not surprised.

Her relationship with Pei Siyu had just become closer, and Su Qiqiang couldn't wait to take advantage of it.

Think beautiful!

"Dad, it's not that I don't want to tell Pei Siyu." She bit her lip, feeling very embarrassed: "Pei Siyu is too busy at work. He is working on a new project recently, and it's not until midnight when he gets home."

Su Qiqiang didn't answer, and Mingyao could clearly feel his low pressure through the phone.

"Let's do this." Mingyao said anxiously, "I will tell Mr. Pei when I am almost busy with the new project."

"Dad, I will definitely take Mr. Pei back home."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Su Qiqiang nodded slightly: "Well, as long as you have the heart."

After hanging up the phone, Mingyao exhaled.

Su Qiqiang made up his mind to use her to hug Pei Siyu's lap. I'm afraid it won't be so easy to deal with this time.

He never gives up until he reaches his goal.Mingyao has a headache.

Jingle Bell--

The cell phone rang again, breaking the silence in the room.

It was Su Qiqiang who called.

He must be crazy, Mingyao typed frantically at the phone screen, almost serving all the eighteen generations of Su Qiqiang's ancestors.

After calming down, Mingyao responded in the sweetest voice: "Dad."

"Mingyao, don't think that you can get everything just by being favored by Pei Siyu!"

Su Xueya's voice was sharp and pierced into Mingyao's ears like frosted glass.

Mingyao frowned, took the phone away, and hung up.

Su Xueya then called a second time, Mingyao hesitated for a moment, but still answered.

"Mingyao, how dare you hang up on me!"

"I knew you weren't as simple as you act in front of dad!"

Mingyao guessed that Su Qiqiang was also around, otherwise he would not have given Su Xueya the chance to make a call on his mobile phone.

Mingyao was in a good mood, and her tears fell like pearls.

She was sobbing and couldn't speak clearly: "Sister, do you have any misunderstandings about me?"

"I never wanted to take possession of everything you have."

"Did you call me just to curse me?"

Su Xueya choked, and after regaining her composure, she gritted her teeth and said, "Mingyao, I'm warning you!"

"Know your position clearly. The best man in the world and the best can only be mine!"

"You are just my substitute!"

Mingyao nodded with tears in her eyes: "Sister, I remember what you said."

Weird.

It seemed that Su Xueya was really anxious and made a threatening phone call to Su Qiqiang in front of her.

Do you really think she is a soft persimmon?

After resurrecting her life, she will return all the suffering she suffered in her previous life to Su Xueya and Su Qiqiang!

The fear now was just an appetizer, and she hadn't served the main meal yet.

After get off work the next night, Mingyao came out of the company and immediately noticed the pink sports car parked at the intersection of the company.

There was a woman in a red suit sitting in the pink sports car. The woman was wearing sunglasses and staring directly at her.

After the woman saw Mingyao, she hooked her hands towards Mingyao, as if she was hooking a dog.

Mingyao took her as an insult, ignored her, and walked forward on her own.

Ding Qingle took off his eyes and jumped out of the driver's seat, "Amelia Su, stop!"

"How dare you ignore me!"

She stepped on Hentiangao, grabbed Mingyao's wrist domineeringly, and pulled her towards the car.

Mingyao was confused and looked at Ding Qingle in confusion: "It's inexplicable. What are you doing?"

"I have to go home, sorry."

She broke away from Ding Qingle and smiled a little apologetically.

Ding Qingle pinched her waist and was furious.

She blocked Mingyao's way, twisted her face, and said with an arrogant attitude: "I asked you to follow me, so just follow me, don't bother me!"

Ding Qingle grabbed her arm without any explanation and pressed her roughly on the passenger seat.

"What's the matter?"

Ding Qingle stepped on the accelerator and said in an impatient tone: "Why are you asking so many questions? You'll find out when you get there."

Mingyao pouted, pulled on the seat belt, and turned to look at both sides of the street, "How long has it been since you graduated from college? How did your character become so bad?"

Ding Qingle smiled dryly and teased: "Isn't it just a gift from Du Feng and you?"

"Thanks to you two, I can't be bullied now."

Mingyao didn't answer, just watching the fleeting scenery as if watching a lantern.

As the sports car sped down the road, she apologized abruptly.

"I was ignorant when I was in college. I'm sorry."

"I feel really sorry."

The car came to a sudden stop, and Ding Qingle gripped the steering wheel tightly, staring straight at the red light ahead.