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

When going to France, the first thing to do is of course to see Shen Zhiyan. He was originally planning to rush to her school as soon as he landed, but he didn't expect that when Jiang Ruoli woke up, he was already in the car.

To be precise, it was on Pei Zigui's leg.

She struggled to get up and glanced out the window. The car just turned around the Arc de Triomphe. Her voice was soft and thin, just waking up, with a little fatigue that had not been fully digested.

"Are we in Paris yet?"

"Well, did you sleep well?"

Pei Zigui smoothed her messy hair, patted her back and hugged her back so that she could lie more comfortably.

"Haven't you seen the Arc de Triomphe? Are you sleepy?"

The little troublemaker who had just woken up was still a little angry. She threw herself on the man's chest and howled like an angry little animal: "It's all your fault. I said I don't want it anymore."

She was more tired than Pamela who had danced all day!

"Where are we going? I still have to go to Yanyan's school to give her a surprise. Don't disrupt my schedule!"

It's quite strange to hear the word "trip" from a part-time person.

Pei Zigui raised his eyebrows slightly, and his voice was mixed with teasing: "Does our Lili have any other plans?"

The pink fist fell, and the little drama queen snorted, "My schedule is to go to Yanyan's school."

Pei Zigui wrapped her small hand in his palm, rubbed her delicate skin with his fingers, and smoothed the little fox's fur.

"Can I take you there tomorrow? Aren't you hungry? Can I take you home for dinner?"

Shen Zhiyan won't run away, but his little princess will get hungry and tired.

Jiang Ruoli's beautiful and smart eyes turned and he nodded, thinking that what Pei Zigui said made a lot of sense.

The sky gradually darkened, and the night seemed to be ready to replace the sunlight. The plants and buildings on both sides were both familiar and unfamiliar.

Gradually, the car left the city lights behind and was completely immersed in darkness.

He hasn't adjusted to the jet lag yet, and he slept for a long time on the plane. Although his legs are still sore, Jiang Ruoli is in good spirits now.

Looking at the increasingly unfamiliar environment, Jiang Ruoli couldn't help but stick closer to Pei Zigui. His bright eyes in the darkness glanced at the driver, a black man with muscular body.

Due to various considerations, although Assistant Motte came along on this trip to France, he did not serve as a driver.

All the itineraries were arranged by Pei Zigui. I don’t know where he found the driver from, or whether he is safe or reliable.

The experience of being kidnapped in Hong Kong City came to mind.

Pei Zigui immediately sensed the woman's uneasiness.

"What's wrong? Are you still not feeling well?"

He almost lost control on the plane, but not that much. Considering the girl's body, it was only twice in a hurry. Logically, he shouldn't be so tired. Besides, Jiang Ruoli had rested for a long time.

Blame him for not considering the long-distance flight and jet lag.

"We'll be home soon. Do you want to eat some cookies first?"

Jiang Ruoli shook her head. She was so nervous now, what should she eat? Her wandering eyes glanced at the driver's seat again. Coincidentally, the black driver looked at the rearview mirror.

Their eyes met, Jiang Ruoli hurriedly moved away and licked his lips guiltily.

Her state could be described as restless. Pei Zigui frowned, "Baby, what's wrong?"

Thinking of a possibility, he lowered his voice and asked, "Do you want to go to the bathroom?"

"..."

Jiang Ruoli gave Pei Zigui a disappointed look and wanted to speak, but was afraid that the black driver would hear him.

Got it!

"Is this driver planning to kidnap us? Why is he getting further and further away from the city?"

When Pei Zigui saw this sentence on the screen, her first reaction was speechless. But she changed her mind and thought about how Jiang Ruoli was kidnapped in Hong Kong. Although the psychological evaluation showed that Jiang Ruoli was fine, she still felt a thorn in her heart.

Although the old man surnamed Li was tortured and burned to death, leaving no trace, he still could not get rid of the hatred in his heart.

Pei Zigui hugged Jiang Ruoli lovingly and kissed the woman's hair with his thin lips. The fragrance soothed the fluctuations in his black eyes.

"Don't worry, we won't stay in a hotel in Paris this time. We'll go to our home."

"Home?" Her apartment was in the city center.

"Da Ming, how long will it take?"

Daming? Who is Daming?

The black driver looked at the navigation and replied in fluent Chinese: "Mr. Pei, we'll be there in six minutes."

Good Chinese.

Pei Zigui whispered, "Hurry up, my wife is hungry."

"Okay, I'll take care of you!"

The car accelerated after turning a corner.

So the black driver was called Daming, a down-to-earth name. And he was Pei Zigui's man.

Jiang Ruoli felt a little ashamed after realizing this, "Uh, I misunderstood."

Pei Zigui did not laugh at Jiang Ruoli for thinking too much, and explained in a gentle voice: "Daming has lived in China since he was a child. He is one of us. It's my fault for not telling you in advance."

He looked out the window and saw the lights not far away getting closer and closer. The castle wrapped in warm yellow light strips gradually revealed its true appearance.

“Look, our home.”

The car stopped. Jiang Ruoli looked up at the European-style castle, her eyelashes flickering and she covered her mouth.

"You mean, this castle is our home?"

Pei Zigui hugged the woman's slender waist tightly, and his delicate and gentle voice melted in the evening breeze: "Welcome to the castle, my little princess Lili."

Jiang Ruoli's mind went blank for several seconds. When she finally reacted, she screamed, "Ahhh, did you buy me a castle?"

"Like it?"

Jiang Ruoli turned around excitedly and nodded excitedly.

Of course I like it, who doesn’t like it?

Assistant Mote was also very excited. He had only come back with Pei Zi when he bought the castle. Now, it seemed even better than before. The garden alone was as beautiful as a movie.

"Daming, you are so awesome, your aesthetic taste is great~"

Daming, who was standing by, stared at the muscular body and lowered his head shyly. "Hey, it's not bad. I've been watching here for half a year. I really want to eat the spicy hot pot from my hometown!!!"

Jiang Ruoli naturally heard it as well. She looked up at Pei Zigui, the stars in her eyes still lingering.

"Half a year? You bought it so early?"

"I originally wanted to give it to you as a wedding gift, but there was a small problem with the transfer of ownership, which delayed us a bit."

Pei Zigui hugged the person and walked inside, "Let's go, the food is ready."

It is naturally impossible to manage such a large manor by Daming alone. In addition to him, Pei Zigui also hired a group of servants and bodyguards.

Hearing that their master was coming back, the maids prepared dinner early. In addition to the traditional French meal, they also prepared authentic Chinese food, fearing that Jiang Ruoli would have no appetite after just landing.

Yes, the manor is also equipped with a dedicated Chinese chef.

As soon as Pei Zigui led him in, energetic and warm greetings came to Jiang Ruoli's ears.

"Good evening, Monsieur and Madame Pei."

An old lady who looked like a housekeeper came forward and said with a smile: "Dinner has been prepared for you. I wish you two a wonderful evening."

It is said that the French are romantic. When Jiang Ruoli arrived at the restaurant, he saw that the wooden dining table was not only filled with a wide variety of food, but also with white and green flowers and a row of candles.

In the eyes of the French, eating while sitting opposite each other is a romantic act worthy of a ritual.

I have to say, seeing the carefully decorated restaurant, the fatigue from the long flight was swept away, and Jiang Ruoli's little face was filled with an unstoppable smile.

"There are chicken soup wontons? Did you bring them from the Pei family's old house?"

Jiang Ruoli turned his head and looked at Pei Zigui in disbelief.

The man led her to sit down and said casually, "No."

Jiang Ruoli breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought so." They must have bought the frozen wontons from the Chinese Supermarket in Chinatown. After all, it is difficult to eat a bowl of authentic chicken soup wontons abroad.

Watching Pei Zigui add rose rice vinegar to her wontons, Jiang Ruoli couldn't wait to take a bite.

His thin eyebrows were slightly frowned.

"Are you sure it wasn't brought from the old house? It smells similar."

Pei Zigui's mouth corners slightly raised. The little girl's tongue was really picky. She could taste this.

"I asked the chef at the old house to send the recipe to the Chinese chef at the manor, and they made it before we arrived. Is it delicious?"

"It's delicious!" Jiang Ruoli nodded, giving enough emotional value, "Thank you, husband."

She knew that the servants here would not notice such a small matter. It would only be Pei Zigui who specifically ordered it.

A feeling of happiness lingers in my heart.

Jiang Ruoli enjoyed the entire dinner very much, and the two of them ate slowly for nearly two hours.

"Where are we going to play tomorrow?"

Pei Zigui slowly picked up the napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, looking so dignified that he resembled a gentleman from medieval Europe.

"Aren't you going to see Shen Zhiyan? I'll take you to see Shen Zhiyan and bring her to our house to ride horses?"

"Riding a horse?" Jiang Ruoli tilted his head in confusion, and his thoughts flashed through his mind. He shouted excitedly, "Do we still have horses at home?"

Pei Zigui also laughed with her, his gentle eyes filled with doting.

"There are several horses on the estate. Go pick one you like tomorrow?"

"Good~"