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

A man of 188cm height wearing an equestrian suit makes his body look as tall and straight as pine or cypress, and the presence of riding boots adds a bit of indescribable handsomeness.

The black vest paired with this angular and handsome face makes any photo look like a magazine cover.

Handsome, alive, hers.

Their eyes met, Pei Zigui raised his thin lips and said, "Like?"

This dress was worth it since it helped me seduce my wife.

Jiang Ruoli openly admitted his preference. His restless little hand slid across the man's waist, landed on his belt, and gently pulled it, instantly shortening the distance between them.

"Yes, I do. So, knight, can you take me for a ride?"

"With pleasure, my princess."

Pei Zigui took the reins of Heifeng and pretended to pick Jiang Ruoli up. The woman still had some fear of Heifeng, so she whispered:

"Da Ming said that Black Wind will only let you ride it."

"With me here, don't be afraid."

Pei Zigui glanced at Heifeng, took Jiang Ruoli's hand and placed it on Heifeng's body, his voice cold and serious, "This is your mistress, feel her breath."

It is said that horses are spiritual animals. Heifeng nodded slightly. At that moment, Jiang Ruoli seemed to really understand something from Heifeng's pupils.

After successfully carrying the woman onto the horse, Pei Zigui turned over and sat on it. He deliberately moved back to leave enough space for Jiang Ruoli.

Even so, Jiang Ruoli's back was still pressed against his chest.

“Will it be crowded?”

"will not."

The little girl turned her head, her eyes sparkling as she raised them slightly. "Take me for a ride quickly, but not too fast, okay?"

It has to be fast, but not too fast. Only a young lady can make such a request.

"can."

With a pull of the reins, Heifeng started running handsomely.

Pei Zigui was a very good horseman. Jiang Ruoli had heard of him before, but this time, she felt it for real. He could even lead her over the dressage fence.

Jiang Ruoli, who won the first prize in the Little Sunflower Equestrian Competition, is limited to basic riding skills.

After playing for a while and admiring the scenery of the manor, Pei Zigui saw that Jiang Ruoli was a little tired, so he took her off the horse.

Before leaving, the man also instructed: "Put Heifeng in solitary confinement."

Horses need to be trained, and Heifeng must remember today's lesson no matter what.

After sweating a lot, Jiang Ruoli took a shower and changed his clothes, feeling refreshed.

"I'm going to see Yanyan this afternoon. Do you want to come with me?"

A crisp voice sounded beside his ear, and Pei Zigui's left eyelid twitched.

Ever since the little girl almost fell off the horse today, his heart has seemed to be hanging in the air, and he felt vaguely uneasy.

This is not a good omen.

"I'm with you."

Jiang Ruoli pouted slightly, "Okay, as long as you don't feel bored."

Pei Zigui couldn't help but pinch her fair and soft cheeks, "You want to throw me away now? Wouldn't it be good to have someone pay for you?"

"Of course it's good, I didn't say it's bad."

It’s also nice to have someone to carry your bag.

*

Shen Zhiyan's school in Paris specializes in perfumery. There are classmates from all over the world, and they all applied to this school because of its reputation.

She was supposed to have a class today, but when she heard that Jiang Ruoli had come to France, she plucked up the courage to ask the professor for leave.

The gray-haired but still elegant female professor readily agreed after hearing Shen Zhiyan's reason for asking for leave.

"Oh dear, I have been wanting to have a good chat with you for a long time. You should open up more. Take this opportunity to enjoy the beauty of life with your friends~"

The professor approved Shen Zhiyan's application for leave and gave her a warm hug, saying, "Nothing is more important than happiness."

"Thank you, Professor Roxena."

Seeing her oriental student finally smile, Professor Roxena's eyes lit up with relief.

Since she entered school, the impression left on her by this beautiful oriental girl was that she was hard-working, serious, and indifferent to the world. She could be described as indifferent, but it seemed more appropriate to describe her as apathetic.

She seemed to be hiding something on her mind, and sometimes even when she smiled, she couldn't really be happy from the bottom of her heart. This girl was carrying too many shackles and pressures that she had imposed on herself.

I hope she can live a truly free and happy life.

"Yanyan, here, here!"

Schools abroad are not like those in China. They do not have particularly obvious high walls and fences. Many of them are located on inconspicuous streets, and the teaching buildings are right after you walk in.

As soon as she walked downstairs, Shen Zhiyan heard familiar Chinese voices. She looked in the direction of the voice and saw a pretty and friendly little face sticking out of the back seat window of a Rolls-Royce.

Shen Zhiyan immediately smiled, waved to Jiang Ruoli, and her steps became more hurried with impatience.

"Hey, Elena."

Shen Zhiyan turned around and saw a blond boy who seemed to be greeting her. She didn't know this boy, but he seemed to know her.

Probably a classmate.

It’s really not that Shen Zhiyan is face-blind. She usually only has nodding acquaintances with her classmates, and the classmates in each class are different, so it is difficult for her to remember every one of them.

More importantly, these foreigners all look similar...

So, she nodded slightly to the blond boy and asked politely:

"Hi, what can I do for you?"

The man clenched the book in his hand, stared into Shen Zhiyan's eyes seriously, and answered in not very authentic French: "I am Ivan from Russia. Don't you remember? We formed a team in the game at the freshman party."

The man named Ivan seemed very reserved. After just saying these words, his cold white skin turned a shy blush.

Shen Zhiyan didn't say anything, a hint of doubt appeared in her black pupils.

Ivan licked his lips nervously and explained, "I heard from Professor Roxena that you took a leave of absence for this class. What I meant to say is that if you need the notes for this class, I can bring them to you."

This is great, but...

Shen Zhiyan's eyelashes flickered, "Thank you, Ivan."

The boy's blue eyes lit up with joy, and he mustered up the courage to say, "Can I have your WhatsApp?"

At the same time, Shen Zhiyan lowered her head, took out a pen and paper from her bag, and wrote down a string of words.

“Here is my email address. You can send me the documents and course materials. Thank you again, Ivan.”

The light in the blue pupils dimmed a little.

Ivan took the note and continued smiling brightly like Shen Zhiyan: "Okay, I'll send it to you when I finish sorting it tonight."

"No need to be so troublesome, I can sort it out myself." She didn't want to trouble others too much.

"It's okay. I would have done the cleaning anyway. It's what you Chinese people call 'a piece of cake'."

Ivan suddenly said an idiom and Shen Zhiyan was shocked.

He explained: "You know, the relationship between Russia and China is very good. My father has trade relations with China, so I know a little bit of Chinese."

Ivan seemed to want to continue chatting. Shen Zhiyan glanced at Jiang Ruoli not far away. She had already got out of the car and was looking around curiously as if she was about to come over to watch the fun.

Shen Zhiyan hurriedly bowed to Ivan, "Sorry Ivan, I have something else to do and I have to leave first. Bye."

"Bye-Bye……"

The woman turned and trotted away, leaving only her back.

There was still a faint scent of tuberose in the air. Ivan remembered this smell when he first saw her.

Very special, like her.