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

Jiang Ruoli and Pei Zigui stayed in Paris for another day, and on the third day they went to Nice beach in the south for vacation.

Unlike the fashion capital of Paris, Nice is located in the south of France and is famous for its beautiful coastal scenery. It is a holiday destination for many Europeans and even tourists from all over the world.

Here, you can not only feel the unique romance and laziness of southern France, but also give your eyes a spa with the vast blue Mediterranean sea.

Pei Zi has booked two rooms at the famous luxury resort hotel in Nice.

This hotel is located on the seaside avenue, which is a great location for enjoying the sea view. The hotel adopts the architectural style of ancient Greek palaces, and each room is uniquely decorated with luxurious decoration, complex design and rich Renaissance style.

The room is equipped with an independent terrace. By opening the semi-open windows and sitting on the terrace, you can overlook the azure blue Bay of Nice and the hotel's private beach.

Assistant Mo brought Daming into their room and lay down comfortably on the bed. What more could he ask for in life?

So, it is important to follow the right boss.

"Boss Pei said that if there's nothing to do in the next few days, we can move freely. Daming, where are you going later?"

Daming had just tipped the waiter, turned around to push his luggage in, and replied expressionlessly, "Driving for Mr. Pei."

Although Mr. Pei said he could move freely, as a driver, he was still in a semi-working state.

As for Assistant Mott, he was on semi-vacation and only needed to stay in the hotel to handle the group's daily emails. After all, the assistants in the president's office were not there for free.

Assistant Mo, who had started his annual leave early, flipped through the menu in the room and asked casually, "Drive? Where are we going?"

The menu of this hotel is good, and I heard that the chefs are all Michelin-starred.

Assistant Mote silently wrote down the food he was going to order later. He was going to sit on the balcony, facing the sea, and play games. When the game was over, he would eat a few bites of the food and then continue slowly.

After putting away the luggage, Daming looked up the route on the computer without looking up. "My wife said she wanted to go to the old town. I'll check the route and the fun shops in the old town, as well as where the best places to take photos are."

"Okay, go ahead. Wait! Old Town?! Why didn't the Madam invite me to join her? Doesn't she love me anymore?!"

A sense of crisis surged in his heart! Could it be that his position as the chief special assistant would be shaken by Daming in just a few days?

"Are you trying to secretly replace me?"

Daming finally raised his head from the screen, his face speechless: "Brother, you graduated from the university, and I graduated from the university down the street. How can I replace you? It's just that I have a French driver's license."

Daming grew up in China, which is why he speaks fluent Chinese. However, he was abandoned by his parents when he was young, so he did not receive a good education.

By chance, he started working with Pei Zigui. Although he had no education, he was very capable. He handled many things that were inconvenient to do in public.

Daming has always been grateful to Pei Zigui. He has learned a lot since he followed him. If it weren't for this kindness, he would probably still be repairing tires on the street.

It is not impossible to go astray.

As for replacing Assistant Mo, that is even less likely. Although he and Mo Ming both have "Ming" in their names, they are responsible for different functions.

"If you want to go, then come along. Madam and Mr. Pei won't say anything."

"That's so funny. I don't really want to go. When you're on vacation, you should just stay in your room and relax. I'm going to start my game now."

Assistant Mott curled his lips, and a "timi" came from the phone.

In the room upstairs, Jiang Ruoli was sitting on the balcony drinking a drink, enjoying the scenery and taking selfies.

It is said that the French are romantic. Even the ordinary lime drink is decorated with a circle of small flowers on the edge of the cup, which is so beautiful that people don’t want to drink it.

The young lady took a gulp, and the level of the drink dropped visibly.

It’s icy, cool, sour and sweet, so refreshing!

Just as she was about to take another sip, Pei Zigui, who was carefully hanging up the little skirts in her suitcase one by one on the other side of the room, seemed to have X-ray vision and stepped directly to the balcony with his long legs.

"Okay, if you take another sip, you're not allowed to drink."

Foreigners don't charge for ice, and they put a lot of ice in all their drinks. Sometimes the drinks are not as cold as the ice itself. But foreigners have been drinking ice since they were young, and they drink milk directly from the refrigerator in the morning. How can the delicate stomachs compare?

I guess if I drink a few more sips, I’ll have a stomachache again at night.

Jiang Ruoli was unconvinced and said, "I only drank half a cup!!"

The man seemed not to hear anything. He snatched the lemon drink from the table with his big, bony hands and drank it all in one gulp using the straw.

"I'm thirsty too. Isn't there any reward for helping my wife pack?"

He looked so pitiful, like a big golden retriever wagging its tail to beg for mercy. Jiang Ruoli couldn't vent his anger even if he wanted to.

Humph, I'm even more angry.

The little girl was holding her anger in, her cheeks were puffy and about to burst, which made Pei Zigui laugh.

He pinched Jiang Ruoli's snow-white cheek and changed the subject without leaving a trace: "Baby, which skirt do you want to wear when we go to the ancient city this afternoon?"

Sure enough, Jiang Ruoli had no intention of fighting, and took light steps, holding up the hem of her skirt and ran to the closet. While she was taking pictures, Pei Zigui had already scraped all the skirts into the closet, and even smoothed out the wrinkles.

"How about wearing this?"

The classic French floral dress with intricate and delicate patterns does not look tacky on her at all. Paired with the accessories carefully prepared by the young lady, the leisurely holiday style comes to life.

Again, effortlessly beautiful.

"Very good, but..." Pei Zigui hesitated, "Isn't the neckline a bit low?"

The French brand's design is very beautiful, with a large area of ​​white exposed at the neckline, making the neck look like a swan. Men have a higher perspective, so they can see the beautiful scenery without any effort.

Jiang Ruoli also glanced down, revealing a slight curve.

"This is by design. If you go to the beach, you will see foreigners sunbathing naked. Wearing a bikini is conservative, right~"

He wouldn't be so chauvinistic as to ask me to change my skirt, would he?

Pei Zigui looked at Jiang Ruoli deeply, said nothing, and turned away.

The young lady was left confused. What happened? Did he leave her behind?

Not long after, the man came back with something in his hand.

"How dare you abandon me? Humph! What is this?"

It feels like duct tape.

Pei Zigui pursed his lips and tore off the tape. Now Jiang Ruoli can no longer see that she is not a fashionable little princess.

It's an anti-exposure sticker.

The man bent down and gently placed the torn side of the tape on the collar of the skirt, then tore off the other side and stuck it to Jiang Ruoli's skin.

The necklines on both sides were taped tightly, with only a slight cleavage showing the beauty of the female figure. Now, even if Pei Zigui was 188cm tall, he wouldn't see any extra spring light when looking down.

"Although it would be a bit uncomfortable for my wife to dress like this in front of others, I won't force you to control your preferences."

Looking at herself in the mirror wearing a beautiful dress, Jiang Ruoli swayed from side to side proudly.

Looking back at what Pei Zigui had just said, she felt secretly happy: "Hehe, husband, you are so nice. Can I go to the beach to swim naked tomorrow? Just like those foreigners."

Of course she wouldn't swim naked, she just wanted to poke Pei Zigui on purpose.

Tell him to be hypocritical and pretend to be generous.

Pei Zigui didn't say anything, his jaw tightened even more, and a small hill formed between his brows, as if he was thinking about what to say so that his wife wouldn't be angry.

"Baby, does it have to be like this?"

If she insisted, then he could only consider turning the entire beach into a private area someday.

Looking at the man's serious and handsome face, Jiang Ruoli burst out laughing.

"Okay, let's both take a step back and wear a bikini. I've prepared several really nice bikinis~"

Pei Zigui gritted his teeth and squeezed out a breath from his tightly closed lips: "Okay."

Jiang Ruoli stopped teasing him, smiled and hooked his arm around the man's neck, kissed him on his tightly closed lips, and said coquettishly:

"There are beaches everywhere in foreign countries. I don't believe you haven't seen them! You can look at them yourself, but your wife can't wear them. You have double standards~"

Pei Zigui raised his left hand to steady the little troublemaker who was rushing towards him, and lowered his head to deepen the kiss that had just been brief.

After the kiss, both of them had their lips covered with peach-scented glossy lip glaze.

"What are you doing~"

The vocal cords are as sweet as if they had been deprived of their breath.

"I've never seen it. Do you believe it?"

He answered with the same words she had just spoken.

Jiang Ruoli nodded coquettishly, "We should go to the old town."

Unsatisfied, the man bent down and kissed her again, then put the girl on the table and began to carefully apply sunscreen to the girl's exposed limbs.

"Put on some sunscreen and change into a pair of comfortable walking shoes. The ground in the old city is not easy to walk on."

"What if I have to wear high heels?"

Jiang Ruoli seemed particularly interested in teasing him today, and his swinging legs rubbed restlessly up and down the man's legs.

Being grabbed.

The little princess screamed and tried to pull back, but she felt a faint itch on the soles of her feet.

He was tickling the soles of her feet! !

so bad! !

"If you are willing to let me carry you the whole way. But... I think you will get a lot of attention. Lili, are you sure you want to wear high heels?"

Jiang Ruoli rolled her eyes cutely and jumped off the table.

She had been planning to wear flat shoes, just to tease him, huh!