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

"Pei Zigui, are you still human? My feet are injured."

Jiang Ruoli shook his legs desperately, but was afraid that he would really fall, so he hugged Pei Zigui's neck and twisted around.

The man was thrown onto the bed and bounced twice.

Pei Zigui deliberately avoided Jiang Ruoli's injured foot and supported himself on both sides of the woman. Then he freed one hand to hold Jiang Ruoli's chin and lowered his head to give her a fierce kiss.

Jiang Ruoli exhaled, like a panicked little animal.

"Let me tell you, the soundproofing in my room is not good."

Pei Zigui stared at the person under him, as if he didn't hear anything, and kissed her several more times. His big hands rubbed the woman's delicate cheeks, and his eyes were full of smiles, which turned into a low laugh.

"Is this where the kid kissed me today?"

With a bit of anger, he kissed her again, and the long kiss finally extended to the corner of her lips.

Jiang Ruoli couldn't help but hug the man's neck and subconsciously opened her red lips, but the man let her go.

"Don't give kisses to people casually in the future."

Jiang Ruoli was unconvinced: "That's a kid."

"Not even children. Remember, you are a married woman, Mrs. Pei."

"Oh, Mr. Pei better have this awareness."

The thin white fingers tapped the man's chest and said word by word: "There is a woman and her husband."

Pei Zigui pinched her little face, a smile evident on his lips, and stood up gently.

Jiang Ruoli was still a little confused. It was gone? He had clearly...

"I'm going to go to Grandpa's place and ask the servants to come up and take care of you, okay?"

I almost forgot that grandpa called Pei Zigui before going upstairs.

"Oh."

Pei Zigui raised his eyebrows and said in a light voice with a rare ruffian tone: "You sound a little disappointed? Wait until I come back to continue."

Jiang Ruoli was so angry that he raised his uninjured leg and kicked him: "Get out! It will be time for grandpa to go to bed soon."

The kick was not light, but the man seemed to feel no pain and instead laughed deeply.

"Don't sleep, wait until I come back."

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In the study on the second floor, Mr. Pei poured a pot of tea. When he saw Pei Zigui coming in, the smile in his eyes deepened.

"Sit down and have a cup of tea."

Pei Zigui sat down, but pushed the celadon teacup aside and said calmly: "Grandpa, drinking tea at night will make you sleepy. You don't want me to tell Lili, do you?"

Mr. Pei paused, coughed lightly, and the expression he had finally put together collapsed in an instant.

"Okay, okay, I won't drink. Don't tell Lili, or you'll be scolded by the little ancestor again."

Pei Zigui curled his lips slightly and nodded, "I don't know what Grandpa wants me to do."

The old man put his hands on his cane and asked, "You and Lili have been married for a while. How are you two getting along?"

Various scenes from the days after his marriage flashed before his eyes, and a light flashed across the man's deep and dark eyes.

"Don't worry, Grandpa. Lili and I are fine."

The old man smiled.

"Of course I trust you, but I'm worried about that little ancestor. Lili has been spoiled by us since she was a child, so it's inevitable that she has a bad temper. You are a few years older than her, so for the sake of the relationship between our two families for so many years, you should give in to her more."

"Grandpa, there is no so-called affection between me and Lili, only love."

Pei Zigui raised his head and looked directly at the old man. His voice was serious and calm, and there was a hint of warmth when he mentioned Jiang Ruoli's name.

"So, please rest assured."

An old man and a young man, their eyes met, no words were spoken, but it was a silent promise between the men.

"I heard that you have recently cooperated with the Li family in Hong Kong? There is unrest within the Li family. You should be more careful and don't get involved."

Pei Zigui knew what the old man was worried about, and said solemnly: "With my protection, Lili will never be in danger."

"That's good, go back and rest early."

Before leaving, the man paused slightly.

"Grandpa, Lili is not an object. She does not need to be handed over between male and female powers. To me, Lili will always belong to her. Treating her well is my instinct, not a task."

There was a look of relief in Mr. Pei's old eyes and he waved his hand.

As soon as I left the old man's study, I heard footsteps downstairs and a strong smell of fried food in the air.

Xie Youran was stopped by Pei Zigui at the corner.

"Hey, I bought chicken fillets for Ali. I really rode my shared bike to buy them. The whole process was recorded. Don't accuse me of cheating. Ali should be still awake. I'll bring them to her."

The fried chicken strips in his hand were suddenly taken away. Pei Zigui's tone was a little cold, even mixed with a bit of impatience:

"It's too late. You can go now. I will deliver the things to my wife."

"Brother, what time is it..."

Xie Youran, who rode a shared yellow bike for half an hour in the cold wind to beg a strange woman to save the last portion of fried chicken fillet for him, was decisively rejected at the stairs three minutes after arriving at Jiang's house.

He hadn't even made it to the third floor.

I should have taken the elevator earlier!

When Pei Zigui returned, Jiang Ruoli had already finished his shower and was lying on the bed.

"You're back. My phone is out of battery... Wow, isn't this fried chicken strips? Did Xie Youran send it?"

Pei Zigui nodded, not wanting to say more, "Where is the charger? I'll get it for you."

"It's on the table in my study. If it's not there, look in the socket."

Jiang Ruoli couldn't wait to get out of bed to eat the fried chicken strips, but was pushed back into bed.

"Just sit on the bed and eat."

Pei Zigui put the fried chicken fillet in his hand on the bedside table and took a few tissues to put underneath, "Don't eat too much."

"Hey, okay~"

Jiang Ruoli's bedroom and study were both on the third floor, with a connecting corridor. Pei Zigui successfully found the mobile phone charger on the desk.

When I looked up, I saw a lot of photos on the cabinet in the corner. They were all taken by the little girl from childhood to adulthood.

She was very small and had a pretty face since she was young. Her little face was a little chubby than it is now, like a doll in a window, white and soft, and very cute.

I remember the first time I met Jiang Ruoli when I was little. At that time, the little girl couldn't speak, and even couldn't walk very steadily. But when she saw him, she stumbled over and hugged him, calling him brother in a vague and childish voice.

Many scenes in life will gradually fade or even be forgotten with the passage of time, but this scene when they first met was inexplicably engraved deep in Pei Zigui's memory.

Pei Zigui took out his mobile phone and took pictures of them one by one and saved them in the album. He glanced casually and saw something familiar.

It was the gold medal in the long-distance running competition he won at a sports meet in high school one year.

At that time, Jiang Ruoli had just entered junior high school. It was the first time in his life that he felt how terrifying the 800-meter physical test was, and it was also the first time he was beaten to tears.

He happened to be delivering documents to the junior high school for a high school teacher when he ran into the little girl squatting in the corner with a distressed look on her face.

"Jiang Ruoli, what are you doing here?"

The little girl looked up in response, her innocent eyes were red, as if filled with tears that would shatter at the slightest touch.

Pei Zigui's heart tightened, and he subconsciously asked, "Who bullied you?"

After all, it is difficult for international middle schools like theirs to avoid things like school bullying.

I only heard the little girl's eyes widen and she said viciously:

"800 meters! Damn it! Who on earth came up with this thing? Five minutes. Can you believe that I ran for a full five minutes? I lost half my life! I have to take a make-up exam!"

Pei Zigui breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously, at least he was not bullied.

Not knowing what he was thinking of, Jiang Ruoli rolled his eyes and asked, "Did you just win the gold medal in the long-distance running at the sports meet a while ago?"

A cute voice sounded in my ears.

"Well, what?"

"Give it to me, I'll use it to pray, maybe I can pass the next make-up exam."

Pei Zigui didn't say yes or no. He glanced at the time and kindly reminded him, "...class is about to start. Go back to the classroom quickly."

"Stingy!"

But that night, the miser Jiang Ruoli mentioned handed the gold medal to the Jiang family's servant.

After so many years, the gold medal reappeared and was safely kept in the cabinet by the little girl.

The smile on Pei Zigui's face became more intense.

Back in the bedroom, Jiang Ruoli was happily eating fried chicken strips and complained casually, "Why did it take so long to get it? Was it hard to find?"

In response, the medal appeared before her eyes, swaying back and forth.