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

However, her originally flawless skin was now covered with several horrible bruises. There were also obvious scratch marks on her slender waist. Even though she had simply applied medicine and wrapped it with a small bandage, it was still possible to guess that she had fallen hard.

It seems that I can imagine the scene at that time.

Pei Zigui's fingertips paused slightly, his pupils suddenly tightened, and coldness spread instantly. There was no warmth in those dark eyes.

The moment the ointment touches the skin, there is a cool touch.

Pei Zigui quietly spread the ointment evenly without saying a word.

"Why don't you speak?"

Jiang Ruoli lay on the pillow, his voice muffled: "Is it ugly?"

Pei Zigui used less force, fearing to hurt her, and spoke in a low, hoarse voice without any emotion: "Does it hurt?"

"It hurts. It hurts so much. So be gentle and don't touch me at night."

Jiang Ruoli was still immersed in his own world, his little mouth chattering, unconsciously becoming a bit coquettish.

The little foot kicked in the air.

"Hey, did you hear that? Oh, you haven't answered whether it's ugly or not..."

The voice stopped abruptly, and the lower back felt warm.

The man's lips fell near the wound and kissed it gently.

Jiang Ruoli only felt that his lower back was burned, numb and tingling. He couldn't describe the feeling and was afraid to move rashly.

"Have you... kissed well..."

Pei Zigui straightened up, patted the woman's buttocks, turned her over and picked her up, holding her tightly in silence.

For a long time, he stared into Jiang Ruoli's big, clear eyes like grapes, and said word by word:

"It's not ugly, not at all. Just apply the medicine well in the next few days and you'll be fine soon."

"Oh……"

Jiang Ruoli blinked his eyes twice, not knowing whether he heard it or not, and slowly leaned back towards the head of the bed.

"I want to drink bird's nest milk. Please go downstairs and bring it to me. Remember to use the new orchid white porcelain bowl I bought~"

Pei Zigui pinched her cheek, accustomed to the young lady's pampering: "Wait."

Before Aunt Lan left, she stewed the bird's nest and put it in a stewing pot to keep it warm. Pei Zigui went straight to the cupboard and searched for a long time before finally finding the small white porcelain dessert bowl with orchid that Jiang Ruoli mentioned.

He scooped out the bird's nest and added the milk that Jiang Ruoli had recently favored. After carefully stirring it and testing the temperature, the man went back upstairs with satisfaction.

"You drink first, I'll go to the study to do some work."

Jiang Ruoli waved his hand without raising his head.

There was a hint of helplessness in Pei Zigui's eyes, but more of it was indulgence.

Until the door was closed.

There was only a cold light in the dark eyes.

On the computer screen in the study, the surveillance footage of Jiang Ruoli being injured was playing.

When the electric tricycle rushed out and hit Jiang Ruoli, Pei Zigui's pupils shrank and he clenched his back teeth.

The little girl has delicate skin and tender flesh. How could she withstand such a collision? She must be in great pain.

In front of me were the glaring bruises on Jiang Ruoli’s smooth, white skin.

"Banned him immediately. I don't want to see him anywhere again."

Assistant Mote on the other end of the phone was stunned and blurted out: "What are you talking about?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he quickly realized that it was the ungrateful young man who had caused his wife to be injured today.

"Okay, Mr. Pei, I understand."

It seems that this guy can't even shoot a low-cost web drama. It's better to change his career to selling barbecue as soon as possible, since he loves barbecue so much anyway.

While Assistant Mo was still thinking about this and that, Pei Zigui's cold voice came from the other end of the phone again: "Forget it, wait until this movie is off the screen. However, during the screening period, it will be soft-banned directly."

Therefore, in the subsequent film promotions, the leading actor never appeared in front of the camera again. Not only that, even the relevant press releases did not mention Yan Shu's name. There was simply no such person.

Since Yan Shu was an idol himself, he had a certain fan base. At first, his fanatical fans were still fighting for their rights, claiming that their brother was being bullied by capital.

But soon after, those accounts were blocked one by one, and even the super topic was bombed.

The matter is far from over. Within a few days, solid black material was exposed one after another, and the house that Yan Shuo had described had collapsed to the point of being in ruins.

The entertainment industry has always been cruel. Once something like this happens, those fans who claim to be loyal to the fans have almost all run away, and before long, their words have been forgotten.

Of course, these are all for later.

Besides, Jiang Ruoli didn't take this kind of person seriously at all.

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Pei Zigui stayed in the study for a long time and Jiang Ruoli tried calling him twice but got no response.

She had just drunk bird's nest milk, and although she had brushed her teeth, she still wanted to drink some warm water to clear her throat.

"Career-oriented men are really unreliable."

Jiang Ruoli muttered halfheartedly as he got up from the bed, lifted his injured foot and slowly jumped out of the bedroom.

The villa was quiet and all the lights were turned off, leaving only the dim lights on the corridor.

Jiang Ruoli jumped all the way to the kitchen like a little white rabbit, heated the mineral water, and poured it into her favorite orchid bone china cup.

I couldn't wait to take a sip, it was a little hot, never mind, I'll wait for a while.

Holding the cup, Jiang Ruoli was about to turn around when he suddenly heard a low, hoarse voice in his ears.

"Still up so late?"

There was also a smell of tobacco in the air.

"Oh, I'll go!"

Such a sudden sound in the middle of the night was quite scary.

Besides, Jiang Ruoli was walking on one leg. When he was frightened, his body became unstable and he swayed backwards, and the hand holding the cup also shook.

She subconsciously grabbed the clothes of the man in front of her, and the hot water spilled out along the arc.

"what!"

"hiss--"

The two voices overlapped, and Jiang Ruoli felt someone steadying him, and then the lights were turned on.

The sudden brightness was hard to accept at once, and Jiang Ruoli subconsciously raised his hand to block the light.

However, someone covered her eyes first.

Pei Zigui frowned and carefully turned the woman's hand over and over to check it. He was relieved only after confirming that she was not scalded by the hot water.

He lowered his eyes and his gaze fell on Jiang Ruoli's naked feet lying on the floor.

Pei Zigui sighed and carried the person to the cooking table.

"Why didn't you call me when you wanted to drink water? Why didn't you remember to put on your slippers?"

Jiang Ruoli slowly opened his eyes and adjusted to the light.

In front of me, Pei Zigui's shirt was already wet, the fabric stuck to his skin, outlining his muscular lines.

Jiang Ruoli swallowed unconsciously.

How come this guy is more attractive when he's dressed than when he's undressed?

She put down the bone china cup in her hand, her mouth turned down, and said in a somewhat indulgent tone: "I shouted, but you didn't hear me."

"Sorry, it's my fault."

The wet shirt was really uncomfortable against the skin. The man unbuttoned the buttons one by one with his bony hands, his dark eyes staring at the person in front of him, his emotions surging.

Jiang Ruoli curled up his palms and swallowed again.

"you……"