Deliberate seduction, Mrs. Pei also wants a divorce tonight

OK! Pei Yao is awesome.

Even if the uncle was angry, he couldn't say anything. After all, the little ancestor of the family was not playing in the country, but playing abroad, and having a great time.

He also gave a big gift to the Pei family and the in-laws connected to the Pei family, and easily brought down the Xu family who were against them. Who could still control him?

Whoever he loves!

But we have to do the face-saving project.

He was asked to return to Beijing to report, but he has been delaying the process. Now that international forces are being mobilized, he must come back to give an explanation.

It's nothing to write a short essay of a few thousand words and stay in Beijing for a month or so.

He doesn't!

His uncle didn't understand, but Chen Ang did. The reason why Pei Yao didn't go back was very simple - how could he take care of his wife if he went back?

Since he had made up his mind to keep her last night, there was no way he would let her go because of anyone or anything.

This guy, once he becomes paranoid, he will go down a dead end.

After standing by the car for a long time, Chen Ang saw Pei Yao finally stop, as if he had found something. He waved him over to the car next to him and said, "Go back to No. 67."

Number 67 is the only house Pei Yao bought in Dubai, but it is not named after him, but Fatima, No. 67, Stanmullin Street.

Chen Ang responded and got in the car.

I originally thought that Pei Yao would stay in a hotel tonight, so I asked someone to move the official documents to the suite at the West Street Hotel in the afternoon. It was obvious that he was trying to control his emotions.

But unexpectedly, he changed his mind again in the evening.

Probably because Jamila called and said that Lu Qi hadn't eaten anything all day and the food that was delivered was returned.

This person actually went on a hunger strike in protest.

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After entering the villa, Jamila was still wandering anxiously in the living room. Seeing Pei Yao, she immediately walked over and said, "Sir, the wife still refuses to eat."

Pei Yao's face was so gloomy that ink could drip out of it. He knew she would resist, but he didn't expect her to resist so much.

Throwing his coat on the sofa, Pei Yao stretched out his hand: "Give it to me."

Jamila nodded quickly and went to the kitchen to get a bowl of freshly boiled porridge.

Knowing that Lu Qi had a bad stomach, it had been bad five years ago and it was still bad now, Pei Yao had instructed her to pay attention to her diet.

Now, people just don’t eat anymore and do whatever they want.

Pei Yao took the porridge from Jamila and strode upstairs.

Jamila was still a little worried and stood at the stairs looking out.

"Sir, don't be angry with your wife. Today, your wife asked for that stuffed animal. She used to love sleeping with it when she was alone. I think she's really scared of it."

Pei Yao's steps paused slightly, he remembered.

Five years ago, when he was never at home, she would hug Capybara when she was lonely, but she didn't even remember it, so why was she hugging that thing again?

Are you subconsciously looking for a sense of security?

Pei Yao stepped upstairs again. He couldn't be soft-hearted, couldn't be fooled by her. She was determined to leave now, and who knew what bad things she was up to.

However, thinking about it is one thing, and opening the door and seeing her is another.

In the dim floor-length light, I watched this person curled up in the quilt with her back to the door. On such a wide bed, she was only hiding in the corner, occupying less than a quarter of the bed.

A hint of heartache flashed across his eyes. He walked to her side and placed the bowl on the bedside table: "Qiqi."

When Pei Yao's voice came, the person with his head buried in the quilt shook unconsciously and did not respond to him.

He reached out and pulled back a corner of her quilt, only to see her legs bent, holding the old Capibala tightly in her arms, looking at him with tears in her eyes.

It's almost killing him!

I knew she couldn't come back today, looking at her expression.

This fucking little fox is definitely from Qingqiu.

Taking a deep breath, Pei Yao sat down on the bedside: "Why don't you eat?"

Reaching out to touch her hair, she subconsciously trembled, pursed her lips, and hesitated for a long time, as if she was afraid of making him angry: "I... have no appetite."

My lack of appetite was real, but my fear of making him angry was fake.

He knew her too well, but he knew she was pretending. Although he didn't know how many layers she was pretending, he knew she was just pretending to make him feel sorry for her.

But I still fell for her trick.

His fingers still fell on her hair and brushed it away gently. Looking at the marks on her body, he saw that she had applied medicine, but it would take at least several days to disappear.

Last night, he was crazy about her and really scared her. It's time to give in to her a little.

He took the porridge from the bedside table and said, "You have to eat it. Don't you know your stomach? Do you really want to go to the hospital for an IV drip?"

Lu Qi blinked and asked softly, "Is it okay?"

"Lu Qi!" Pei Yao suddenly knocked the cup and bowl against the bedside table. "Are you still planning on finding an excuse to run away? You want to get sick? Whatever you want, if you're sick, I'll have someone come to your house and give you a nutrient solution!"

Lu Qi grabbed Capibara tightly and looked at him with even more grievance. After hesitating for a long time, he carefully took the bowl and said, "I'll eat, I can't eat..."

There was a red mark on the wrist. When he stretched out his hand, his fingertips touched the cup or bowl, and he accidentally put his finger a little deeper into the bowl, and actually got burned.

Lu Qi suddenly pulled his hand back, rubbed his red and swollen fingertips, looked at him panically, and tried to pick up the cups and bowls again.

Some people are even better than him when it comes to drinking tea!

It was retribution after all. He had pretended to be weak to please her before, but now she had to change her ways to play tricks on him.

But just like that, Pei Yao suddenly grabbed her scalded hand, put his fingers to his lips and blew gently, then stood up and helped her lean against the head of the bed.

He sighed, as if admitting defeat: "You are simply here to torture me."

Bringing the bowl back again, Pei Yao scooped a spoonful, blew it cool for her, fed it to her mouth, and persuaded her patiently.

"Open your mouth. How exactly do you want me to cherish you, huh? You take advantage of my love for you and do whatever you want. Is there anyone like you? Even King Zhou of Shang didn't do this when he loved Daji."

It's true. He knew that she was a demon, a seductive woman, but he still jumped in. What did he want from him?

Suddenly I thought of that sentence: King Zhou of Shang knew that Daji was a fox, but he still loved her.

This is not nonsense.

Lu Qi listened to Pei Yao's soft voice, word by word, and took a bite.

I saw him scoop another spoonful, doing the same thing, and I couldn't help but cry.

If he hadn't said that to her because she was Bai Yueguang's substitute...

She would definitely throw herself into his arms without hesitation, be pampered and loved by him, and fall for him without hesitation.

But the more she knew that he loved someone else, the more uncomfortable she felt.

But this person saw her crying, wiped her tears, and gently coaxed her: "Why are you crying again? Stop crying, it fell into the bowl, how can you eat it?"

Lu Qi suddenly shrank back an inch, avoiding his hand, but this time he was not pretending.

Without giving her a chance to hide, Pei Yao pulled her into his arms with one hand and rubbed her back slowly with his palm.

"Don't hide. I hurt you last night. As long as you stay by my side, it won't happen again. If you're scared, I won't touch you tonight and will eat the food."