Qiao Ruoxi slept very soundly this time.
She dreamed of the little emperor, lying beside her bed, blinking his big eyes at her.
Qiao Ruoxi stretched out her hand with a smile, and was about to touch the little emperor's head, when that childish face suddenly turned mature.
"Mr. Pei? Why are you here?" Qiao Ruoxi stared at the man in front of her with wide eyes.
Why was she sleeping in the same bed with Mr. Pei San again? What happened between them yesterday?
Pei Yaozhou rested one arm under his head and looked at Qiao Ruoxi with interest: "Shouldn't I be the one asking you this? Who was it that was clamoring to sleep on the floor yesterday, and who was occupying the big bed and refusing to get down?"
Qiao Ruoxi's face flushed slightly: "I fell asleep because I was tired. Can you wake me up?"
Pei Yaozhou raised his eyebrows, reached out to get his phone from the bedside, and slowly opened the video album.
Qiao Ruoxi looked at this familiar scene and her alarm bells immediately rang.
"I called you, but someone was clinging to me like an octopus, refusing to let go and constantly trying to get into my arms..."
The video played frame by frame. Pei Yaozhou did call her and shook her gently twice. However, she had consumed too much spiritual power and energy last night and slept too soundly, so she didn't wake up at all.
Qiao Ruoxi's heart was bleeding: "Old rules, I'll buy out your video for 10,000 yuan, and you're not allowed to show it to anyone else!"
It wasn't allowed to be shown to others, but it also didn't mean he couldn't see it. Pei Yaozhou thought it was a good deal and nodded: "Deal."
Qiao Ruoxi went to the bathroom to wash up. Pei Yaozhou looked at the extra transfer records in Alipay and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his lips.
So this is what it feels like to be supported by your wife. It’s pretty good.
Qiao Ruoxi originally planned to go out first, but was called back by Pei Yaozhou.
"We'd better go out together so Mom won't suspect our relationship. Also, do you remember what to call me?"
Qiao Ruoxi tilted her head and remembered: "Call me husband, right?"
Pei Yaozhou's heart softened, and the back of his neck turned slightly red: "Yes."
"But there are so many people in the Shen family today. If I call you husband, aren't you afraid that it will spread around outside?" Qiao Ruoxi raised the question. They had clearly agreed to have a secret marriage.
Pei Yaozhou froze as he turned the doorknob. "Aunt Chen isn't the type to show off. Those who came today are probably family members. They won't spread rumors about our relationship. Even if they do, Pei's public relations department will be able to handle it."
"Or do you care a lot?" Pei Yaozhou looked at Qiao Ruoxi, as if trying to see something in her eyes.
"I heard you say before that it would be bad for the reputation of Pei Group if it got out." Qiao Ruoxi shrugged. She was not a person who cared about other people's opinions, not to mention that this body was not her own.
Pei Yaozhou: ...
This time, he twisted the door lightly and it opened easily.
When the two walked downstairs hand in hand, Mrs. Pei was leaning on the sofa watching an idol drama.
On the TV, the hero and heroine were forehead to forehead.
Mrs. Pei waved her hands excitedly: "I'm so anxious! Come on, kiss me, kiss me hard!"
Pei Yaozhou: ...
Qiao Ruoxi: ...
"Good morning, Mom." The two said in unison.
Hearing the noise, Mrs. Pei turned her eyes away from the TV and smiled even brighter at the two of them: "Wake up, why didn't you sleep a little longer? You must have been exhausted last night, right?"
Pei Yaozhou raised the corner of his lip: "We are not tired, but Mom is more tired."
Mrs. Pei slapped her youngest son on the back and lowered her voice, "You're so ungrateful! If Mom wasn't here, would you have reconciled with Ruoxi so quickly? You don't even care about your wife enough to let Ruoxi get up so early."
Pei Yaozhou showed no expression as he took Qiao Ruoxi's hand and led her back: "Okay, let's go back to sleep. You can go to Aunt Chen's house by yourself."
Mrs. Pei's eyes widened instantly: "You little brat, you dare to threaten your mother? You can leave, but Ruoxi stays!"
Zhu, the housekeeper, smiled kindly and sighed, "It's been a long time since our house has been so lively. It's great!"
Then he took out the intercom and said, "Let them all come in."
The door to the living room opened and a group of people rushed in.
Mrs. Pei took Qiao Ruoxi's hand, pointed at the people and introduced them with a smile: "Ruoxi girl, these are the top ten makeup artists in China. I have invited them all. What style do you like? Let them do it for you. By the way, we can also make that brat look like a modern person."
Pei Yaozhou: ...Okay, he is not human.
The makeup artists looked at Qiao Ruoxi with expressions of amazement.
Before they came, they had been thinking that Mr. Pei had a bad reputation and Mrs. Pei was probably also a tigress. If the other party was too ugly, would it ruin their reputation?
The sight of this makes my mouth water.
How great it would be if this girl was not Mrs. Pei but their model!
So I quickly took out my own brochure and introduced myself.
"Third Madam, please take a look at my makeup design team. I can definitely design the most suitable look for you!"
"Third Madam, our family ranks higher than theirs, so of course we should choose them!"
"Third Madam..."
Qiao Ruoxi was a little confused, so she simply looked at Pei Yaozhou: "Hubby, please help me choose."
The girl's voice was soft and gentle, and when she heard the word "husband", everyone was stunned.
Is this a sweet story about pampering one’s wife come true?
Mrs. Pei was overjoyed and patted her son on the back. "How lucky are you, boy? Choose carefully. I'll take Ruoxi to get skin care first!"
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