1.
The first time Pei Qi saw Chen Chi, fire filled the air and blood raged.
The skinny boy, the orphan brought back by her father, fell from the sky and carried her out of the villa.
Pei Qi pointed at the severely injured and unconscious young man: Father, I want this person.
Since then, there has been a silent shadow behind the number one daughter in Beijing.
2.
At the age of twenty, Pei Qi married a well-matched couple.
During the daily date, the fiancé was quite dissatisfied, "Aqi, tell him to get lost. I'll give you my bodyguard."
Pei Qi turned around, Chen Chi's brows were as smooth as a sculpture.
She smiled lazily, "If he doesn't speak, just treat him as if he doesn't exist."
In fact, it's not that he couldn't speak. He once held her hand on the eve of the engagement party and asked her for the first time: How do you get a person with a very different status?
At that time, she let go of the eagle in her hand and looked far away, "When you stand at the highest point, you can have everything. What do you think?"
3.
When we meet again, one is a down-and-out daughter, her father is in jail, and her family is in decline;
One is an upstart in science and technology, with thunderous means and strategizing.
In the VIP suite of the hotel, Pei Qi looked at Chen Chi with disgust in his eyes, "Is this your answer?"
How to get a person with a different status?
---Drag her off the cliff and destroy her wings.
In front of the large floor-to-ceiling glass, Chen Chi gently sniffed the cigar in his hand and looked at her condescendingly, his brows and eyes unchanged, just as indifferent as before.
"Miss Pei, after all these years, you still haven't learned to ask for help?"
Pei Qi lowered her eyes, suppressed the emotion in her eyes, stepped forward and hooked the man's neck, her lips as red as roses pressed against the corners of his cold lips, in a roundabout and lingering way.
"How about you teach me how to beg?"
The rose that Xiao had longed for many years fell into his arms. At that moment, Chen Chi was defeated.
Purpose: Labor is the most glorious
