CEO's Ugly Flash-Marriage Wife Hides So Many Identities
Chapter 156: I’m Afraid to Fall in Love with You

Chapter 156: Chapter 156: I’m Afraid to Fall in Love with You

Pei Liyan had just entered when Mrs. Feng and Uncle Feng came up to him, their faces full of apologies, "Mister, I’m sorry, I didn’t take good care of Madam, and she went missing."

Pei Liyan was taken aback and furrowed his brows as he asked, "Qiao Rui hasn’t come back yet?"

Mrs. Feng shook her head. "No, it’s been several days now. Since the day the Qiao Family took her from the old residence, she hasn’t returned."

"I just spoke to her on the phone, and she said she’d be back soon," said Pei Liyan.

However, he had already returned from the old residence, but he didn’t see that girl.

It seemed she really didn’t care about this marriage.

She could marry casually, and just as casually divorce.

Thinking of this, Pei Liyan felt a surge of indignation in his chest.

Just then, the figure of Qiao Rui appeared.

She got out of a taxi.

When Mrs. Feng saw her, she hurried over, "Madam, where have you been these past few days? We were almost worried to death."

Looking at Mrs. Feng, it was clear she was genuinely concerned.

Qiao Rui’s expression was calm as she responded, "Mrs. Feng, didn’t you know I was taken away by people from the old residence?"

Taken aback by the question, Mrs. Feng guessed that Madam was upset.

She was very ashamed.

"I’m sorry, Madam., I didn’t expect the old lady would confine you for three days," Mrs. Feng said. "If I had known it was for three days, I wouldn’t have let you go."

Qiao Rui just smiled faintly, not responding much to her.

She turned her head to look at Pei Liyan not far away.

The man was dressed in a suit, not in the same clothes he had worn that morning at the Song Family, having likely gone back to his place, taken a bath, and changed before returning.

Now, he was without his suit jacket, wearing only a white shirt. The seams of his trousers were crisp, without a single wrinkle, and his shoes were immaculate, like mirrors.

He was standing in front of the villa, turning his head to look at her, his gaze deep and sharp.

Seeing her looking at him, he didn’t move; his posture made it clear—he was waiting for her to come over.

Qiao Rui was holding a folder, without even a bag.

Although she wasn’t wearing glasses, just having her hair in a ponytail changed her whole demeanor, making her look very simple and clean, almost like a college student.

A white shirt and simple straight-leg trousers almost matched Pei Liyan’s outfit, like a couple’s attire.

However, such attire was somewhat ironic.

Watching the slender and tall figure of Qiao Rui standing in front of Mrs. Feng, not hurrying over, Pei Liyan’s eyebrows furrowed.

"Come here!" Pei Liyan finally spoke, his voice low and magnetic.

Qiao Rui then walked over.

In the sunlight, the man’s chiseled features said nothing, yet his mere presence exuded an unmistakable masculine charisma, every gesture mature and composed.

Yet, this was a man she wished to stay away from.

Sensing a look of disdain from Qiao Rui, Pei Liyan’s deep, somber gaze became dark and profound, watching her intently.

Qiao Rui quickened her pace a little.

Pei Liyan turned to Mrs. Feng and Uncle Feng, "Mrs. Feng., do not disturb us for an hour."

"Yes!" Mrs. Feng, although unclear about what exactly was happening, could feel the tension and quickly led Uncle Feng away.

Qiao Rui approached Pei Liyan and said, "Let’s talk inside!"

Pei Liyan turned around, ascended the steps, and they both entered the villa one after the other.

In the living room, with just the two of them, Qiao Rui got straight to the point, "The divorce agreement I sent you was serious."

The mention of divorce was distressing to Pei Liyan.

But he sat, his handsome face cold and composed, emotions seemingly under control, his eyes intently fixed on Qiao Rui.

He was silent, not uttering a word, just staring tightly at Qiao Rui.

Qiao Rui didn’t look away either, meeting Pei Liyan’s deep gaze directly.

Pei Liyan then sat down on the sofa, glanced at her and said, "Sit down before we talk!"

"Okay," Qiao Rui sat down opposite him.

Pei Liyan’s expression was gloomy, his features tensed, his eyes chillingly cold, tightening the nerves of anyone he looked at.

"Reason!" he said in a deep voice, "Give me a reason."

"Your family is too terrifying, I’m scared," Qiao Rui said.

"Ha!" Pei Liyan scoffed sarcastically, "Scared? I didn’t see any fear in you!"

"That’s because you aren’t me," Qiao Rui blurted out.

Pei Liyan suddenly stood up and walked over to her, sitting beside her.

The sudden proximity allowed Qiao Rui to clearly feel the chill emanating from him, so icy cold.

She instinctively moved to the side, inwardly criticizing, Why does this man need to sit so close?

"Give me a real reason," Pei Liyan said briefly, his voice very low, clearly running out of patience.

Qiao Rui pursed her lips and glanced at him, moving again.

"Speak!" Pei Liyan urged.

Qiao Rui pondered, what reason should she give?

A common reason definitely wouldn’t convince this man.

But without a sufficient reason, there was no way to get a divorce.

Pei Liyan also wondered, what answer would Qiao Rui give him?

He had thought of the time Qiao Rui came out of the secret room on her own, knowing this girl could not be confined.

His handsome face remained cold as he waited for an answer.

Qiao Rui, initially very tense, pondered for a dozen seconds and suddenly her shoulders slumped.

With a despairing demeanor, she looked at Pei Liyan and said, "I was locked in the secret room and starved for three days by your grandmother. You knew I was locked up but didn’t come to rescue me. I feel marrying you, there’s not only no benefit but also a risk to my life."

Pei Liyan frowned. "I don’t believe your words are true."

"I’m afraid of falling in love with you!" Qiao Rui said again.

After speaking, she hung her head even lower, more dejected.

Pei Liyan was stunned.

He had anticipated various reasons, but he indeed hadn’t expected Qiao Rui to say this.

He squinted his eyes, scrutinizing Qiao Rui.

"To love you, that would be too unlucky for me," Qiao Rui continued as he remained silent, "You’re a playboy, can’t keep to one woman, and don’t stand up for your wife."

There wasn’t a single good word in her description.

Pei Liyan’s brows furrowed, clearly impatient.

Qiao Rui, unaware, continued, "Me, I am young, I came back to Qiao Family to find my brother’s whereabouts. I was inexplicably chosen as your wife and even got a marriage certificate, I gain nothing from this. Let’s divorce quickly and cut my losses."

"What benefits do you want?" Pei Liyan countered.

Qiao Rui said, "I don’t want any benefits, I just want to live well."

Hearing her say this, Pei Liyan chuckled lightly and said, "Do you think I would believe that?"

"Then, do you want me to fall in love with you?" After saying this, Qiao Rui suddenly widened her eyes.

And the next second, she suddenly lunged forward, wrapping her arms tightly and abruptly around the man’s neck, "So, you refuse to divorce because you want to love me?"