CEO's Ugly Flash-Marriage Wife Hides So Many Identities
Chapter 218 Stunned by Beauty

Chapter 218: Chapter 218 Stunned by Beauty

Qiao Rui’s face warmed up, and with a muffled voice, she muttered, "Alright, I apologize, sorry."

"Sorry for what?" He didn’t feel she did anything wrong; after all, it’s really hard to control turning over while asleep.

"For causing you to not sleep well!" Qiao Rui whispered.

Pei Liyan’s eyes darkened, and he nodded. "In that case, you indeed owe me an apology, I really didn’t sleep well."

For him, having a woman with both a good figure and appearance lying next to him, occasionally rolling onto him, it would be strange if he could sleep.

"So, sorry!" Qiao Rui got up from the bed. "I’m going to freshen up first."

She didn’t want to say anything more to avoid embarrassment, so she headed to the washroom.

Pei Liyan watched her retreating back, his gaze flickering, then he also got up from the bed and walked towards the balcony.

He lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, exhaled a white ring of smoke, took another sharp puff, and then leaned against the railing.

The sun had already risen outside; Ludao in the morning was even more picturesque.

Pei Liyan didn’t touch Qiao Rui last night.

He was very clear that it wouldn’t have been appropriate.

This time in Liancheng, he might encounter unsafe elements; it wasn’t a good time to indulge himself.

Of course, the main reason was that he felt the time wasn’t right.

Being too eager for quick success and instant benefit often backfires.

It’s alright; he had plenty of patience.

After Qiao Rui went to the washroom, she came out half an hour later, not seeing the man’s figure, she turned her head in doubt, looking towards the balcony.

There, she saw the man leaning casually against the railing, his tall figure languid as he smoked.

Qiao Rui paused momentarily, feeling an indescribably odd sensation in her heart.

Last night, Pei Liyan hadn’t made a move, which really made her revise her opinion of him.

It seemed that he wasn’t the kind of man who lived by his lower half alone.

At least the impression wasn’t bad.

Seeing her come out, Pei Liyan walked back inside.

The cigarette in his slender fingers was also extinguished in the ashtray on the coffee table.

"Done washing up?" he asked.

"Yeah," Qiao Rui nodded, and asked, "By the way, when are we going to the hotel for the banquet?"

"Noon!" Pei Liyan said. "Song Xun scheduled the banquet at noon."

Qiao Rui understood all at once; it was because Song Xun was worried about the high winds at night, which could bring unforeseen actions from the Chen Family or the Shi Family, and it would be hard to guard against them. But if everything happened under the sunlight, the risk might be much lower.

"Got it!" Qiao Rui nodded.

After breakfast, when it was past ten, Pei Liyan had Qiao Rui change her clothes.

He also changed into formal wear, a black and grey suit paired with a white shirt, tasteful yet understated, the classic rule of thirds, making his tall figure even more imposing.

When the door opened, Pei Liyan glanced back and caught sight of Qiao Rui, his pupils contracted slightly.

Qiao Rui’s long hair was put up, revealing her slender swan neck, and her cheeks were velvety and delicate like fine jade.

She was wearing that dress, in cream and light coffee colors, the light coffee lace design revealing rounded shoulders, with a slight exposure at the back waist, accentuating the natural beauty of the human body, of course, also particularly ladylike and sexy.

She also wore diamond earrings, bright yet simple.

This elegant outfit however, made her emanate a delicate and enchanting charm, particularly eye-catching.

Pei Liyan gazed at Qiao Rui deeply, his eyes growing darker and darker.

Si Ran followed behind, cautiously glanced at Pei Liyan, unsure if the president would be satisfied with such attire.

Anyway, as a woman, Si Ran was captivated by the lady herself.

But now, seeing Pei Liyan’s reaction, he seemed to be utterly astounded.

His gaze remained fixed on Qiao Rui, surveying her up and down, never shifting away.

Feeling uncomfortable under his gaze, Qiao Rui frowned slightly and asked, "What are you looking at, isn’t this okay?"

"No!" Pei Liyan immediately came back to his senses and shook his head. "This gown, who chose it? It’s a good choice!"

Qiao Rui was taken aback and said to Pei Liyan, "Si Ran chose it!"

"No, no, President, it was the lady herself who picked it out," Si Ran didn’t dare to take credit.

Qiao Rui, feeling helpless, looked at Si Ran with a hint of reproach.

Si Ran immediately put on a smile.

She wouldn’t dare deceive Pei Liyan.

With his profound gaze, Pei Liyan locked onto Qiao Rui as he walked over, took her hand, and said, "Let’s go!"

Qiao Rui felt a bit awkward being held by the hand.

She was so grown up, yet he insisted on leading her.

She withdrew her hand and looped her arm through the man’s.

Together, they walked out of the room.

Just then, He Zheng was also standing in the corridor, clad in a similar suit and tie, with a crisp white shirt.

When he saw Qiao Rui, He Zheng also slightly smiled and said in admiration, "Sister-in-law is truly an expert at keeping her talents hidden."

Qiao Rui returned the smile faintly and said, "Mr. He looks very handsome today, doesn’t he, Si Ran?"

At the mention of her name, Si Ran stiffened.

He Zheng too paused for a moment, his smile held a sharp edge as he turned his gaze towards Si Ran without showing any emotion.

Si Ran was wearing her professional attire, which was quite stiff.

He Zheng raised an eyebrow.

Si Ran had no choice but to speak up: "Yes, madam, President He has always been very handsome."

He Zheng frowned again, sweeping his gaze over Si Ran.

Si Ran lowered her eyes even more, not daring to look at He Zheng.

Seeing Si Ran lowering her eyes and not looking at him, He Zheng suddenly smirked, a sharp glint passing through his eyes as he asked her, "Between your CEO and me, who is more handsome?"

Si Ran’s pupils contracted, and she felt a flurry of panic in her heart—he was doing this on purpose, putting her in a difficult situation.

At that moment, Qiao Rui came to Si Ran’s rescue: "Mr. Pei is pretty, you are handsome, the styles are different!"

Pretty?

Pei Liyan was very dissatisfied. He, a grown man, was being called pretty—a blow to his dignity.

A murderous glare swept towards Qiao Rui.

Qiao Rui stayed calm.

He Zheng said, "So Sister-in-law thinks I’m not as good-looking as Pei Liyan?"

"He’s more refined," Qiao Rui added.

Pei Liyan’s brows furrowed even more deeply.

He Zheng let out a chuckle. "Hmm, I also agree that Liyan is quite pretty."

Pei Liyan’s face turned ashen.

Si Ran didn’t dare to say a word.

Fang Mo was trembling with fear.

He was worried when immortals clash, the little ghosts suffer.

Then Pei Liyan glanced at He Zheng and said sternly, "You laugh like a peacock spreading its feathers."

He Zheng was stunned, then said, "Is there a need to rib me like this? Can’t I take a compliment about being pretty?"

Pei Liyan huffed, "Time’s up, we should go."

Later, as Qiao Rui watched Pei Liyan get into the car, his face was still clouded.

She looked at him and asked softly, "Are you angry?"

Pei Liyan humphed, "Pretty?"

Qiao Rui nodded. "Yes, you’re quite pretty."

Pei Liyan’s face darkened again.

"Handsomely pretty," Qiao Rui said.

Pei Liyan was taken aback, then looked at Qiao Rui, his eyes fluttering.

Qiao Rui, unhurried, said, "Much better-looking than He Zheng."

Only then did Pei Liyan’s expression soften a little as he said, "Next time, don’t let me hear adjectives used to describe women being used on me, otherwise, you’ll bear the consequences."

Qiao Rui: "..."