Quick-wear flirting system: being spoiled by gods in the plane

Chapter 11 I will inherit everything from my father, including you (11)

"Security will be here in three minutes."

A low and faint voice interrupted the girl's roar. Pei Yan didn't even bother to lift his eyelids, and opened his thin lips slightly:

"You know how you got in on the top floor."

Feng Jiao's face froze.

She knew that the top floor of the hotel required a card to enter.

The reason why she was able to come in so smoothly today was simply because the staff yesterday saw Young Master Sheng from the Sheng family behaving intimately with her, so no one dared to stop her today.

“You, what do you mean…” The girl’s voice faded away.

Looking at the figure who was asking questions knowing the answer but still deceiving himself, Pei Yan reminded him calmly:
"Two minutes left."

Feng Jiao staggered back a step, her almond-shaped eyes misty, and her pretty face looked particularly pitiful at this moment.

Yu Ci looked at him and yawned lazily: "I wasn't the one who gave him the drugs."

The figure froze, and she continued, "It's not me who wants to destroy you."

"As for who it is..." Yu Ci lowered her eyes and played with Lancome, not bothering to look at her, "Why not ask your old boss."

Now that things have come to this, it would be rude if you still can't think straight.

Feng Jiao stared at the woman blankly, clenched her hands hanging by her sides, and finally left the top floor before the security personnel arrived.

After returning to the house, Yuci clearly felt the boy's low mood.

But the darkening value remained at 50. When asked, those cold eyes glanced over quietly, with a bit of aggrieved look on their face.

Pei Yan leaned over and kissed her, then said gloomily, "I don't like her (them)."

As he spoke, he gently stroked the woman's raised alopecia and walked towards the kitchen to prepare dinner.

Yu Ci raised an eyebrow. The fatigue and sleepiness she had originally felt were completely dispelled by this sudden farce. She simply sat on the sofa and closed her eyes to take a nap.

This plane is for relaxation and entertainment. There are no difficult tasks or strategies, and the male and female protagonists are both easy to handle.

As the plot progresses, the strategy for the villain Pei Yan also reaches the later stages.

Ah, actually there is no strategy. Just make sure Pei Yan’s blackening value does not exceed 100 at the end of the story between the male and female protagonists.

Once it is determined that the redemption strategy is successful, she can stay in this plane until Pei Yan dies, just like the process in countless previous planes.

Yu Ci curled up lazily on the sofa. The moonlight had already entered the window, shining on the beautiful sleeping face of the woman. Her long black hair was loose, and the ends of her hair were full of hazy tenderness.

……

The vacation was short. After seeing Pei Yan off, Yu Ci also returned to the Pei family. She quietly became a monitored hostess, waiting for the final plot between the male and female protagonists.

The days passed, the New Year came, and it was spring again.

The cold and aloof boy kept his word and got a place in the Imperial Capital University in the second semester of his senior year. In the dark, the Pei Group also gradually gained prominence and became a dark horse in the financial world.

And his cheap father Pei Feng, who only appeared for a few minutes, also died of an inexplicable heart attack on the bed of the blonde beauty with big breasts on the eve of returning home, leaving only his belongings.

On the day of the burial ceremony, it was rainy in the cemetery.

Just like the scene when they first met, in a vast and lonely place, a group of people in black surrounded the man with a slender figure and a cold expression.

"I inherited everything from him."

"Including you, CiCi."

The cold voice repeated those two words again across the gap of time. The handsome man was still in his suit and tie, staring intently at the beautiful figure in front of him.

The only difference this time was that the woman in the red dress did not choose to hook the man's tie and whisper, but smiled in front of everyone and raised her head to kiss the slightly cool lips. The sound of rain was pattering, lingering and sad, and the figures of one red and one black were close to each other, blending into the dark and deep sky.

……

Since Pei Feng died much earlier, the young Pei Yan naturally merged the two Pei Groups after integrating the shareholders of his group.

With his keen sense of finance and decisive measures, he became the most sought-after billionaire president in the capital in just two years.

When the reporter interviewed the 21-year-old young president, he was also excited by his handsome face and cold aura at close range.

Adhering to the ethics of duty, the reporter with loving eyes began to ask questions faithfully:
"I heard that Mr. Pei had a beautiful woman by his side when he was young."

As he spoke, the assistant beside him showed a photo, which was exactly the one taken at the campus gate that year.

The woman's face in the photo is blurred, but her stunning beauty is still hard to conceal. The reporter smiled and looked at the man opposite:
"What the majority of netizens want to ask is that Mr. Pei has not been interested in women in recent years and has never had any scandals. Is this related to this woman?"

Hearing this, Pei Yan's thin lips curled slightly, and Qing Jue's face softened a little, and he hummed lightly: "She is my fiancée."

After a pause, he continued, "We'll get the certificate next year."

As we all know, the legal marriage age for men is 22, and Pei Yan is 21 this year.

The reporter, who looked shocked, had bright eyes and sighed softly at the camera:
"It turns out that good men don't enter the market."

Since it was a live broadcast, the comments below were obviously flying high.

The reporter turned around and asked again with a smile:

"So you're chasing her, or?"

Pei Yan: "I'll chase her."

It seems hard to imagine such a noble and handsome man actively pursuing someone. The reporter's eyes were filled with envy:
"Then can you tell us a little about the identity of your fiancée?"

This is not an easy question to answer because someone doesn't like to be exposed in public.

Pei Yan pondered for a while, then said calmly: "She is also a recommended student of Imperial Capital University, and is better than me."

It was only after he had coaxed someone who had taken a year off from school that he agreed to report with him.

The reporter, who was hit by the big news, looked at the man in surprise: "Wow... they are indeed a perfect match."

The following process was also very simple. Most of the questions were from reporters. Pei Yan just nodded and would not say much no matter how many questions were asked.

Inside the villa, Yu Ci curled up on the sofa and laughed heartily at the man's handsome and indifferent face.

This guy, after a few years, his blackening value has stabilized at around 20.

But he was still extremely cold to the outside world. He usually only accepted financial reports and never paid attention to entertainment gossip like this. She had just asked him to go on a whim.

Well...of course, there's a small price to pay.

In the evening, Pei Yan returned home after a day's journey. The moment he locked the door, he turned around and was filled with soft fragrance.

Pei Yan smiled, very skillfully and naturally, and easily held the woman's waist with his big hands and walked into the living room.

Yu Ci's back had just touched the sofa when the man on top of her pressed down with force.

“Cici…”

The cold voice no longer had the immaturity of a teenager a few years ago, but was more of a low, hoarse, magnetic charm from a mature man.

Yu Ci raised her eyebrows and gently stroked the man's face with her bare hands, slowly depicting his forehead, eyebrows, nose bridge, thin lips, and finally stopping at his rolling Adam's apple.

(End of this chapter)