100 Ways to Pamper Your Wife: The Cold CEO Locks Her Waist and Forces Her to Marry

A quiet and silent night passed, and the next day was still a sunny day.

When Zhao Chuyu woke up in the morning and finished her Chinese breakfast made by Qi Jinan, she was carried into the cloakroom by the waist.

He placed her in front of the full-length mirror, stood behind her, and put his arm around her waist. "Xiao Chuyu, I'll go to another place with you today."

"okay."

She looked at the handsome man in the mirror with blurred eyes, who lifted her long hair from her neck and bent down to kiss her.

I don't know why he meant it, but he suddenly opened his mouth and gently bit her exposed collarbone.

It didn't hurt, but there was a tingling sensation that made her breath a little breathless, and she couldn't ask any more questions.

In recent days, he seemed to be suffering from severe skin hunger, hugging and kissing her whenever he had the chance.

In the end, the clothes on your body often disappear without you knowing when.

This time, it is no exception.

By the time he finally let her go, half an hour had passed without her noticing.

Her skirt had long since disappeared, and even her underwear was not spared.

The lips that were kissed were more beautiful than red roses, and were unusually plump and attractive.

If Qi hadn't remembered that there were important things to do later, he would not have let her go easily at this moment.

He endured the surging desire, restrainedly let go of her, and took out a set of elegant and luxurious yet comfortable and soft dress, "Xiao Chuyu, I will help you change."

Lady Zhao, whose legs were so weak that she could barely stand, put her hands on his shoulders and neck, suppressed her shyness, and nodded gently, "Okay."

His slender fingertips then moved from bottom to top, slowly lingering over the bright red marks, and then slowly helped her put on the slightly complicated skirt.

The moment he smoothed her skirt, skillfully combed her long curly hair, and helped her put on light makeup, she had an illusion.

It was as if she had transformed into a little princess of some country, dressing up before a ball at the castle.

Standing side by side with her, he also took off his casual home clothes and put on a formal suit that matched her off-white dress.

A strong scent of elegance and nobility suddenly hits you in the face.

The already perfect face, like a sculpture, looks even more charming and eye-catching when set off by the haute couture suit.

He wore the tie she had given him and pinned the pair of taffeta cufflinks she had given him on his cuffs.

The overall outfit adds a touch of sophistication.

After they were both dressed neatly, he carried her out of the villa again, got into the back seat of the luxury car that had been waiting at the gate, and ordered the bodyguards to drive to another place where the birds were singing and the flowers were blooming.

Although she wondered why she had to dress so "formally" today, she didn't ask until she arrived at her destination.

With eyes that seemed to be filled with starlight, she gazed thoughtfully at the manor, which was even more dreamy and beautiful than the ten thousand acres of flower fields.

Looking around, all you can see are light-colored gradient double-petal roses, the buds are round and full, and the blooming flowers are very layered.

If a little girl who loves romance were here, she would definitely be extremely happy. She would be unable to resist flying into the flowers like a dancing butterfly, and then use a camera or mobile phone to capture the joy and happiness at this moment.

However, for Zhao Chuyu, who did not care about material things, he had no other feeling except that it looked beautiful.

Qi Jinan held her waist and walked her onto the red carpet covered with flowers, heading towards the large crystal stage that looked like a fairyland.

There seemed to be some kind of device on it, and milky white smoke as thin as gauze was constantly emitting.

The smoke floats lightly among the flowers, creating a beautiful visual picture.

When they stepped onto the crystal platform which was about 20 meters wide and 50 centimeters high, Zhao Chuyu figured out the secret.

A nine-layer flower cake was placed on a table surrounded by flowers, emitting a sweet fragrance that made people happy.

On the top layer of the cake, there was a pair of beautifully crafted little sugar figures that looked 40% similar to her and Qi Jinan.

Next to the little sugar man were seven powerful words written:

【Happy birthday, Xiao Chuyu】

It was Qi Jinan’s handwriting. He knew that today was her birthday.

A feeling of happiness called crazy heartbeat arises spontaneously.

There was also a slight sour feeling in it, which made her eyes red and her throat seemed to be suddenly blocked by something, becoming a little hoarse.

He went to so much trouble to bring her here just to celebrate her birthday with her.

She has never celebrated her birthday in the past twenty years.

First, my mother was in poor health when she was alive, and our family was poor. We couldn’t even pay the rent and had enough to eat, so how could we have the spare money or time to celebrate her birthday?

Secondly, Grandma Jiang, who took her home, was in relatively poor health, her family was poor, and she had no concept of celebrating her birthday.

As she grew up, if she hadn't had to fill out various information for school enrollment, she might have forgotten her date of birth.

Zhao Chuyu gently blinked her long eyelashes that were wet by the water vapor, and looked sideways at Qi Jinan who was hugging her waist tightly.

"How did you know today was my birthday?"

The soft and charming words, tinged with a hint of sob, gently fell into Qi's ears through the air.

When he saw the beauty in his arms crying, a barely perceptible trace of anxiety and heartache flashed across his deep eyes.

A slender jade-like hand gently stroked her cheek, wiping away the crystal tears that were dripping down.

"Xiao Chuyu, are you so moved that you shed tears?"

After saying this, without waiting for her response, he leaned over and whispered in her ear, "I actually prefer you to express your feelings in another way, such as your other..."

Before he could utter the meaningful word "little mouth", Zhao Chuyu, with blushing cheeks, quickly raised her hand to cover his "reckless" thin lips.

"You...don't talk nonsense."

How can you speak out loud what you said in the boudoir?

He was thick-skinned, but she didn't want to lose face.

Qi Jinan raised his eyebrows slightly, as if to say that he was speaking the truth.

His words successfully stopped her tears and made her look charming and shy.

The big hand slowly raised up, grasped the small hand covering his mouth, raised the corner of his lips slightly, and said to her rosy face:

"Xiao Chuyu, not only do I know that today is your birthday, I also know that this day every year from now on will be our wedding anniversary."

"Ok?"

Just when Zhao Chuyu was puzzled, Qi Jinan seemed to be prepared. He suddenly held her hand, knelt on one knee in front of her, and took out a red square box.

The lid of the box opened with a "click", revealing a diamond ring inside that was bigger than a pigeon egg.

He looked up at her lovingly as she faced the sun, and said in a low and sexy voice:

"Zhao Chuyu, I once thought that I would never fall in love with anyone, let alone stay with a woman for the rest of my life.

However, after meeting you, my thoughts gradually became biased.

You are the first woman who has ever made me have dark thoughts.

In the first month after I met you, I thought that no matter what method I used, I would keep you by my side.

However, as I spent more and more time with you, I began to lose control of my heart that beat only for you, and I was unable to hurt you in the slightest.

In the past, I didn’t understand love, but you slowly taught me how to love you and care for you.

In the past, I may have done something that made you unhappy or angry without my knowledge. I apologize.

Xiao Chuyu, I'm sorry for making you suffer in the past.

From now on, I will put your feelings first and not let you feel sad.

Zhao Chuyu, I love you, very much, let’s get married.”

A long and sincere confession left Zhao Chuyu, who was unprepared, stunned.

At this moment, she couldn't say anything to refuse, and her little mouth moved slightly.

"…What? Marriage? I…I'm only twenty…"

She seemed to have forgotten that Qi Jinan had mentioned marriage to her, and her reaction now was as if she had heard it for the first time.

There was a look of indecision and confusion on the little face.

When Qi saw her expression, he immediately thought of another side effect of depression: memory loss.

His eyes were full of understanding, and he didn't give her any chance to refuse. He stood up with the diamond ring in his hand, and forcefully pushed her back to the makeshift "corner", and whispered in her ear:

"Xiao Chuyu, you have reached the legal age. Be good and marry me. Let's go get the marriage certificate today."

The words are doting but cannot be rejected.

Zhao Chuyu, whose body and mind had already fallen, could not bear to see him look sad. She grabbed his shirt with her small hands, blinked her eyelashes, and nodded gently, "Okay, I promise you."

She saw and remembered his attentiveness and consideration towards her over the past few days.

It is undeniable that even though she is emotionally "slow", she knows deep down that he really loves her.

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