Mr. Dior

During rush hour, the viaduct was jammed, and the young and handsome president gripped the steering wheel irritably, and lowered the temperature of the air conditioner.

On the car radio, the host is chanting the latest scientific warning: "With the popularization of the artificial intelligence brain, many problems have followed. Because the intelligence brain is connected to the neurons of the user, if the intelligence brain is turned on, it will suffer An external impact is likely to cause neurological dysfunction..."

"Ding dong!" A message popped up from the brain, the president bowed his head and nodded, and the nickname was displayed as "wife".

With the advancement of technology and society, it is not uncommon for same-sex marriages. His male wife has been with him for seven years.

[There is a social gathering in the evening, it is estimated to be back at ten o'clock. 】The cold words, without a trace of warmth.

"Hmph!" The president snorted coldly, turned off the message, and didn't reply, directly redirected to an audio novel website, and opened an article casually.

Other people's wives have already prepared dinner and are waiting for their husbands at home, but what about his?The entertainment is more than that of her husband, and it's like [-] to [-] every day, which makes him a domineering president without any sense of accomplishment.

[In order to pay off her father's debt, she was forced to marry that domineering man, and on the wedding night, he took her by force. "Please, stop." "Oh, this is not enough!"] The introduction read out by the mechanical voice was a bit weird, but it sounded very refreshing.The president decided to listen to this article today.

"Squeak—bang!" Suddenly, there was a sharp sound of brakes from behind the car, followed by a violent impact, and the president passed out as soon as his eyes were dark.

When Jiao Qi received the call, he was frightened out of his wits, and rushed to the hospital in a hurry. When he saw his old Gong who was covered in gauze, he almost shed tears.

"Are you okay?" Jiao Qi looked down at him.

"Why, are you happy to see me have an accident?" The president raised his hand and pinched his wife's chin.

"Fuck! What the hell do you mean!" Jiao Qi slapped Lao Gong's hand away, trembling with anger, how could this man say such hurtful words after being married for so many years.

"Hehe, as long as I'm still alive, you won't be able to escape from my grasp." The president grabbed him, held him in his arms, and said evilly, "You are already my wife, as long as you are obedient, you I will pay back the money that Dad owes him. Remember my name, Dior Zhang."

"Fuck? Zhang Diao, have you lost your mind! My dad is rich, okay? I just bought [-] acres of land in the city center today, when will I owe you money!" Jiao Qi hugged the entangled man Gauze's head was heartbroken, his old attack must have crashed it!