Mr. Dior : Chapter 2: The President’s Million-Dollar Bride (2)

The villa was purchased with the intention of hosting occasional parties, so it was a bit on the larger side, and consequently, it came with a few too many domestic staff.

Facing all those curious, wide eyes, Jiao Qi felt incredibly embarrassed and covered half his face. Just play it off, you all go back to work. Before the onlookers could disperse on their own, Zhang Chenfei suddenly acted, hoisting Jiao Qi onto his shoulder, which drew a startled cry from him.

Zhang Chenfei strode forward with his long legs, heading toward the second floor, and casually gave a slap to the butt of his struggling little delicate wife.

The butler led the blushing servants away. As an old man, he found the interests of young people increasingly difficult to understand.

Butler, how should we prepare dinner? On weekdays, the two usually stayed in the city, and since there was no prior notice, the kitchen had not prepared dinner for the masters.

Just boil some porridge and keep it warm. The Madam will want to eat later.

The Madam was not thinking about porridge at all for the time being. After entering the bedroom, he was thrown directly onto the large bed. He saw stars from the impact, shook his head, and climbed up. Zhang Da Diao , you damn…

His words cut off halfway. The man was hovering over him, crudely ripping open his shirt buttons, revealing his smooth-lined, stunningly colored chest muscles. He slowly licked his lips, his eyes filled with genuine desire, dangerous and sexy.

Seeing this scene, Jiao Qi’s breath hitched. He had to admit it was very seductive, however…

The man he called Zhang Da Diao had a circle of gauze wrapped around his head, with a cotton pad underneath, all paired with that evil, charming expression.

He looked absolutely, positively stupid.

Before Jiao Qi could laugh out loud, the man had already finished tearing off his own clothes and reached out to tear at Jiao Qi’s.

Hey, no, wait a moment… His unfinished words were blocked by lips and teeth. Jiao Qi struggled to push him away.

Zhang Chenfei gripped his little delicate wife’s chin, forcing him to glare back with those beautiful eyes, adding a bit of cruel malice. Since you have married me, you must fulfill your marital duties and serve me well!

Speaking in a cold tone, he forcefully pried those long, slender legs apart.

I didn’t say I wouldn’t fulfill them, you damn idiot, take a shower first… Mmm… After many years of marriage, Jiao Qi had finally trained Zhang Da Diao to be a good boy who showered before and after, so returning to the “pre-liberation” days made him very uncomfortable.

…

Asshole, be gentle…

Beg me. Beg me to stop. The malicious tone sounded as if he were teasing a lamb on the verge of death.

Are you stupid? How could I stop at a time like this?

…

The President was very troubled. His little delicate wife seemed a bit off. Where was the crying and pleading for mercy? What was going on with this guy who was clearly enjoying himself to the moon and back!

In the last two years, due to a busy work schedule, it wasn’t easy to find days where both were not tired and both had the mood, so the frequency of them going to bed together had clearly decreased. Besides, having lived together for seven years, all the positions that could be unlocked had been unlocked, so there was no sense of novelty.

Now, the President with the broken head had a sudden change in style, which actually made this romantic encounter hearty and stimulating. After lingering together, the two held each other, gasping for breath, feeling satisfied.

You didn’t wear a condom… Jiao Qi frowned, feeling some discomfort in hindsight.

Wear a condom? As if he had heard some huge joke, Zhang Chenfei sneered repeatedly, reached out and pinched that soft butt hard, and said in a low, hoarse voice, word by word, I think you still haven’t recognized your position. You came here to pay off your father’s debt. This debt includes sleeping with me, and it also includes bearing my children.

… Jiao Qi drooped his eyes and reached out to touch his lover’s forehead. He wasn’t running a fever, so why was he acting this crazy? Giving birth is likely a bit difficult. After saying this, he got up and went to the bathroom.

Did I give you permission to leave the bed? Zhang Chenfei stood up and followed him into the bathroom, only to see his little delicate wife sitting on the toilet with a bitter face. What are you doing?

Pushing your children out. Jiao Qi said with an indifferent expression.

You dare! The President was beyond furious. This daring man actually dared to treat his children this way!

Under his lover’s ferocious gaze, Jiao Qi pressed the flush button, flushing away those hundreds of millions of “Zhang family heirs,” leaving only a pool of deep blue cleaning water swirling in the white porcelain bowl, lonely and desolate.

Looking at that pool of deep blue water, Zhang Chenfei gritted his teeth and said, Fine, very good. I have plenty of time to wear you down. Before you conceive my child, I won’t pay a single cent of your father’s debt.

Ah, I am really so scared. Jiao Qi replied in a flat tone while taking a shower, then picked up the showerhead and sprayed it at his lover who was staring at the toilet with his bare butt exposed, hurrying to get this guy cleaned up so he could sleep.

After all the fuss and exhaustion, dinner was automatically ignored.

The little delicate wife fell asleep the moment he touched the bed, which made the President very unhappy. Zhang Chenfei stared at that section of fair back exposed outside the quilt and frowned slightly. The air conditioning in the room was quite strong, and the ivory-colored skin was covered in a blue shadow. Is he trying to provoke his pity? This damn little demon.

Grumpily, he pulled up the quilt to cover him, and bossily pulled the person into his arms.

The next day, Zhang Chenfei got up early, removed the gauze, shaved off his stubble, and curled his lips into a smile. The man in the mirror was devastatingly handsome.

He picked out an outfit and threw it at his wife, who was still sleeping. You are coming to the company with me today.

Hmm, go to your company? Jiao Qi rubbed his eyes and sat up, looking at the suit thrown on the bed—a silver-gray jacket paired with a wine-red shirt, incredibly flashy. Why did you take out my formal wear?

You are wearing this today. The President lifted his chin slightly, looking very arrogant. As someone who had lived with him for seven years, Jiao Qi clearly read the meaning of “you poor person, you’ve never seen such gorgeous clothes, right” in his eyes.

… Jiao Qi silently put the formal wear back, took out a suit he wore to work, changed into it, and asked Yu Yuan to send over today’s work schedule, confirming there was nothing major. If there is an emergency, find me at Shifei Technology.

He had an appointment with a private doctor in the afternoon. He wasn’t comfortable leaving a Zhang Da Diao like this at the company for the whole morning, so even if the man didn’t say it, he was prepared to follow him.

Sitting at the breakfast table, the consequences of not eating dinner finally showed. Looking at the greasy scallion pancakes and fried eggs, Jiao Qi felt a spasm in his stomach and could only drink a few sips of white porridge before he couldn’t eat anymore.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Chenfei raised an eyebrow and chuckled. It’s just a trip to the company, look how nervous you are. So spineless, how can you be my, Zhang Da Diao ’s, man?

Hearing this, Jiao Qi’s stomach wasn’t the only thing twitching; his temple twitched as well. Shut up!

After breakfast, the two went to Zhang Chenfei’s company, Shifei Technology.

This was a company that made smart brain games and applications. In the last decade, smart brain applications had taken the world by storm, completely replacing smartphones and permeating every aspect of life. Riding this tailwind, the Shifei founded by Zhang Chenfei developed rapidly, becoming one of the most prominent giants in the domestic technology field.

The soaring building and the futuristic design inside made everyone who visited Shifei for the first time gasp in admiration.

Zhang Chenfei took his little delicate wife’s hand and, under the gaze of a crowd of employees, walked with head held high into the President’s private elevator.

They must be curious about which lover I’m holding today. The President said smugly. The moment the elevator doors closed, he clearly heard the employees gasp.

Hmm? Jiao Qi asked seemingly casually. Do you have other lovers?

What, jealous? The President flirtatiously hooked his wife’s chin.

Jiao Qi’s gaze suddenly turned sharp. Zhang Da Diao , you just wait for me.

The gasps outside the elevator were not the President’s hallucination. The crowd of tech elites stood at the elevator entrance, looking at each other in dismay, trembling with fear.

Oh my god, why is President Jiao here?

Probably here to check up on things.

In the company’s employee group, a level-one alarm was quickly raised.

[@Everyone President Jiao is at the company, be sharp!]

[God, please bless me not to make any mistakes today, President Jiao is too strict QAQ]

[Also bless the President not to make any mistakes today, hands together.jpg]

[Sympathize with the President…]

[Sympathize with the President +1]

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