The room was a mess.

Jolie got out of bed, her long, straight legs landing awkwardly and nearly causing her to fall.

Last night the man was too brutal, the battle situation was fierce.

It seems that Pei Liyan is not as pure and self-restrained as the rumors say.

Qiao Rui thought about it and felt indignant. She mischievously took out a pen and quickly wrote a note, leaving it behind.

He cast another glance at the man on the bed, a man of noble bearing who lay with his eyes closed, his features relaxed and contented.

He's at least a good man, and I don't seem to have lost out either.

Qiao Rui calmed herself down before leaving the suite.

A car was parked in an alley beside the hotel.

Driving away, in a short while, the car drove towards the sea bridge.

In the early morning mist, the boundless sea held an eerie and chilling presence.

Suddenly, I realized that a car was following me.

Is this Pei Liyan?

Jolie was startled, and the car sped up. The cars behind her also followed suit.

It turns out they were tailing me.

Could it be that he was spotted with Pei Liyan after a spring outing and paparazzi followed him hoping for an exclusive story?

But the car was getting faster and faster, with a menacing aura.

Jolie's heart surged with unease, and she quickly concluded that this was no ordinary pursuit.

As expected, the car sped straight toward him, like an arrow, slamming into the rear of his vehicle.

Could it be Pei Liren's people?

Because of fear of being implicated in a scandal, even to the point of murder?

Joe Rui lowered her eyes, her cold gaze swept across the rearview mirror, a smirk playing on her lips.

If you want to die, then let him have his wish.

With a sudden hard brake and a sharp turn of the steering wheel, Qiao Rui's car plunged into the sea along with the vehicle pursuing her.

Boom!

The fire exploded into the sky, its flames and the splashing waves swallowed by the sea together.......

On the other side, 7:30.

The warm sunlight streaming through the window cast a golden glow on the man's face, making his handsome features even more striking and dazzling.

Suddenly, Pei Liyan woke up with a start.

He frowned and looked to the side, a mess of things scattered across the floor: tailored suits, evening gowns, high heels....

All of this points to one conclusion: something truly indescribable happened last night.

Thoughts drifted back to last night, where hundreds of people tossed and turned with him all through the long, sleepless hours.

But what about that person?

Pei Liyan looked around, but there was no one in sight.

His sword eyebrows furrowed, his deep eyes tinged with a heart-stoppingly dangerous calculation. To scheme against him takes guts.

He took out his phone, thin and cold: “Fang Mo, check who was with me at the hotel last night.”

In less than ten minutes, Fang Mo replied: "Reporting to the Chairman, it's the star Rui Qing."

Pei Lichen's eyes were full of impatience. He had been drugged last night and ended up spending the night with Hua Ruyi, a newcomer who had just emerged this year.

Rui Qing?

When it came to this little flower, Pei Lichen's mind instantly conjured up four characters: As graceful as a startled flying phoenix.

He still remembered that Ruiqing's dress last night was a vibrant scarlet, very much like a star wearing red beautifully, yet she managed it effortlessly.

And the dress was designed with a lot of thought. The strapless design showed off her fair collarbones, and the tailoring fit perfectly, highlighting her curves. The butterfly bones on her back were also subtly visible, making it both elegant and alluring.

The two still met eyes last night. When looking at each other, they pretended not to see.

Well played.

Peili yan got out of bed, and when he turned back, he saw a red plum blossom imprinted on the sheets.

That meant the first mark on a person surprised him.

Almost instantly, it felt a little tense.

Scenes from last night's escapade flashed through his mind. He and that person, they fit together perfectly.

As soon as he thought about it, his changed.

The damn person drugged him, and this was his first time being targeted.

Pei Liyan's face turned cold and he said in a deep voice, "Bring it here immediately."

Fang Mo: "Yes!"

Pei Liyan put down the phone, and lowered his head to see a note: You're really terrible, if you can't do it, go to a urologist!

At the sight of this note, Pei Liyan's handsome face instantly turned grim.

That damned person, actually using his man's pride to provoke him.

Who was whimpering and begging last night, going on and on like a cat?

Damn it, thinking about this, he instantly took a deep breath.

Next time, he's going to kill me!

After hanging up the phone, Pei Liyan rushed to the bathroom, took a cold shower, and changed his clothes.

Fang Mo hurried to knock on the door.

"Mr. President, something terrible has happened. After leaving this morning, Rui Qing was involved in a car accident on the Haida Bridge. The car flipped into the sea, and Miss Rui is probably gone."

"Dead?" Pei Liyan was a little surprised.

Fang Mo said: "When the car flipped over, there was an explosion. Ms. Rui's chances of survival are extremely low."

Pei Liyan's face suddenly changed.

Someone who took advantage of him, cheated him, and even provoked him just died like that?

He didn't accept this result.

Pei Liyan's eyes flashed with a cold glint: "Keep looking, if alive then bring them back, if dead then bring their body."

"Yes." Fang Mo nodded. "President, the Chairman said that there will be a banquet for the madam in three days, in the ballroom downstairs. Please be sure to attend."

On the surface, it was a coming-of-age celebration. In reality, the Pei family had long hinted to all eligible young ladies from the Qiao family to attend, making this a "bride selection" event for Pei Lide.

Pei Li frowned, his brow furrowed with impatience, but he eventually said, "I understand."

Three days later.

Senhao Hotel Banquet Hall.

The day after Qiao Rui returned to the Qiao family, she was notified to participate in Pei Li Ran's "Selection of Wife" event.

The selection of a wife for the heir of the Pei family is more grand than the imperial concubine selection.

All of Qiao's marriageable children had arrived, each in formal attire and styled like red carpet stars, waiting for Pei Liyan's choice.

Qiao Rui was now utterly invisible to everyone, like a weed growing in the mountains. She wouldn't be chosen anyway, so she quietly ate.

"Pei Liyan is here!"

At that moment, everyone turned their heads to look at the entrance of the banquet hall.

Only a line of men, five or six in number, walked in through the door. Each one was strikingly handsome, and the man in the middle was Pei Liyan.

A tall man, 186 centimeters high, in a meticulously handcrafted suit, walked with measured steps towards the crowd.

The warm light fell on the man's broad shoulders, casting a shadow that outlined his breathtakingly handsome face. His five senses were like works of art meticulously carved, exuding an aristocratic air and captivating beauty.

Qiao Rui glanced at it and then lowered her head to hide in the corner and continue eating.

Three days ago, that night, on the bed in the presidential suite at the top of this building, with a man who was tossing and turning, was now preparing to choose a wife.

Qiao Rui felt that Pei Liyan would definitely not recognize her.

After all, it wasn't Qiao Rui that night, but the popular young actress Rui Qing.

But Ruìqíng's car accident has already topped the hot search list. So far, her body hasn't been recovered and her life or death is unknown.

At this time, Pei Liyan looked around the banquet hall for a week before finally settling his gaze on Qiao Rui who was eating in the corner with her head bowed.

Everyone followed his gaze.

Only that boy, wearing a patched-up coat, with two braids on his head and black framed glasses perched on his face, was holding an apple, munching away happily as if he hadn't eaten in years. He looked ugly, rustic, and gluttonous all at once.

"Alright, it was that Miss Qiao who ate." Pei Liran spoke in a low voice.

(Editor in charge：the outsiders novel)