What Pei Zhiyu didn't know was that Qin Hezhou had actually seen the video earlier than her and had already found the production company and the person in charge.

Inside the Qin Group’s headquarters building.

The man in a suit and tie walked hurriedly and strode towards the president's office.

A thin layer of sweat appeared on his handsome face.

When I opened the door, Qin Hezhou was standing in front of the coffee machine, leisurely processing coffee beans.

When he heard someone coming in, he didn't even turn his head. His low voice now sounded like the growl of a wild beast heard in the snow.

"Would you like some coffee, Mr. Qi?"

Qi Jingming couldn't help but feel frightened. Under this inexplicable pressure, he didn't even dare to breathe.

When Qin Hezhou's assistant came to him, he knew that something was wrong, but he was still shocked when he saw the trailer that was mistakenly sent out.

I clearly watched them delete the video source with my own eyes!

"Boss Qin...this is a misunderstanding." He said timidly.

But silence is more intimidating and chilling than an outburst of anger.

Qin Hezhou operated the coffee machine slowly and methodically. As the sound of the machine began to sound, the aroma of coffee beans gradually spread.

Even until the coffee was ready, Qi Jingming still stood at the door and didn't dare to come in.

He had a feeling he was about to step onto the guillotine. But Qin Hezhou didn't say anything, just took a sip from his espresso and stared at him.

Those eyes were like those of a jackal or an eagle, their glare was so intense that it could burn a hole in him.

Qi Jingming, who usually has the final say on things, had to tremble at this moment.

The more I think about it, the clearer it becomes—

Who does this high-rise building of the Qin family belong to?

Although they all have the surname Qin, some of them are just clowns. If they stand on the wrong side at this time, what awaits them is definitely not heaven, but a hell where they want to die.

This silent torture lasted until the sun was about to set.

Before Qi Jingming left, Qin Hezhou brought him another cup of concentrated coffee that had been left out for a long time.

Qin Hezhou smiled happily and said, "Since you're here, you might as well try my cooking."

Now that things have come to this, he can no longer refuse.

Now, even if he was given a cup of poison, he would have no choice but to accept his fate and drink it.

It's just coffee, nothing more.

Thinking of this, Qi Jingming took the cup, suddenly raised his arm and poured it into his mouth.

He seemed to be in a hurry to deal with the work assigned by his boss just before leaving get off work.

But as soon as the liquid flowed into his mouth, he realized that people who were not used to concentrated liquids really couldn't stand the taste.

Now I am so miserable that I want to cry, but I can only force myself to smile.

Seeing this, Qin Hezhou sneered and did not stay here for long.

He didn't answer his wife's call just now, and now he has to rush back to "kneel on the washboard".

I just hope Pei Zhiyu doesn't worry too much...

Pei Zhiyu arrived home very early and worried about this matter for a long time, but when he saw that everything was calm on the Internet, he gave up for the time being.

I just want to wait for Qin Hezhou to come back.

Aunt Yu took a leave of absence today because of something at home, and for a while, I was the only one left at home.

She tidied the room and prepared a table of food. In fact, she and Qin Hezhou had not been alone together at home for a long time.

It's a good opportunity to have a good chat tonight.

But unexpectedly, when it was almost dark, there was no sign of anyone, so Pei Zhiyu had no choice but to send a message to ask.

While waiting for a reply, she turned on the TV that had not been used for a long time and randomly pressed a channel she had never watched before.

Financial news was playing there.

Pei Zhiyu leaned on the sofa with a pillow in his arms, staring at the TV in a daze, not knowing whether he was listening to what was being said.

As night fell, she began to feel sleepy.

My eyes couldn't help but blink, and my eyelids were about to close. Some crackling sounds from the TV came into my ears.

— Rumor has it that Qin…, the heir to the Jiangzhou Qin Group, has returned to China for several months and will soon officially inherit…

In a drowsy state, my thoughts began to drift along with the sounds coming from the TV.

Qin Group?

The heir to the business empire that Qi Jingming mentioned is the grandson of the old lady of the Qin family.

The young master Qin who has the same surname as Qin Hezhou and looks very similar to him.

The host's voice continued to rush into Pei Zhiyu's ears, and her curiosity was aroused.

Suddenly, she wanted to see what this heir of the Qin family, who looked so much like her husband, looked like.

But my eyelids are so heavy, I can’t open them…

Pei Zhiyu tried hard and finally forced his eyelids open. A figure vaguely appeared in his blurry vision.

He is about 1.9 meters tall and very handsome.

The most important thing is that this man doesn’t look at all like Qin Hezhou, they are exactly the same.

Is it him? !

So Qin Hezhou is the heir of the Qin family? ! !

The host's clear voice in my ear had stopped at some point.

Pei Zhiyu couldn't help but reach out to touch the blurry figure in front of him. When he touched his earlobe, he pinched it hard as if in anger and resentment.

"Hiss——" Qin Hezhou cried out in pain.

After hearing the voice, Pei Zhiyu finally realized that the person in front of him was not the Qin heir on TV.

Just her husband, her lover.

"You scared me to death, Qin Hezhou..."

Pei Zhiyu was not fully awake yet, and her tone was inevitably sleepy. Her soft and sweet voice caused ripples in Qin Hezhou's heart.

He squatted down, followed Pei Zhiyu's arms and hugged her, and asked her patiently and gently: "What's wrong? Did you have a nightmare again?"

"Yeah." Pei Zhiyu leaned on his shoulder and nodded up and down, "I dreamed that you turned into the grandson of Old Lady Qin..."

These words instantly made Qin Hezhou's heart hang in the air.

But after a pause, she added: "It's a good thing you're not, that's great."

While he breathed a sigh of relief, Qin Hezhou couldn't help but feel a little disappointed: "Isn't it good to be the heir of the Qin Group? If you have money, you don't have to work so hard."

After the words fell, there was no response for a long while.

Pei Zhiyu seemed to have fallen asleep, so there was no answer to this question.

Qin Hezhou picked her up and prepared to take her back to her room to sleep. He glanced at her out of the corner of his eye as he passed by the TV.

If he hadn't closed the door in time, Pei Zhiyu would have really seen the interview about himself.