Chapter 121 The Top Wealthy Family’s Doting Wife
The heating in the private room Song Chuhe booked was so strong that it was a bit stuffy. The light from the gilded chandelier fell on the mahogany table, but it didn't warm the bone china teacup between his fingers.
A layer of cold mist condensed on the wall of the cup, just like his gloomy expression at the moment.
There was a cool breeze when the door was pushed open, and Pei Yuezhou came in wearing custom leather shoes. His voice was unhurried, but his presence was very noticeable.
The dark grey haute couture suit made his shoulders look more upright. The dial of the famous watch that was exposed from his cuffs turned, and the hour and minute hands were exactly at the position indicating that he was one hour late.
He didn't look at the look Song Chuhe gave him, and sat directly on the sofa chair opposite. When his long legs were crossed, his suit pants outlined the smooth lines of his legs.
His knuckles tapped the armrest carelessly, slowly and casually, as if he was not in a confrontation but just killing time in his own living room.
Song Chuhe suppressed the anger rising in his heart, picked up the teapot and poured him a cup of tea. The tea soup shimmered with tiny shimmers of light. He forced a smile and said, "Mr. Pei is very busy. You are already giving me enough face by coming here."
Pei Yuezhou didn't even glance at the cup of tea. His eyelids were half-closed, and his long eyelashes cast a light shadow under his eyes: "Mr. Song didn't ask me out just to drink this cup of tea."
His tone was calm, but it carried a coldness that brooked no room for argument, instantly exposing Song Chuhe's hypocrisy.
These words pierced Song Chuhe's heart like a thorn. He clenched his teacup, his knuckles turning white, and simply stopped beating around the bush: "Could it be that Director Pei really doesn't know about those three projects in the west of the city?"
Pei Yuezhou just curled the corners of his mouth and chuckled perfunctorily.
Song Chuhe's voice deepened. "I spent a huge sum of money to take over your project cooperation rights, but on the very first day of construction, an ancient tomb was discovered. Now the entire construction site has been shut down..."
The old guys on the board of directors had always disliked him, and now they were using the excuse of the project suspension to make trouble at meetings every day, and they even wanted to take away the real power in his hands.
Song Chuhe pressed his hands on the table, his knuckles turning white from the force, and the anger between his eyebrows almost overflowed: "Pei Yuezhou, do you dare to say that this is not your calculation?"
Pei Yuezhou finally raised his eyes, his eyes were as cold as an icy lake in winter, without a trace of warmth.
He scoffed lightly, his tone of mockery undisguised: "Song Shao, before starting the project, why don't you first check the situation of the land?"
His fingertips slowly traced the hem of his suit. "You're blind, but you're blaming others."
"You!" Song Chuhe slammed the table, causing a few drops of tea to splash onto the expensive tablecloth. "Pei Yuezhou, don't think I don't know that you deliberately leaked the news about the ancient tomb!"
Pei Yuezhou still looked unhurried, and even raised his hand to loosen his tie. The silk tie slipped down a little, revealing the delicate clavicle line around his neck. His movements were lazy, but with an aura of control over everything.
"Mr. Song, you have no evidence, so don't talk nonsense."
He stood up and lightly brushed his suit jacket with his fingertips. "My wife is waiting for me at home. I don't have time to waste with you."
"etc!"
Song Chuhe looked at his back as he turned around, and suddenly laughed softly, his voice filled with malice. "Pei Yuezhou, if Yu Zhi knew that everything you have now was all thanks to your step-by-step planning... do you think she would still be so devoted to you?"
Pei Yuezhou's footsteps suddenly stopped, as if being pulled by an invisible string.
Song Chuhe's voice continued, like a venomous snake spitting out its tongue: "She must be terribly sick, right? I know her. She hates it most when people play dirty tricks in front of her, let alone calculating her feelings."
Pei Yuezhou's face darkened instantly, and the air pressure around him was so low that it could freeze someone to death.
He turned slowly, dark waves surging in his eyes, as if a storm was raging inside, but he suppressed his anger and said in a deep voice: "Don't worry about it, Mr. Song."
After saying that, he didn't even look at Song Chuhe again, and pushed the door open and left.
Only Song Chuhe was left standing there, angrily sweeping over the tea sets on the table. The sound of the porcelain breaking was harsh and embarrassing.
The Rolls-Royce Phantom drove smoothly in the night, and there was deathly silence inside the car.
Pei Yuezhou leaned back in the back seat, closed his eyes, but his fingertips trembled slightly uncontrollably.
He knew too well what he was like inside.
He is an evil spirit hiding under a gentle appearance, and a paranoid who is full of calculations.
All that gentleness and thoughtfulness were masks he had carefully woven, and he never dared to reveal even a single flaw in front of Yu Zhi.
Even though Yu Zhi once said that she would love all of his aspects, Pei Yuezhou still didn't dare to take the risk.
He was afraid that his weight in her heart could not support the tricks he used in her relationship.
I was even more afraid that she would show disgust after knowing the truth.
The neon lights outside the car reflected on his face through the dark windows, flickering and making the scarlet in his eyes even clearer.
He suddenly opened his eyes, clenched his hands into fists, his knuckles turned white, and even the veins on the back of his hands were bulging.
In that case... let's get rid of all threatening existences.
A faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. That smile was beautiful but dangerous, like a poisonous flower blooming in the dark night.
The shadow inside the car fell on his face, hiding the cruelty in it completely, leaving only the outline of his appearance still superior, but revealing a heart-pounding chill.
As soon as the elevator door of the Bangs Group's Chinese branch opened, the low pressure around Pei Yuezhou dissipated.
The staff in the president's office were originally chatting and laughing, but when they saw Pei Yuezhou's face, they fell silent instantly, their backs straightened, and they watched him walk into the office with a stern face, even breathing lightly.
After the people left, several employees immediately gathered together and lowered their voices to a very low voice: "Damn, why does Mr. Pei look so scary?"
In the past, when the project was making losses and burning billions of dollars in minutes, I never saw him look so unhappy.
"What are you afraid of?" another employee waved his hand, his eyes filled with confidence. "The wife is in there. As long as the wife coaxes him a few times, President Pei's anger will definitely subside immediately. Don't worry, we will definitely keep our adjusted leave this month."
"But..." A younger girl panicked. "Doesn't everyone say that Mr. Pei's image as a loving wife is fake? Don't wealthy families like to do that? What if he gets mad and hits his wife? She was just giving us macarons. What a nice person..."
Their boss looks like he has a tendency to commit domestic violence when he gets mad and doesn't care about anything.
"Huh? So I panicked too!"
Someone immediately chimed in, "If they really start fighting, should we stop them or not? Or... call the police?"
When Director Pei was in a bad mood, even those tough men would be scared to death when they went in to deliver documents, not to mention the sweet and soft beauty.
Lin Zhi just came out of the tea room and heard these words.
"Why call the police?"
The little girl immediately ran over and told him what she was worried about.
After listening, Lin Zhi nodded in understanding, his tone as calm as if he was discussing the weather: "Alright, it's all over, it's nothing serious. When Director Pei gets angry, he'll just fight with himself, hitting himself and not even touching his wife."
Lin Zhi has been with Pei Yuezhou for many years, so he naturally has the most say in such matters.
When the staff heard this, they immediately felt relieved and immediately plunged into the small group to eat candy crazily:
[Sisters! The character of the wealthy man who dotes on his wife is real! I am definitely rooting for this couple!]
[Wow, wow! My wife's smile was so sweet just now. Mr. Pei must have lost his temper!]
[I got it, I got it! I'll eat this candy first as a token of my respect! ]
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