"Fei Fei, what are you standing there for? Hurry up and say hello to Mr. Xiao Ning, Mr. Yan, and Mrs. Yan. Being able to eat at the same table with the three of them is a blessing that many people would never ask for."

At Jiang Tai's urging, Sun Feifei concealed her inner anxiety and greeted the three people with a forced smile.

Ning Shao crossed his arms across his chest, his face full of amusement as if he was enjoying a good show.

Yan Yi looked at her steadily, with a hint of coldness in his narrow eyes.

Zhong Qing looked elegant and dignified, with the demeanor of a celebrity, but her expression was cold and sarcastic.

Sun Feifei's scalp tingled. The humiliating history that she didn't want to recall came to her mind again, making it difficult for her to even breathe.

"Brother Tai, I suddenly feel unwell, why don't I go back first."

Jiang Tai was unhappy, feeling that Sun Feifei had insulted him, and warned him in a low voice: "Don't be shameless. If you can still breathe today, you have to sit here!"

Sun Feifei didn't dare to disobey Jiang Tai, so she had to sit down.

As the food and drinks were served, the atmosphere became lively.

Jiang Tai is indeed a businessman. He is able to get along with everyone and know how to handle things just right.

On one hand, he was chatting with Ning Yuan about the cooperation between the two companies, and on the other hand, he did not forget to greet and get close to Yan Yi.

Although Yan Yi is not involved in business, the legs behind him are thicker than the other. If he hugs any one of them, he will be rich.

As for the two ladies at the table, Sun Feifei and Zhong Qing, they were eating quietly.

In fact, Sun Feifei was not calm at all.

Every minute and every second was torture for her.

"Mr. Jiang, I have something personal to ask you."

Hearing Yan Yi say this, Jiang Tai immediately smiled flatteringly, "Mr. Yan, please go ahead."

Yan Yi's gaze passed over Jiang Tai and looked at Sun Feifei.

Crash.

Sun Feifei accidentally knocked over the water cup beside her, "Sorry, I, I need to go to the bathroom."

She hurriedly stood up and prepared to leave the box, but was stopped by Yan Yi, who called her "Miss Sun".

"I'm confused. Miss Sun went to my wife to spread rumors and cause trouble. Was it President Jiang's order?"

Jiang Tai was stunned and denied it repeatedly, "No, no, no, that's not the case, Mr. Yan, is there any misunderstanding?"

"There is no misunderstanding."

Zhong Qing wiped the corners of her mouth with a handkerchief, and smiled faintly in front of Sun Feifei's desperate and frightened eyes.

"Mr. Jiang, Miss Sun came to me a few days ago and said something about my husband and another lady. It caused great harm and distress to me, my husband, and that lady. I would like to take this opportunity today to ask Miss Sun for an explanation."

Sun Feifei was on the verge of collapse.

What else does Jiang Tai not understand?

He was originally puzzled. People outside said that Yan Yi was a proud person who didn't deal with people in the business world very often, so why would he take the initiative to treat him to a meal? It turned out that he came here to call him to task.

Without thinking, he slapped Sun Feifei twice.

Sun Feifei covered her face and dared not say a word.

"Mr. Yan, Mrs. Yan, although I didn't know anything about this, I did it before. I didn't discipline him well and caused trouble for you two. I will punish myself by drinking three cups."

While Jiang Tai apologized, he also did not forget to distance himself from the matter.

This matter has nothing to do with him.

After drinking three glasses of wine in a row, Mr. Jiang held Sun Feifei's head and apologized to Yan Yi and Zhong Qing.

After this, Yan Yi generously said that he would not investigate further, but gave Sun Feifei a warning -

"Ms. Sun, this is the second time. If it happens again, I will settle the score with you."

After Yan Yi and the other two left, Jiang Tai slapped Sun Feifei again.

He restrained his strength in the previous two slaps so as not to make the scene too ugly.

This slap contained all his anger and strength.

Sun Feifei was slapped to the ground, with blood oozing from the corners of her mouth.

But she didn't dare to cry. Instead, she knelt down in front of Jiang Tai and admitted her mistake and begged for forgiveness. "Brother Tai, I was wrong. Please forgive me this time because I have been with you for so long."

"I did this for business. Shen Mingzhu has always been against me, and I just wanted to give her a little trouble. I didn't expect to anger Mrs. Yan."

Jiang Tai grabbed her hair and forced her to raise her face. "If you dare to cause trouble for me again, I will kill you!"

Thinking that Sun Feifei had been working very hard during this period, and Yan Yi no longer pursuing the matter, Jiang Tai let her go.

After finally coaxing Jiang Tai into calming down, Sun Feifei ran to the bathroom to tidy herself up.

Looking at her red and swollen face in the mirror, her eyes were filled with hatred and jealousy.

I didn't expect that after so long, Yan Yi still couldn't forget Shen Mingzhu.

…

After watching Zhong Qing's Bentley drive away, Ning Yuan looked at Yan Yi in confusion.

"Old Yan, I noticed that you have gotten older recently and have become easier to talk to. You actually let Sun Feifei go like that?"

Yan Yi walked straight to his car. "Cutting flesh with a blunt knife and simmering the heart over a slow fire are the most torturous methods."

For Sun Feifei, although she escaped this time, his existence is like a sword that can be cut at any time, making Sun Feifei feel uneasy and afraid to act rashly.

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As for Shen Mingzhu, it is better to teach her how to fish than to give her fish, and Sun Feifei is the touchstone that can help her grow.

Yan Yi will not express these profound meanings, nor is he willing to share them with others.

Ning Yuan reached out to pull the passenger door of the jeep, ready to get in. As soon as his hand touched the door handle, he heard a "click".

Yan Yi locked the passenger door.

Ning Yuan bent down and said, "I didn't drive today, can you take me home?"

Yan Yi looked at him and said, "I'm old now. I need to go home and sleep early. You should find a way to go back by yourself."

“…”

Old man, why do you hold grudges like this?

…

Shen Mingzhu put the fruit basket and gifts on the ground, confirmed the house number and address, and raised her hand to knock on the door.

Squeak.

The door opened and a man in his fifties wearing a vest and shorts came out.

"Who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Peck."

Hearing that she spoke in Fengcheng dialect, the wariness in Pei Ke's eyes disappeared, "It's me, who are you?"

"Hello, uncle. I am Shen Mingzhu, Pei Yang's wife."

The middle-aged man showed surprise on his face, "Are you Xiaoyang's wife? Come in, come in and sit down."

Seeing Shen Mingzhu standing still, the middle-aged man looked down at himself and said quickly, "Wait for me."

Less than two minutes after Pei Ke returned home, he came out again, wearing long pants and a shirt, which looked much more neat than shorts and a vest.

While buttoning his shirt, Pei Ke warmly invited her in.

Seeing her bending down to carry the fruit basket and gifts behind her, he hurried forward to help, "I'll do it, I'll do it."

"Dear wife, drink some water."

Shen Mingzhu withdrew her gaze from the room, took the cup of water, and replied with a smile: "Uncle, you can just call me Mingzhu."

"Okay, Mingzhu, what a good name!"

Pei Ke looked at her, his expression showing the emotion and excitement of seeing his family. "You came here alone? Where's Xiaoyang?"

"He went to Rongcheng..."

Shen Mingzhu asked about Pei Ke's health, told him about the situation at home, left her address and phone number, and invited Pei Ke to return to Fengcheng to celebrate the Spring Festival this year.

This was also one of the reasons why she came to see Pei Ke.

Both his parents-in-law are no longer alive, and among Pei Yang's elders, the one with the closest blood relationship is his younger uncle Pei Ke.

Pei Yang didn't say it, but Shen Mingzhu knew that he was concerned about his uncle in his heart.

"Mingzhu, wait a moment."

When Shen Mingzhu got up to say goodbye, Pei Ke stopped her, turned back to his room and tossed around for a while. When he came out, he had a red envelope in his hand.

(End of this chapter)