Chapter 18 Your sister-in-law is going to make you a beauty queen.
Chapter 18 Your sister-in-law is going to make you a beauty queen.
Pei Weijin opened the car door and calmly sat down, while Fu Zhuchen, sitting opposite him, clicked his tongue in amazement.
"Oh, the suitor is back?"
He looked Pei Weijin up and down, with a nonchalant air: "Your sister-in-law is practically bewitching you. You two are already married, so why are you still courting her?"
"What's wrong? Did you upset your wife? She won't let you sleep with her, and your marriage is in crisis. Is that why you're buying so much jewelry to appease her?"
Pei Weijin glanced at him indifferently and said casually, "That's still better than being seduced and then abandoned."
Fu Zhuchen took a deep breath and emphasized, "I'll say it again, I wasn't taken advantage of and then abandoned! It's just that I was too charming, and that woman stole my first kiss, that's all!"
"Is there a difference?"
"..."
Fu Zhuchen was speechless, as if there really was no difference.
He abruptly changed the subject: "Speaking of which, I helped my sister-in-law out of a tight spot on Weibo yesterday. As a shrewd capitalist, you should at least give me some reward, right?"
"I've got my eye on a script, but they said they wouldn't sell it to me, no matter who else they'd sell it to. Can you help me..."
Pei Weijin said slowly and deliberately, "Sorry, shrewd capitalists are used to cutting corners."
He lightly stroked the exquisite gift box containing the Purple Jade Crown with his fingertips. The moment he saw it, he felt that it was very suitable for Yan Zhuoyu, noble yet exuding the aura of a king's autocracy.
Fu Zhuchen wasn't annoyed by the rejection. He casually crossed his legs and sighed with feigned regret, "Well, I guess I'll just have to tell my sister-in-law on Weibo that the script I was interested in didn't get the rights, so we can't work together."
He feigned concern, saying, "Dear President Pei, I don't have anything to worry about. It's just that netizens will probably gossip about your wife. She's in a bad mood, and if she comes home and sees you..."
Pei Weijin raised his eyes and indifferently stopped him from speaking: "Give the contact information to Secretary Meng and let him handle it."
"Got it!"
After succeeding, Fu Zhuchen quickly sent the woman's contact information to Secretary Meng, and specifically instructed her not to haggle too much.
Pei Weijin opened his camera and took pictures of the pile of gift boxes for a long time, but couldn't get a single satisfactory photo.
He suddenly remembered Fu Zhuchen's profession, and lightly kicked her: "Come here, take a picture."
Fu Zhuchen eagerly raised his phone, ready to take a selfie with Pei Weijin, but his arm was pushed away by a slender finger: "Take pictures of them."
"???"
Fu Zhuchen swallowed his anger and said, "Alright, alright, a well-known domestic director will personally take photos of the esteemed President Pei!"
A moment later, Pei Weijin sent the finished product to Yan Zhuoyu.
Then, after careful consideration, she sent another message, completely lacking the toughness she had shown when facing Fu Zhuchen: "I bought you so many gifts, how about you show me some affection again?"
The message was sent, but the other party did not reply.
Pei Weijin hesitated for a moment, then opened her Moments. There wasn't a single beautiful photo to be seen, only a blank space with two horizontal lines and a dot that stood out starkly.
—●—
Fu Zhuchen, completely oblivious to boundaries, leaned closer and said, "Who is this? How dare they block our CEO Pei!"
Looking further up, the owner of the WeChat Moments was clearly identified as "Mrs. Pei".
"Oh, sister-in-law, then it's alright."
Pei Weijin retorted, "I wasn't blocked. Sending her a message just now was normal."
"Then she must have blocked you on WeChat Moments."
"why?"
Fu Zhuchen shrugged, quickly drawing a conclusion, and explained, "You don't understand, do you? Your sister-in-law is angry with you. When a woman is angry, she triggers a whole series of moves. First, she blocks you; second, she changes her profile picture and username. You're lucky; if it gets worse, she'll block all your contact information and never speak to you again!"
Pei Weijin twitched the corner of his mouth, it was hard to tell if it was sarcasm or agreement, "You're certainly experienced."
He swiped the screen, and Yan Zhuoyu's homepage was indeed as Fu Zhuchen had said, with both her profile picture and username changed.
However, Mrs. Pei's new online name is quite unique.
"A 90-year-old divorced woman with two children?"
Fu Zhuchen couldn't help but laugh when she saw these words: "Good, good, good, as expected of President Pei's wife, a perfect match, a perfect match!"
Pei Weijin only noticed the word "divorce," and his mind immediately tensed up.
Just as she was about to make a call to save her precarious marriage, a text message about a bank transaction record arrived on her phone.
[Your account 6050 has made a withdrawal of 500,000 yuan from...]
Pei Weijin felt somewhat relieved, at least Yan Zhuoyu was still willing to spend his money, and the rift in their marriage wasn't that big.
However, the relief they had just felt was quickly replaced by another breath of fresh air.
My phone keeps notifying me of new purchases.
Expenditure: 1,000,000 yuan
Expenditure: 30,000 yuan
Expenditure: 80,000,000 yuan
……
That's fine. Money can be earned back. Pei Weijin has plenty of money and doesn't care at all.
Instead, Fu Zhuchen's startled cry made him even more nervous.
"Brother Pei, sister-in-law, sister-in-law, she..."
"She, she, she..."
Pei Weijin's heart clenched. Thinking back to the bank card transaction just now, could it be medical expenses?
"What happened to Zhuoyu? Is her injury serious?"
Fu Zhuchen hesitated for a moment, then simply handed him the phone: "No, I dare not say, see for yourself."
On the screen was the familiar Weibo trending topics interface.
Yan Zhuoyu secretly meets a mysterious man late at night
Yan Zhuoyu's relationship exposed
Yan Zhuoyu is suspected of keeping a gigolo.
Famous actress maxes out her boyfriend's bank card
……
Pei Weijin clicked on the trending topic with a blank expression; marketing accounts were all spreading a video like crazy.
In the video, Yan Zhuoyu is wearing sunglasses and is very intimately linked with the young man's arm. Even when getting into the car, she thoughtfully opens the car door for him.
Afterwards, she drove her gigolo to a luxury boutique, spending lavishly and spoiling him rotten. She bought everything he specifically asked for...
Looking at his inscrutable expression, Fu Zhuchen silently mourned for his sister-in-law.
Isn't this like jumping on a tiger's head?
Pei Weijin tossed the phone back, his voice icy: "To the airport."
The driver in the front seat nodded hurriedly, and the black van sped off to the airport.
Pei Weijin stared at the unanswered message, estimating that it was almost nighttime in China. His usually calm and composed face now betrayed his restlessness and unease.
Very well, he was only away from home for a day, and Mrs. Pei made a big show of bringing her gigolo into the public eye.
She even used his card and drove the car he gave her.
That pretty boy better not come into the house and sleep in his and Mrs. Pei's wedding bed.
Pei Weijin sneered inwardly. He vaguely remembered that when they got their marriage certificate, Yan Zhuoyu kept saying that she couldn't announce her relationship during her career's upward phase. It turned out that this statement was only directed at him.
Really, you're being naughty.
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