latelenovela Chapter 47 CEO Pei, obsessed with love, is secretly trying to hook up with a wife every day.
Chapter 47 CEO Pei, obsessed with love, is secretly trying to hook up with a wife every day.
Zhou Huaiye hosted a party on his private yacht under the guise of a charity gala, inviting celebrities, models, and internet influencers, but in reality...
In short, based on a tip from a well-meaning person who received an invitation to the party but remained virtuous, the police had already been keeping an eye on the yacht, just waiting for it to dock so they could catch everyone red-handed.
The eldest son of the Zhou family and a group of people were all taken away for testing.
When Yan Zhuoyu wondered who this kind-hearted person full of a sense of justice was, netizens in the comments section also discussed it extensively.
[I'm overjoyed! The eldest son of the Zhou family will probably never understand why he was betrayed after agreeing to go along with the same schemes.]
[Check this person immediately! I need all his information within three seconds. I'll marry no one but him!]
No wonder the Beijing elite circle is said to be one of the four great families, but in reality, it's a two-way rivalry. The Pei, Huo, and Fu families look down on the Zhou family, and there's never been any cooperation between them. Now I finally understand why.
[Did you hear that, ladies? When looking for a partner, you should look for someone with the surname Pei, Huo, or Fu. Look at these three big shots; their IP addresses are all overseas, so they're definitely focused on their careers!]
So, does nobody suspect that these trending topics today were actually orchestrated by the Pei couple?
[What do you mean? I've got my ears right here, what inside information do you know? Tell me quickly!]
[Ahem, I dare not go into details, I'll just mention a few keywords, you can figure it out yourselves: Little Fish, the real and fake crowns, being bullied, standing up for someone, acting out of anger for a beauty...]
[Let me share another tidbit of gossip. The other day on set, after Li Yunsheng's accident, I think I heard her say something about Sister Yan marrying that guy. But who else could that guy be? We know Fu Zhuchen's name is an option, and then there's the Huo family guy who married young and is busy digging for treasures for his little wife every day. So, that leaves only...]
Some netizens refused to believe it: "Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
At this moment, a netizen named "Zhuoye" sincerely commented: 【Why is it impossible? I heard from a friend that Zhou Huaiye violated male virtue by handing his business card to a married woman, and Pei Weijin's intervention to teach him a lesson is perfectly reasonable.】
[Dude, tell me honestly, is that friend of yours actually you?]
[How dare he! Someone, Meng Guo, smash his mouth open!]
【No, bro, are you love-struck? You can project everything onto people, and you say it so convincingly, it's making me think you're actually that person.】
[I'm totally shipping them, folks! A cold-faced but warm-hearted and protective CEO x a charming and alluring fox-like actress. Their marriage seems like a business arrangement, but there are undercurrents beneath the surface. The CEO is constantly trying to 'fish' for attention!]
[That's hilarious! You've got some serious imagination. Someone's secretly trying to hook up with a wife, subtly courting her every move.]
……
In just a few words, netizens have already secretly created a super topic for the CP of Yan Zhuoyu and Pei Weijin.
Their name is "Burning Night," but in the supertopic, in order to prevent the Pei family from destroying their stronghold, they all use the secret name "Sister Yan and the unspeakable man behind her."
The topic's popularity soared, with the number of followers exceeding 5,000. While netizens were saying that this CP was too weird, they were frantically tagging Zhuoye, asking him, or rather, asking his friend to leak more insider information.
This netizen named Zhuoye seems a bit "ungrateful".
[Zhuoye: That's all for now. He needs to rest early and go home to see his wife.]
Despite netizens' frantic efforts, there has been no further development.
……
Upon seeing this, Yan Zhuoyu had a strange feeling. "Could this 'Zhuoye' be Pei Weijin himself? He's talking like it's the truth."
The thought flashed through her mind, and just as she exited the super topic, Yan Zhuoyu received a message from Pei Weijin.
She was so engrossed in the melon patch that she didn't notice Pei Weijin had already replied to the photo of the crystal cabinet.
However, the newly sent message was brief and peculiar:
[The Cold-Hearted CEO's Fiery Temptation: I have to catch a flight this afternoon, so I'm going to sleep now. Mrs. Pei, you should also get some rest. Goodnight.]
!!!
Did she really fall asleep?
Yan Zhuoyu's heart was in turmoil, her thoughts racing. She opened the keyboard and typed furiously.
After deleting and rewriting, she felt it was absurd. She had never heard President Pei call her "darling wife" or anything like that. Only the cold "Mrs. Pei" could be considered sweet talk.
"Besides, Pei Weijin doesn't even know what a game is called PUBG, so how could he possibly use something like Weibo?"
She deleted the message she was about to send and instead browsed through her previous conversations.
Yan Zhuoyu not only showed Pei Weijin pictures of the crystal cabinet, but also posted several selfies of herself standing in front of it.
In front of a high-end custom-made crystal rose display case stood a woman more beautiful than the rose itself, her beauty beyond compare.
The wealthy and powerful CEO, Mr. Pei, remarked: "My wife is very beautiful; even the crystal display case looks more valuable because of you."
Yan Zhuoyu's heart stirred, and she gently tapped the message with her fingertip.
How come she didn't know that President Pei had such a sweet tongue and always spoke the truth?
So, in a moment of impulsiveness, Yan Zhuoyu retyped the sentence she had just deleted and sent it with her eyes closed.
"three two……"
She had planned to count down three seconds, and if the other party didn't reply, she would quickly back off.
buzz-
[The seemingly innocent CEO is actually quite fiery: Okay, get some rest and go home to see your wife.]
The air seemed to freeze as Yan Zhuoyu reread the message she had just sent.
[I am the Emperor: It's still daytime where you are, right? Why are you sleeping so early? Are you trying to get home to see your wife?]
President Pei, who is usually very proper and only calls her "Mrs. Pei," not only calls her "wife" but also gives her an affirmative answer.
Unconvinced, Yan Zhuoyu sent a tentative message: 【Your account was hacked? I'm the superstar Yan Zhuoyu. Add me a thousand times to help me become a Best Actress. Once I've achieved fame and success, I'll crown you the Best Actress's man.】
Ding-dong-
[Alipay payment received]
Along with the payment notification, the actress's boyfriend also sent a message: "Honey, go to sleep early. I hope Mrs. Pei will grant me this title soon."
Future Best Actress: "..."
Yan Zhuoyu chuckled, pinched a cushion on the sofa, and said, "It really was fake. You didn't even cry out in pain."
She replied with a "goodnight" as if in a dream, and silently changed Pei Weijin's contact name to "The Movie Queen's Man".
For now, this is the only way to draw this pie.
"Could it be that Pei Weijin is really Zhuo Ye? Seemingly cold and ruthless, but actually trying to hook up with a wife...?"
Yan Zhuoyu, disguised as a detective, was checking the information on the personal Weibo homepage of the netizen 'Zhuoye', trying to find clues.
The phone screen froze, and the caller ID showed it was a florist. The smile on her face gradually faded.
"Hello, Ms. Yan. In previous years, you would order a bouquet of flowers from our florist on July 25th, and you usually made your reservation five days in advance. However, we haven't received any notification from you this year, so we guessed that something might have delayed you. Therefore, we took the liberty of reserving a bouquet of white roses for you. Would you still like it?"
The florist's voice was gentle and polite, tinged with concern. Seeing that Yan Zhuoyu remained silent for a long time, she asked again with concern, "Miss Yan, are you alright? Did something happen?"
Yan Zhuoyu felt as if she had been doused with a bucket of cold water; her previous relaxed and joking mood vanished instantly.
She calmed herself down and said softly, "Yes, thank you for your help. Just deliver it to the Yan family tomorrow morning, as is the usual practice."