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Chapter 187 His Conditions

Chapter 187: Chapter 187 His Conditions

Qiao Rui was bewildered.

She had never expected Pei Liyan to suddenly talk about investing; she thought convincing him to invest would be harder than reaching the heavens.

But his sudden statement had stunned her, and she stared at the man with wide eyes, momentarily unable to regain her composure.

Seeing Qiao Rui’s expression, Pei Liyan was also amused.

He curved his lips into a faint smile and said, "Didn’t understand?"

"No!" Qiao Rui immediately shook her head, coming back to her senses. "It’s not that I didn’t understand; I thought I heard wrong. Why did you suddenly change your mind?"

"Suddenly changed my mind?" Pei Liyan raised an eyebrow. "What was my mind before?"

"I’m not talking about this time," Qiao Rui said. "I mean, before, you clearly said you wouldn’t invest, right? If it weren’t for my elder sister approaching you, you wouldn’t have given the Qiao Family the revolving funds."

"If I don’t give it this time, six billion would also go down the drain," Pei Liyan said gravely. "I probably won’t be able to recover a single dime."

Qiao Rui was stunned, but that was also true. "Then aren’t you afraid that putting in another eight billion will end up the same way, also going down the drain?"

"So, for investing these eight billion, there is a condition," Pei Liyan said seriously, his dark eyes staring at Qiao Rui intensely. "You first have to accept this condition for the funds to be in place."

Just as I thought, it’s not that simple.

Qiao Rui muttered inwardly, but still asked earnestly, "Then tell me, what’s the condition?"

"You take over management of the Qiao Family, at least be the person in charge of this project, and from now on, you’ll be in charge, and I can invest another eight billion in the Qiao Family," Pei Liyan didn’t beat around the bush and directly put forth his condition.

Although Qiao Rui had imagined many possible conditions, she hadn’t expected Pei Liyan to propose such a condition, which surprised her a lot.

Qiao Rui never thought he would say that.

"You want me to take over this project, is the goal to ensure all investments are recovered?"

Pei Liyan paused, his brow twitching, and counter-questioned, "Recovering the investment is the minimum."

"But, how are you so sure I’m talented enough to recover all these investments?"

"If you can’t, then you’ll spend a lifetime being my ox and horse," Pei Liyan stated flatly.

Qiao Rui frowned.

"Scared?" Pei Liyan asked lightly.

Qiao Rui shook her head. "Not really, just that, your proposal seems ridiculous, like you’re joking. I don’t understand business."

"You can learn," Pei Liyan said gravely.

"This isn’t something you learn, right?" Qiao Rui argued. "Are you serious, or are you just teasing me?"

"People who can come out of the Pei family’s secret room, this situation doesn’t count for much, right?" Pei Liyan rhetorically asked.

"That’s not much of a skill, a locksmith could have done it!" She really didn’t think that was any special talent.

However, as she said this, the man didn’t speak, only gazed deeply at her, his profound eyes as dark as a black hole in the universe, sharp and perspicacious.

Qiao Rui felt somewhat speechless under his stare.

"I feel I’m not up to it!" Qiao Rui said. "Forget it, besides this condition, is there anything else?"

Pei Liyan walked over again, standing in front of her.

Three centimeters away, he again stood before her and raised his hand to lift her chin.

Then, he leaned down, about to kiss her.

Qiao Rui was startled, instinctively closing her eyes.

But, she didn’t immediately push him away.

The man probably didn’t expect her to not resist; his lips reached Qiao Rui’s, and seeing no resistance from her, he suddenly stopped.

He didn’t kiss her.

Qiao Rui paused for a few seconds, then opened her eyes to look at the man.

His handsome face was right before her, those pitch-black eyes also before her, so close that he stared unwaveringly at her.

Qiao Rui felt like facing a major enemy, more frightened of the kiss.

But it’s this ambiguity about kissing, that was truly fatal.

Her body stiffened suddenly, tension building up as she tremulously said, "Are you really going to force me to do something?"

Pei Liyan looked at her softly parting red lips, his voice husky as he said, "Otherwise, if money is given out too easily, won’t everyone stop trying hard?"

"That’s true, such a huge amount of money," Qiao Rui sighed herself. "Indeed, it shouldn’t come to me so cheaply."

"Agreed?" Pei Liyan countered.

Qiao Rui: "...."

She was conflicted, pondering.

Should she agree, or refuse?

Just then, the phone suddenly rang.

Qiao Rui immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

It was Pei Liyan’s phone; he stepped back a bit and answered the call.

Qiao Rui also noticeably regained her senses.

Watching him on the phone, no longer within his breath’s reach, the heavy pressure was gone, and Qiao Rui finally took a deep breath.

Although the man was on the phone, his gaze still fixated on Qiao Rui, noticing her relieved expression flashing in his eyes, an indescribable taste appeared, seemingly mixed with the disappointment of not tasting her red lips.

It seemed like she wasn’t so eager for him to kiss her, even if he desired her, she wasn’t proactive.

Seemingly, she was worried about something.

Rejection, fear, concern, it seemed to have all.

Pei Liyan’s eyes half-closed, listening to Qiao Xiang’s voice on the phone, he was quite impatient.

Qiao Xiang said, "Can we meet?"

Pei Liyan’s voice was cold: "Business or personal?"

"Personal!"

"No time," Pei Liyan flatly refused.

Qiao Xiang was stunned, a bit embarrassed, and somewhat anxious as she urgently called out, "Liyan, I just want to see you once, is that so difficult?"

"Qiao Xiang!" Pei Liyan’s tone became stern, he said gravely: "I don’t have time."

Hearing his phone conversation, Qiao Rui was also stunned, it really was Qiao Xiang who called.

She looked towards Pei Liyan, just as the man’s eyes came over.

Their gazes met in midair.

Pei Liyan had already hung up the phone, quickly also putting away the phone.

His gaze still didn’t leave Qiao Rui’s eyes. "My condition, do you agree?"

Qiao Rui opened her mouth but didn’t speak.

"Qiao Rui, you don’t seem like a woman who is so disagreeable," Pei Liyan said gravely.

Qiao Rui pursed her lips and said, "Alright, I accept your condition, but my grandfather may not agree."

"This matter, let’s keep the old man hanging for a while, wait for Liancheng to come back, then discuss this matter," Pei Liyan said gravely.

Qiao Rui was taken aback, "Then will you change your mind in the meantime?"

Pei Liyan’s gaze rested on Qiao Rui’s face, such cunning and thinking too much.

"You’re afraid I won’t give the money!"

"Afraid you’ll go back on your word."

After all, he had done so before.

"Then there’s nothing I can do, you can only pray I don’t engage in such actions again," Pei Liyan said with a smile that wasn’t quite a smile.

Qiao Rui: "......."

Seeing her not speaking, he smiled faintly, "Just kidding, prepare an account; tomorrow let Fang Mo take you to the bank to set up an account capable of holding tens of billions in assets."