CEO's Ugly Flash-Marriage Wife Hides So Many Identities
Chapter 242: Tell Qiao Rui, I’m Waiting for Her

Chapter 242: Chapter 242: Tell Qiao Rui, I’m Waiting for Her

As soon as Pei Liyan heard this, his expression darkened, and with a glance at Lu Heming as piercing as a hawk’s, he spoke with a deep voice, "Heming, it seems the hotel room’s soundproofing needs to be redone."

Lu Heming felt a rush of heat to his forehead and hurriedly nodded, "Yes, President Pei, I will arrange it immediately!"

"Forget about it, the soundproofing isn’t the issue, you’re just too loud." He Zheng looked at Pei Liyan with a meaningful smile, "What’s really going on with you?"

Pei Liyan’s voice was cold and emotionless. "Want to know?"

He Zheng was stunned for a moment and then chuckled. "Not really!"

Pei Liyan stopped talking, took a sip of his drink, and placed the glass down.

Lu Heming looked at them and spoke, "President Lu, Mr. He, Heming needs to step out for a bit to handle some business, please excuse me."

"Go ahead!" He Zheng nodded.

Lu Heming looked at Pei Liyan, and after receiving Pei Liyan’s approval, he left.

Only the two of them were left in the room.

He Zheng said, "Heming tactfully left to give us space to chat, why so unhappy? It couldn’t be because Qiao Rui rejected you, could it?"

Pei Liyan gave him a glance and spoke indifferently, "It seems you really have too much free time!"

"Hahaha!" He Zheng burst into laughter. "Seems like your encounter with Qiao Rui this afternoon wasn’t very pleasant, could it be that the lady refused your advances and left you frustrated?"

Pei Liyan’s eyes flashed dangerously.

He Zheng joked with a smile, "Don’t react so sharply, man, I’m just concerned about you. Come on, tell me, and let me offer you some advice?"

Pei Liyan ignored him, picked up his glass again, and took another drink.

"Your silence really speaks volumes!" He Zheng joked again.

Pei Liyan couldn’t help but frown, seeing He Zheng prying even into his personal affairs was just too idle.

"Don’t frown!" Seeing him like this, He Zheng chuckled again, "I’m really curious about what happened this afternoon!"

"Boring!" Pei Liyan retorted shortly and took another drink. His handsome face showed no joy, very indifferent, even somewhat gloomy.

Seeing him like this, He Zheng pushed some food toward him on the table. "Don’t just drink, eat something. Take care of your body."

"Mind your own business!" Pei Liyan showed no interest in the food on the table and did not move his chopsticks.

"I definitely will, don’t worry about me," He Zheng said with a smile.

He had figured it out; something unpleasant definitely happened that afternoon, whether it was frustration or something else...

He hoped it was just frustration and nothing more.

Pei Liyan clearly didn’t want to discuss these matters and changed the subject. "How’s He Lan?"

"She?" He Zheng mentioned his sister with a headache, "She won’t let me interfere, and right after the engagement party ended, she left with Qiao Xiang."

"Did she go back to Qingcheng?" Pei Liyan asked.

"I don’t think so," He Zheng shook his head, "Forget about her, that girl is definitely out having fun. Who knows if she is joyful somewhere now?"

"Liancheng might not be safe right now," Pei Liyan said gravely, "Call He Lan and tell her to return to Qingcheng early."

"With Qiao Xiang there, there shouldn’t be any big issues, Qiao Xiang still has self-control," He Zheng said.

Pei Liyan, hearing him say this, didn’t comment further.

He Zheng picked up the phone and called He Lan.

The call connected quickly, "Bro, what do you want?"

"Stop fooling around. Your friend’s engagement party is over. Head back to Qingcheng now."

"No need for you to manage!" He Lan retorted irritatedly, "You’ve been ordering me around all day. I’m just out having fun, and even Mom and Dad aren’t bothering me, so why should you? I don’t need you to look after me."

He Zheng was also irritated to the point his brows furrowed intensely. "You think I want to manage you?"

"Who asked you to?" He Lan hung up the phone directly.

He Zheng, looking at the hung-up call, was speechless and complained to Pei Liyan, "See, I told you there’s nothing wrong. She’s having a blast."

"Good to know!" Pei Liyan felt more relieved.

"It’s fine!" He Zheng put down the phone, leaned forward, and with a lazy smile and a couple of coughs, continued to pry, "So, is there really nothing you want to tell me?"

"What do you hope I have to tell you?" Pei Liyan responded flatly.

"No fun anymore!" He Zheng shrugged, "You’re really no fun like this."

Unmoved, Pei Liyan spoke faintly, "You’re even less fun."

He Zheng chuckled, "Yes, it’s not fun, but I’m worried about you!"

After saying this, his expression turned serious, and he looked into Pei Liyan’s eyes with genuine concern.

Pei Liyan, seeing him get serious, also became earnest, "You don’t need to worry, there’s nothing wrong."

"If you say there’s nothing wrong, then it must not be serious," He Zheng nodded and did not press further.

Sometimes, even between friends, space is needed.

However, He Zheng later realized that Pei Liyan didn’t eat at all that night, just kept drinking.

Half an hour later, Lu Heming returned.

Upon arrival, he said to Pei Liyan, "President Pei, our people spotted your wife’s figure in the surveillance at the intersection."

Pei Liyan was startled and looked at Lu Heming. "Is there a photo?"

"Yes, but it’s a bit blurry. However, it’s clear that it’s your wife’s figure. Our surveillance captured her as she left Ludao," Lu Heming opened his phone and showed the screenshots from the subordinate to Pei Liyan.

Pei Liyan opened the images and took a look—indeed, it was Qiao Rui, wearing her clothes, but why had she left Ludao?

Her location wasn’t near the main entrance; she must have climbed over the wall.

What did this girl mean by that?

"Is this the only photo?" Pei Liyan asked with a heavy tone.

"Yes, these are all we could capture," Lu Heming said, "The madam has left!"

He didn’t know what exactly Qiao Rui was up to, but it looked very unusual.

He wasn’t sure whether to continue investigating, so he came to ask Pei Liyan.

He Zheng also was stunned, "Wasn’t she captured at Ludao’s main gate?"

"No!" Lu Heming said, "There’s no blockage on the road there, but her figure wasn’t captured."

"Are there any photos of her coming back?" Pei Liyan asked.

"No!" Lu Heming shook his head.

"What time?" Pei Liyan asked heavily.

"2:15 PM," Lu Heming answered, "Just five minutes after you left Ludao."

Pei Liyan furrowed his brows slightly and stood up pondering.

"Liyan, don’t be impulsive," He Zheng seeing him stand swiftly, immediately advised, "There might be a reason."

"You don’t need to investigate further!" Pei Liyan said to Lu Heming, "Guessing you won’t find out much more anyway."

That was enough.

Pei Liyan quickly left the private room and returned to the hotel suite.

But there was no one in the room.

Si Ran wasn’t there either.

It seemed both of them had gone out together.

Pei Liyan picked up the phone and called Si Ran, "Where are you?"

"President, I just finished dining with madam at the restaurant downstairs. We’re getting ready to head up!"

"Good, tell Qiao Rui I’m waiting for her!"