CEO's Ugly Flash-Marriage Wife Hides So Many Identities
Chapter 300: It’s Better to Confront Face to Face

Chapter 300: Chapter 300: It’s Better to Confront Face to Face

Pei Liyan held his phone, looking down at these photographs, when he suddenly felt that it was too coincidental.

These were taken in a car, clearly proposed on the spur of the moment.

But it was Ruirui’s suggestion.

Ruirui had made these suggestions, and also made some bold moves on him in the car.

Could it all have been calculated?

How could these photos be so clear?

Ruirui!

It must have been her who arranged for someone to take them.

"Who sent you these photos?" Pei Liyan was not panicked or ashamed; instead, he was very composed.

"Mr. Pei, is that the point?" Qiao Rui looked at him.

Lu Heming was also there, watching the conversation between these two people suddenly take this turn and feeling a bit worried.

Pei Liyan frowned deeply. "I’ll ask you again, who sent you these photos?"

"Ha!" Qiao Rui laughed coldly: "What, flying into a rage from embarrassment?"

Pei Liyan stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.

Qiao Rui didn’t struggle, but the man’s gaze suddenly turned to her hand.

Following his gaze, Qiao Rui saw that he was startled when he looked at her hand, a sly flash crossing the depths of his eyes.

She had just let Qi Yun apply a dot of nail polish on her fingernails.

It was just a touch, but instantly, the whole hand gave a different impression.

Qiao Rui’s eyes were fixed on the man’s pupils, and after seeing the disappointment flash through them, she found it amusing.

She thought, she wanted to play him for a bit.

Who told him to be so fickle in love.

After regaining her composure, Qiao Rui tried to withdraw her hand.

But Pei Liyan was still holding on tightly to her wrist, his gaze tinged with a hint of disappointment.

No!

He had thought it was a certain person.

Perhaps he was being delusional.

How could it be that person?

Pei Liyan was also startled by the delusions in his own mind.

When he looked into Qiao Rui’s eyes again, meeting her mockery, he frowned. "Tell me, who sent you the photos?"

"Who sent them isn’t important, what’s important is, how does Mr. Pei explain this?" Qiao Rui coldly retorted.

"I don’t think there is any need for explanation." Pei Liyan’s attitude was very firm.

"Heh!" Qiao Rui laughed coldly: "Then I also think I don’t need to answer."

As they spoke in such a manner, it was like a clash of swords, immediately tense and confrontational.

Lu Heming was also at a loss about how to help.

"President Pei, Mrs. Pei, you should go upstairs to talk about this. Could it be that there has been some misunderstanding?"

"There is no misunderstanding," Qiao Rui coldly said.

Lu Heming awkwardly smiled and then looked towards Pei Liyan.

Pei Liyan, holding onto Qiao Rui, said, "Let’s go upstairs to talk."

Qiao Rui gave a faint smile: "Is President Pei afraid of losing face? You also feel guilty, right?"

"Qiao Rui!" frowned Pei Liyan: "Are you sure you want to act like a classless shrew here, arguing with me?"

"Shrew?" Qiao Rui laughed coldly, "President Pei’s behavior is even worse than a shrew."

Pei Liyan was seething with frustration, she didn’t give him any face in front of Lu Heming at all!

"Let’s talk back at home," Pei Liyan said sternly.

Qiao Rui glanced at Lu Heming and directly said to Pei Liyan: "Let’s go back and talk, sure! Let me go first, I can walk by myself."

Pei Liyan’s expression tightened, fearing that Qiao Rui might do something else, so he reluctantly let go of her hand.

Lu Heming looked at Pei Liyan worriedly.

Pei Liyan didn’t pay attention to him, and went back to the suite with Qiao Rui.

As soon as the door opened, Pei Liyan asked in a deep voice: "Who exactly sent you these photos? Tell me now."

"You must have suspects in your heart already, don’t you?" Qiao Rui countered.

"Are you going to tell me or not?" Pei Liyan pressed: "Was it Ruirui who sent them to you?"

Qiao Rui just gave a cold laugh: "Heh!"

Pei Liyan frowned. "You don’t have to be so sarcastic."

"Can I not even laugh now?" Qiao Rui dropped her smile: "Faced with this content, what kind of attitude do you think I should take, Mr. Pei?"

"Since someone else sent you these things, they must have their own reasons; being smart as you are, I shouldn’t need to explain further," Pei Liyan tried to persuade her.

She instead laughed. "Looks like you don’t trust your lover very much!"

"She is not my lover," Pei Liyan said sternly.

"The photos already say enough, how much more intimacy is needed?" Qiao Rui looked at him, "After having your fill with me, you immediately went to Liu Garden to see someone else. At the Ludao Restaurant, when I asked you a question, you turned black-faced.

I was really angry, turned away thinking you might follow, but what happened?

You didn’t.

You met with your lover, and then you were very intimate with her in the car, and someone took photos.

With evidence in front of you, you still try to argue, coming up with all these grand-sounding reasons.

Mr. Pei, I think your eating manners are a bit ugly!"

Pei Liyan frowned: "I have never really been with her; it was just an accidental encounter. Now, I haven’t considered being with her. I just wanted to investigate some matters!"

"What matters do you want to investigate?" Qiao Rui watched him speak, not taking it too far.

But inside, she was still very angry.

If she hadn’t been one person appearing before him in two different identities, she might have really misunderstood.

But now, her so-called misunderstanding was nothing more than being upset and wanting to temporarily leave to deal with some things.

"I’m looking into the Song Family’s matters," Pei Liyan said: "The Song Family is being targeted; I want to know who instructed these people?"

"That’s Song Xun’s responsibility," Qiao Rui said seriously: "Don’t you think you’re being redundant? It’s overstepping for you to always meddle in other people’s business."

"Overstepping?" Pei Liyan sneered: "I’m afraid the one behind this is doing the same."

Qiao Rui was taken aback by the retort.

She had been managing the Song Family’s affairs for Song Muyu, indeed overstepping her role.

"Where there’s an uneven road, some will walk it," Qiao Rui countered.

"I also don’t want to see my friends have bad luck."

Qiao Rui was startled, changing the topic: "We’re talking about these photos now, how do you explain them?"

"I’ve said it, it’s a matter of perspective," Pei Liyan said sternly.

Qiao Rui pulled out her phone, pointing to two photos where a hand touched a thigh and a belt, she disputed: "Is it that the angle was purposely twisted to focus on the thigh and belt? Are you saying no one touched your thigh or belt?"

Caught off guard, Pei Liyan furrowed his brows: "Do you really see me as such a lecher in your heart?"

Qiao Rui looked at him and nodded earnestly. "Yes, a lecher with an especially high demand."

Pei Liyan was stunned for a moment.

Seeing him like this, Qiao Rui also found it funny inside.

"Mr. Pei has nothing to say now, right?"

After all, he had always been like that in front of her, highly demanding, and it wasn’t like she was insulting him.

"It’s not what you’re thinking," Pei Liyan narrowed his eyes and said gravely: "Looks like I really need to introduce you to Ruirui for a direct confrontation."