Sweet Wife Arrives: Mr. CEO, Please Pamper Me
Chapter 78: V1: I am going on a business trip to France the day after tomorrow, you come with me.

Chapter 78: V1: I am going on a business trip to France the day after tomorrow, you come with me.

Feng Chengjin paused, frowning for a while at the matter Pei Yongyou had pointed out, "Where did you see that?"

Pei Yongyou chuckled softly, folding his arms and shaking his head at Feng Chengjin, "Don’t forget what I do? In Rong City, there isn’t a single thought that Mr. Pei can’t fathom. First of all, you’re too self-assured. Although you usually maintain a low profile, there aren’t many things that truly engage your interest. Especially eight years ago when you spent a fortune for a woman and went to the United States to start a company. Your reaction now is exactly like when you made that decision back then."

Feng Chengjin scoffed at the remark, turning his head in disagreement and shaking it.

"Don’t deny it, the way you feel anxious about emotions and the way you think about work are vastly different." Seemingly provoked by Feng Chengjin’s denial, Pei Yongyou rubbed his nose, as if trying to regain his stance.

"Secondly, as men, at this time..."

What’s wrong with being men? Feng Chengjin raised his eyes to gaze intently.

Seeing his reaction, Pei Yongyou pointed to his own watch, leaned closer with a peculiar sly smile, "Besides a woman arousing a man’s hormones wanting to find a place to release during the night, I can’t imagine what else would make you feel unsettled and eager to meet up now."

Meet up...

Thinking of Gu Zixuan’s sleeping face, Feng Chengjin’s eyes trembled slightly.

On the other side, An Lingfei, who was dealing the cards, frequently lifted her eyes, glancing through the gaps between several bosses towards that elegant and noble figure, almost perfect and impeccable, with her gaze studying something, smiling deeply...

...

As he left, Feng Chengjin stared at Pei Yongyou, who was thoroughly drunk and passed out in the back seat, his lips curving into a cold smile, "Send him home first."

Qin Nuo looked at Mr. Pei, who earlier misspoke a word and was then forced to drink heavily by the president, and couldn’t help but let a drop of cold sweat slide down his forehead, nodding, "Okay."

There was no alternative; when Mr. Pei gets rowdy, he truly embodies the wonderful tradition of Korean enthusiasm, with a relentless questioning stance that no one can withstand.

Although Feng Chengjin drank quite a bit too, it had no effect on him.

With his hands folded over his abdomen, he simply closed his eyes to rest.

The night gradually deepened, and the black Bentley Mulsanne sped by like a phantom.

The Pei Family and Feng Chengjin’s mansions were in opposite parts of the city, quite far apart.

After dropping Pei Yongyou off at the Pei Family villa, Qin Nuo drove and took the highway leading to the city ring.

However, once on the overpass, Qin Nuo kept glancing at him frequently.

Until the car nearly reached an intersection, Qin Nuo couldn’t help but slow down, cautiously asking, "President Feng, where... will you sleep tonight?"

Feng Chengjin opened his deep, dark eyes and looked at Qin Nuo.

Then, following his gaze to the road signs, he understood something.

Going straight continues on the ring city overpass, leading to the outskirts, turning right exits the overpass, entering the city center...

His brows quivered slightly, and Feng Chengjin turned his face, looking out the window, "You’re overthinking it."

The low tone made Qin Nuo quickly withdraw his expression, letting out a long sigh, feeling that he really was overthinking.

But as the car turned onto the road leading to the outskirts, watching his state, Qin Nuo felt that maybe he hadn’t thought too much.

Feng Chengjin said nothing, his deep eyes only staring at the nightscape of Rong City, tangled with a somewhat cold agitation.

Rong City at that moment was a sea of lights, appearing like a terrestrial star river embedded in the sky, with a unique landscape of coexisting rivers and seas, beautiful like a master’s oil painting.

Earlier, disrupted by Pei Yongyou, and now constantly hinted at by Qin Nuo...

Feng Chengjin rubbed his forehead, feeling even more bothered.

...

Shangpin Yuncui.

Late night.

Gu Zixuan did not wait for Feng Chengjin.

After Qin Nuo left, she, reminded by the items Feng Chengjin instructed to buy, unconsciously thought of He Qimo again.

She opened her phone, hoping for some miraculous apology, but there was none...

There were many messages, yet almost every one was a stiff "Where are you, call me back when you see this message."

The contrast was so evident.

Sneering at herself, she ran her fingers through her hair, slumping powerlessly against the sofa.

Ultimately, in no mood, she fell asleep again.

After waking up from the chilly living room air conditioning, it was now 2 AM, having groggily slept an entire day, leaving her biological clock completely scrambled.

Sitting in the living room, Gu Zixuan was no longer sleepy at all.

Staring blankly at the TV for a moment, she turned it on, the channel hopping at night amplifying the emptiness several folds. free we\bnove(l).com

Finally, having nothing else to do, she ordered some food on her phone.

There were very few stores open to take her order, she searched one by one, and finally found one.

But when the food arrived, she looked at it and lost her appetite again.

After a couple of bites, she quickly closed the food box, tossing it into the trash bin.