Abstinence Pei, don't be too sweet when chasing your wife

After returning from signing the contract in the North, Pei Luonan's life is still busy and orderly.

That day, Pei Luonan leaned back in the leather swivel chair in the president's office, the cold white light of the tablet computer reflecting his slightly furrowed brows.

As the helmsman of the Pei Group, he was already accustomed to maneuvering in the business empire. However, at this moment, his fingers that were swiping across the screen suddenly froze - a piece of news titled "The Royal Archaeological Institute of Country S's Global Antique Art Tour Exhibition is about to begin, and it is sincerely seeking top sponsors" caught his attention like a magnet.

The glaze of the Tang Dynasty tri-color horse in the accompanying picture flows in the sunlight, and the horse's mane flying in the air gradually overlaps with the lively look in Gu Fanxing's eyes when he talks about archaeology.

The fragments of my time with her came flooding back to me like a tide: she always loved to sit at the workbench in the research institute, cleaning up pottery fragments while chattering on and on about the stories behind the artifacts; late one night when she was working overtime, she held up a newly restored bronze ware, her eyes shining brighter than the spotlights in the laboratory.

“I must seize this opportunity.”

Pei Luonan's Adam's apple rolled, and his fingertips repeatedly stroked the three-colored horse on the screen, with a gentle arc rarely seen by others at the corner of his mouth.

"But until then, we have to keep it a secret. This is going to be a big surprise for my little wife."

He pressed the intercom hard, and the cold voice startled Kong Haoyu on the other end of the line, making him subconsciously straighten his back. "Come to my office immediately with the group's highest-level cooperation plan! Remember, this matter must be kept strictly confidential. Miss Gu must not know a single word of it!"

Five minutes later, Kong Haoyu rushed into the office with documents in his arms and saw Pei Luonan turning the tablet upside down on the table.

"Mr. Pei, please take a look at this bidding information..."

"We're not looking, we're taking it." Pei Luonan stood up and approached the French window, the neon lights of Huacheng fading into a strip of light behind him. "The Pei family must be determined to obtain the exclusive sponsorship rights for the S Country Royal Archaeological Exhibition. From now on, the highest confidentiality mechanism will be activated. All participants must sign a three-level confidentiality agreement. If any information is leaked, legal action will be taken directly."

When he turned around, his gaze was like an ice-hardened blade. "The plan must include three core elements: first, the artifacts that Gu Fanxing helped to restore must be the main exhibition area; second, a dedicated documentary should be produced to loop her daily work; and third, the entire VIP exhibition route must be designed in her favorite lavender theme."

For the next 72 hours, the Pei Group headquarters was caught in a war without gunpowder.

The lights in the top-floor conference room were on all night, and the sound of printers spinning paper mixed with the sounds of arguments.

The marketing department's proposal was overturned nine times. Pei Luonan sneered at the sand table model: "Is the layout of this exhibition area for elementary school students?"

The lawyers in the legal department were in tears over more than 20 confidentiality agreements. The name "Gu Fanxing" in the terms was replaced with the encrypted code "Xingmang", and even the changes in punctuation had to be reviewed by Pei Luonan personally.

After the financial director tremblingly handed over the budget report with an astronomical amount of sponsorship funds, Pei Luonan slammed the black card on the table without even looking up.

"I'll transfer money from my personal fund and tell the research institute that Pei will not only provide funding, but will also utilize the global logistics network to escort the transportation of the cultural relics and implant the group's newly developed iris recognition security system free of charge."

When Wang Xinyi, who was far away in the north, learned that Pei had suddenly intervened in the field of archaeology, she was choosing a haute couture dress in the fitting room.

"Pei Luonan has always only done profitable business. An archaeological exhibition..."

She suddenly remembered the fleeting tenderness that Pei Luonan had shown when Kong Haoyu talked about Gu Fanxing, and then she grabbed her Chanel jacket and rushed out, "Get the car ready! I'm going to check on that archaeological intern and find out why Pei Luonan was so flustered!"

She mobilized all of the Wang Group's connections in Huacheng, and even disguised herself as a tourist to stake out near the Archaeological Institute, trying to find Gu Fanxing's weaknesses.

At this moment, Gu Fanxing was wearing goggles and carefully cleaning a Han Dynasty pottery figurine.

The cell phone vibrated on the workbench, and the caller ID of Pei Luonan made her mouth curl up unconsciously.

"Is the CEO here to check on me again?"

"I want to hear if my archaeologists found any treasure today."

There was the sound of shuffling documents on the other end of the phone, but Pei Luonan softened his voice.

“I found a super cute ceramic pig today!”

Gu Fanxing held the cultural relic close to the microphone and said, "I'll take a picture and show it to you after it's restored..." Her voice was suddenly interrupted by her colleague's shout.

"No need to talk about it, the director called me! Let's talk tonight!"

Pei Luonan listened to the busy tone on the phone and smiled softly.

On the computer screen, the cooperation agreement sent by Country S has entered the final confirmation stage, and the most critical link - obtaining Gu Fanxing's household registration book, has to start from Gu's grandmother.

He began to repeatedly rehearse how to persuade Grandma Gu, and even prepared multiple versions of the dialogue, analyzing the questions that Grandma Gu might ask and thinking of response strategies in advance.

The next day, while Gu Fanxing was working overtime, Pei Luonan knocked on the door of the Gu family villa carrying osmanthus cake.

When the housekeeper opened the door, the sound of opera came from the TV.

After Pei Luonan walked into the villa and greeted his grandmother, he got straight to the point.

He took out the carefully prepared information from his briefcase and told his grandmother the whole story.

After listening to Pei Luonan's story, grandma's eyes gradually became moist.

"Xiao Pei, Xingxing has always treasured cultural relics since he was young."

She trembled and held his hand. "You understand her better than grandma does. Wait, I'll get the household registration book for you."

The moment the camphorwood box was opened, Pei Luonan smelled the scent of time.

The household registration booklet wrapped in red silk still held the warmth of his body temperature. He carefully took it, as if holding a rare treasure. "Don't worry, grandma. I will definitely give Xingxing an unforgettable surprise."

Just in case, he also asked Kong Haoyu to back up all the information in the household registration book and use multiple encryption storage.

At ten o'clock in the morning at the Exit and Entry Administration, Pei Luonan was waiting in the VIP channel for his passport to be processed.

The blue light from the electronic screen reflected the bloodshot in his eyes, but it could not hide the expectation in his eyes.

When the passport with Gu Fanxing's photo fell into his palm, he gently stroked the gold-plated national emblem and whispered, "My star, are you ready to welcome your starlight?"

He repeatedly checked the passport information, checked the visa application progress, and even contacted the airline personally to select the most comfortable flight seat for Gu Fanxing and arranged for someone to pick her up at the airport.

At this moment, Wang Xinyi was staring at the photos sent by the private detective.

The images of Pei Luonan entering and leaving Grandma Gu's house in the photos stung her eyes. She smashed the red wine glass to the ground, and the scarlet wine formed snake-like patterns on the Persian carpet: "Gu Fanxing, what gives you the right..."

She grabbed her phone and quickly dialed an overseas number, her voice hoarse with jealousy.

"I can't let her go to Country S. Is creating a car accident too obvious? Then I can arrange for her to come into contact with the flu virus, or tamper with her food, or even make trouble for the people around her..."

Her nails dug deep into her palms.

"As long as she can't go, I will be the only one by Pei Luonan's side."

After hanging up the phone, she had to prepare some more plans to ensure that everything went smoothly.

So, she arranged several groups of people to wait in different places at the same time, looking for the best time to create an accident for Gu Fanxing.

Gu Fanxing, who was completely unaware, was recording data on the newly unearthed pottery.

The phone suddenly vibrated, and Pei Luonan's message popped up: Next Friday, I will take you to see "Romance Across a Thousand Years". If you dare not come, you will bear the consequences at your own risk.

She stared at the screen, bewildered: What the hell was Pei Luonan up to? What kind of romance spanning a millennium? She had no idea that a carefully planned surprise and a quietly approaching crisis were slowly unfolding in the night.