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

When Long Weiwei was pulled out by Long Zhenbang, her high heels stumbled on the steps covered with light snow.

She suddenly shook off her father's hand. "Dad, what are you doing?" She stomped her feet, her burgundy nails almost digging into her palms. "I haven't finished talking yet!"

Long Zhenbang took off his snow-soaked scarf, his face as gloomy as if snow was about to fall. "You have to leave even if you haven't finished talking! Look at what you're wearing! What kind of nonsense are you saying? You've brought shame to the Long family!"

"What are you embarrassed about?" Long Weiwei glared at him, the wildness in her eyes not diminishing at all. "I like Pei Luonan and want to pursue him. What's so shameful about that? Do I have to be like Deputy Mayor Chen's daughter, blushing and lowering my head when I see a man, to be considered well-behaved?"

She had spent eighteen years in South America and was used to expressing her love and hate in the most direct way. In the three months since she returned to Fengcheng, she had always felt suffocated by words like "rules" and "decency".

Long Zhenbang looked at his daughter's red nose, and the anger in his heart suddenly dissipated.

He pulled out a gold-stamped velvet box from his suit pocket. Inside was an emerald necklace, the cut surface gleaming coldly in the snow. "I had this made by the jewelry store last week. You said you liked it last time..."

"I don't want this broken stone."

Long Weiwei raised her hand and knocked over the box. "I want Pei Luonan. Dad, help me."

She suddenly softened her voice, and a rare hint of vulnerability flashed in her eyes.

During her eighteen years of wandering, she had seen too much of the fickleness of human nature and knew that she had to fight for what she wanted.

Pei Luonan's calm and self-possessed temperament, like a lone mountain on the ice field, gave her the desire to conquer him - more importantly, he was strong enough to be her support.

"Do you know who Pei Luonan is?" He sighed and picked up the gem. "The Pei family has been established in Huacheng for a hundred years. Pei Luonan himself is a well-known business genius in the business world. He is cold and abstinent. Many celebrities want to get close to him but can't..."

"That's because they don't have the ability."

Long Weiwei interrupted him with a firm tone.

"Dad, didn't you say you would give me the best? Pei Luonan is the best."

Sitting in the back seat of the car, Long Weiwei thought of the scarf exposed from the inside of Pei Luonan's suit. The stitches were crooked, and it was obvious that it was hand-knitted. Perhaps it was knitted by some inconspicuous woman, but so what? Any woman would be vulnerable in the face of absolute strength.

"How do you want me to help you?" Long Zhenbang's voice was hoarse. He knew his daughter's temper. Once she made up her mind, no one could change her mind.

If it weren't for his negligence back then, his daughter wouldn't have been stranded outside for eighteen years. Now, it seems that all he can do is to meet her demands as much as possible.

"It's very simple." Long Weiwei took out her tablet and opened the document. "Next month, the Pei Group will be bidding for the East Coast wind power generation project in Fengcheng. The approval authority lies with the Development and Reform Commission, and Director Zhang is your old subordinate. Also, Professor Schumann will be giving a lecture at Fengcheng University next Saturday. Please help me get the invitation."

She paused, her eyes sharp: "Most importantly, I want Pei Luonan's entire schedule. When and where he is, what he does, which hotel he stays in, and who he meets, I want to know."

Long Zhenbang's brows knitted together: "Weiwei, business is no joke. Pei Luonan has never been interested in these twists and turns."

"He would be willing."

Long Weiwei smiled like a little beast determined to win.

"No matter how calm a man is, he can't resist a woman's initiative. Besides, am I bad looking? In terms of family background and ability, which woman in Fengcheng can compare to me?"

She thought of the scarf and her eyes grew a little colder.

"So what if he has someone in his heart? As long as he's not married, I have a chance. Dad, just consider this as compensation for the suffering I've endured over the past eighteen years and help me this time."

The word "compensation" hit Long Zhenbang's heart like a heavy hammer.

On that rainy night eighteen years ago, he lost his daughter in the fight for inheritance. Over the years, he always dreamed of her crying in the mud of the slums.

Now that she has returned, with all her edges and scars, it seems that he has no other way to atone for his sins except to meet her demands.

"Okay." He finally nodded, his voice tired.

"I'll go say hello to Director Zhang. I'll have Professor Schumann's invitation letter delivered by his assistant tomorrow morning. As for Pei Luonan's schedule..." He paused, "Pei Luonan's special assistant Kong Haoyu is the son of my old comrade-in-arms. I can ask him indirectly."

Long Weiwei smiled immediately, leaned over and kissed him on the cheek: "I knew Dad was the best."

The snow outside the car window was getting heavier. Long Weiwei looked at the photo of Pei Luonan on her phone and swiped her finger across the screen: "Pei Luonan, just wait. It won't be long before you're mine."

Long Zhenbang looked at the determined look on his daughter's face, and a trace of uneasiness crossed his heart.

He took out an album from the drawer, which contained an old photo - a young him holding his baby daughter, with his wife standing beside him with a beautiful smile.

"Shuyun, did I do something wrong?" He muttered to himself, looking at the photo. "Tell me, can Weiwei really be happy like this?"

The next morning, in the Fengcheng Municipal Government meeting room, Director Zhang smiled broadly as he looked at the documents. "Boss Long, don't worry. I will definitely pay special attention to Pei's proposal for the East Coast Wind Energy Project."

"By the way, could you get me an extra invitation for Professor Schumann's lecture next Saturday? My daughter is interested in new energy sources."

Long Zhenbang felt a little guilty in his heart. He knew that Long Weiwei wanted the invitation letter not because she was interested in new energy, but to meet Pei Luonan.

"What's so difficult about this?" Director Zhang immediately picked up his pen and said, "I'll have my secretary send it directly to Long Mansion."

Three days later, Long Zhenbang's special assistant called Kong Haoyu.

Kong Haoyu yawned on the other end of the phone and said lazily, "Brother Wang, what's the matter?"

"Haoyu," Special Assistant Wang said warmly, "Mr. Pei will be coming to Fengcheng next Saturday. Mr. Long said he wanted to invite him to dinner to discuss possible cooperation between Ice Cave Energy and geothermal heating."

Kong Haoyu's heart skipped a beat.

He recalled Long Weiwei's determined look at the summit, and he had a hunch that something bad was wrong. "Boss Pei has a lot of projects on his plate lately, so I'm afraid he won't be able to spare the time. Let's talk about it later."

Special Assistant Wang continued, "By the way, do you know which hotel Mr. Pei likes to stay at? Last time I saw him staying at the Platinum Hyatt in Fengcheng, does he have any preferences?"

Kong Haoyu frowned, said a few vague words, hung up the phone, and immediately went to find Pei Luonan.

"Brother Nan, something's wrong with the Long family." He placed his phone on the table. "Special Assistant Wang just asked when you were going to Fengcheng and which hotel you were staying in. It was probably that Long Weiwei's idea."

Pei Luonan was looking at the temperature monitoring data of the ice cave. He didn't even look up when he heard this: "Don't worry about it."

"How can we just ignore it?" Kong Haoyu was anxious. "Long Weiwei is obviously someone who won't give up until she achieves her goal. And Long Zhenbang loves her. If he really wants to use some tricks..."

He thought of the handmade scarf and shuddered suddenly. "You'd better tell Fanxing, so she won't be caught off guard."

Pei Luonan stopped writing and typed out the last set of data with his fingertips: "Fanxing is not such a fragile person." He paused, his eyes softening, "Besides, Long Weiwei wants 'President Pei', not me. When she finds out she's pursuing the wrong person, she will naturally give up."

Kong Haoyu looked at his confident expression and suddenly found it funny.

His boss is as shrewd as a fox in business, but as pure as a blank sheet of paper in love - he will probably never understand that a woman like Long Weiwei, once she sets her sights on a target, will gnaw on her, flesh and bones alike.

At this moment, Pei Luonan received a photo sent by Gu Fanxing.

In the photo, she is holding up freshly baked cookies, her eyes curved into crescents with a smile, and the caption is: "Waiting for you to come back and eat them."

His fingertips slid across the screen, a gentle smile in his eyes, completely unaware that a web woven of ambition and calculation was slowly tightening around him.