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

The next morning, the snow in Fengcheng stopped, and the sunlight shone through the thin clouds onto Pei Luonan's desk, reflecting a cold light.

He stood in front of a wooden wall nailed with blueprints, holding a red marker in his fingertips, repeatedly marking the bends of the geothermal pipes. The rustling sound of the pen tip scratching across the paper was particularly clear in the studio.

"Mr. Pei, the Long family's car just arrived at the construction site entrance." Kong Haoyu walked in, holding a tablet computer, his cotton shoes thumping on the concrete floor. "Ms. Long said she has additional information about the East Coast Wind Power Project and wants to give it to you in person. She also said she found one of your personal belongings and wants to return it to you."

Pei Luonan didn't even raise his head, and circled the words "Pipeline Diameter Adjustment" with his pen, making them particularly eye-catching: "Ask her to send an electronic version."

"But Miss Long has already come in."

Just as he finished speaking, the door of the command tent was pushed open from the outside, and a gust of cold wind rushed in.

Long Weiwei stood at the door wrapped in a camel cashmere coat, standing out from the crowd on the construction site filled with dust and the smell of engine oil. The black leather briefcase in her hand was obviously carefully prepared.

"Boss Pei, do you not welcome me?"

She took off her leather gloves, revealing fingers painted with bean paste-colored nail polish. Her tone was just the right amount of joking, "The supplementary information for the East Coast project involves core geological data. My father specifically instructed that it must be delivered to you in person. If the wrong version is sent and the project is delayed, it would be terrible."

She shook the velvet box in her other hand. "Besides, I have something to return to you."

Pei Luonan finally turned around, his eyes fell on the small box in her hand, his brows slightly furrowed.

Kong Haoyu tactfully retreated to the corner of the shed to sort out the scattered documents, but his eyes couldn't help but glance over here - Miss Long's attitude today was very subtle. She was rigorous in her official duties, but also had a bit of familiarity in her private dealings. Even the tone of her voice was a little softer than usual.

Long Weiwei pulled out a stack of drawings from her file bag. "This is the geological analysis that the Long Corporation's technical team redid overnight. Look here," she pointed to a color cross-section of one page and tapped the "Third Fault Zone" marking. "We found that the rock density here is 12% higher than previously estimated. If we lay the pipeline as planned, there may be a risk of fracture..."

As she spoke, the wind from the heater blew a few strands of her hair to the corners of her lips.

"Sorry." She was in a hurry to stroke her hair, and her movements were so hasty that her fingertips accidentally bumped into Pei Luonan's hand holding the marker. The pen fell to the ground with a "click" and rolled into the cement crack at his feet.

They both bent down to pick it up almost at the same time - her elbow hit his chest with a dull thud.

His palm subconsciously covered the back of her hand, and the warm touch seeped through the thin woolen glove.

Long Weiwei retracted her hand suddenly as if she was scalded. When she looked up, the tiny hairs on her eyelashes brushed against his chin. She could clearly smell the faint pine scent on him, mixed with the unique smell of dust from the construction site.

"Mr. Pei..." Her voice lowered a pitch, her cheeks flushed slightly, and the panic in her eyes did not seem fake.

Pei Luonan picked up the marker and, as he stood up, his fingertips carelessly brushed the ends of her hair. "Leave the information here." His voice was flat, and as he turned, the hem of his black jacket brushed past her knees, stirring up a gust of wind.

The surveillance camera in the corner of the shed was faithfully recording this scene. The angle was just right to capture the overlapping of their bodies when they bent down to pick up the pen, and the moment when her hair brushed against his fingertips, which was enough to arouse people's imagination.

"And this." She pushed a silver cufflink in front of Pei Luonan, "I picked it up at the wind farm last time."

Pei Luonan's eyes fell on the cufflinks, but he didn't pick them up.

Long Weiwei picked up the cufflinks and took two steps forward, intending to put them in the pocket of his suit, which was resting on the back of the folding chair. Unexpectedly, she tripped over an exposed wire and fell forward, the cufflinks flying off her fingertips, and her palm "panicked" pressed against his waist.

"Be careful!" Pei Luonan held her arm to steady her.

"S-sorry." She bent down to pick up the cufflinks.

The moment she bent down to pick it up, Pei Luonan also bent down at the same time, and their foreheads bumped lightly in mid-air, making a muffled sound.

"hiss--"

She covered her forehead and took a half step back, her eyes instantly red, and her voice was filled with real grievance.

"pain……"

Pei Luonan stood up, pinching his cufflinks, and looked at her flushed forehead, frowning even tighter.

"Long Weiwei, what exactly do you want to do?"

"I'm just here to deliver information and return something."

She sniffed, her voice tinged with tears.

"If Mr. Pei doesn't welcome me, I'll leave now."

As she said this, she turned around to pick up the coat hanging on the back of the chair, but her foot slipped and she fell backwards - this time she really didn't stand firmly, and the stiletto heels of her high heels got stuck in the crack of the concrete floor.

Pei Luonan reached out to grab her, clasped his palm around her waist, and pulled her back half a step.

Long Weiwei's back hit his chest, and his chin rested on the top of her head. The two of them remained in this position for two seconds. The hot air from the heater blew on their overlapping shadows, creating a kind of ambiguous warmth.

"Thanks……"

Her voice was muffled in his arms, and her shoulders trembled slightly, as if she was really scared.

When Pei Luonan let go of his hand, his brows twisted into a "川" shape: "Kong Haoyu, send Miss Long out."

After Long Weiwei stood firm, no one noticed that her hands hanging at her sides were quietly clenched - the series of "accidents" just now were enough for the surveillance camera to record the most exciting clips: her red eyes when their foreheads touched, his palms clasping her waist, and the half-second hug, which were enough to make people imagine.

"I put the information on the table." She picked up the file bag and turned around when she reached the door. Her eyes fell on the cufflinks in Pei Luonan's hand. Her tone was a little cautious and tentative, "That cufflink...you'd better keep it. After all, it's yours."

After saying that, he pushed the door open and walked out, his back quickly disappearing in the flying dust.

The command tent fell silent in an instant. Kong Haoyu looked at the scattered blueprints on the ground. Just as he was about to bend down to pick them up, he heard Pei Luonan say, "No need to pick them up. Burn them."

He was stunned for a moment, then reacted, picked up the drawings and walked to the metal trash can in the corner. The lighter clicked, and the orange-red flame licked the edge of the paper, burning the cross-sectional drawings marked "core data" to ashes.

"Check Long's recent capital flows, especially the approval progress of the East Coast project." He walked to the wooden wall, picked up another marker, and said in a voice as cold as ice, "Also, give me the backup hard drive of today's surveillance footage."

Kong Haoyu went out in response, but he was secretly muttering in his heart - his boss had obviously noticed something was wrong. Miss Long's "accidents" today were so numerous that it seemed like a carefully choreographed play.

At this time, Long Weiwei was sitting in the warm car, watching the pictures projected on the car screen: the first one was the hands of the two people overlapping when they bent down to pick up a pen, the second one was the top of her head brushing against his lower abdomen when she squatted down to pick up the cufflinks, the third one was a close-up of their foreheads touching, and the fourth one was the most fatal - his palm clasping her waist, and her back leaning on his chest.

"Assistant Kong was present the entire time and didn't raise any suspicions?" Assistant Wang saved the edited photos into an encrypted folder. "Do I need to let someone I know know about this?"

"Not urgent."

Long Weiwei looked at her blushing cheeks in the photo, a sneer appearing at the corner of her mouth.

"To be on the safe side, we need a most lethal trump card. Gu Fanxing will arrive in Fengcheng tomorrow, which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity."

As the night deepens, the wind in Fengcheng contains more and more omens.

Long Weiwei looked at the footage in the surveillance video, a determined smile appearing on the corner of her mouth.

This game in the name of "legitimacy" has just begun.