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

The spotlight suddenly went out, and the banquet hall fell into a brief darkness.

Long Weiwei subconsciously clutched the hem of her skirt - this sudden change made her feel a little uneasy.

But she quickly comforted herself: There must be a foreshadowing for a surprise, and Brother Luonan must want the next official announcement to be more shocking.

At this moment, the big screen behind her lit up, and the white light hit Long Weiwei's face, causing her to squint subconsciously.

A yellowed old photo appeared on the screen: at the Long family’s birthday party twenty years ago, three-year-old Long Weiwei was held in Grandpa Pei’s arms with a gold lock around her neck. The date was marked in the corner of the photo - June 1995, 6.

"Everyone," Pei Luonan's voice rang out, "many people have seen this longevity lock, but few know its origin."

The scene cuts to a close-up of the gift book, where the words "A longevity lock is given to the third-year-old daughter of the Long family" are clearly visible, with another six names neatly listed below, and "Birthday gift·Longevity lock" is marked after each name.

"Twenty years ago, my grandfather gave the same longevity lock to each of his seven children, including my cousin and Chairman Zhang's grandson, according to family tradition... It was a birthday gift, not an engagement token."

There was a murmur of discussion from the audience.

Long Weiwei's face turned pale.

But what was on the screen gave her no respite.

A restored recording suddenly sounded, and two old voices came out from it: "Old Pei, you're drunk! What nonsense are you talking about while holding my girl!"

"Hahaha, this girl is pretty, she's perfect for Luo Nan to marry!"

"Forget it, wait until the children grow up and make their own choices. As elders, we shouldn't interfere..."

Pei Luonan's voice rang out again, with a hint of subtle sarcasm: "The so-called 'agreement between the two old men' is just a joke made by my grandfather when he was drunk, and Mr. Long refuted it on the spot.

Chairman Zhang, Professor Li, and others present here can all testify to this.”

The camera panned over Chairman Zhang at the right moment, and he nodded seriously at the camera: "Yes, I was sitting next to the two old men at the time. Those were indeed drunken words, so don't take them seriously."

Long Weiwei's breathing began to quicken. She subconsciously looked at Pei Luonan, but saw only an icy indifference.

"Miss Long may have forgotten," Pei Luonan seemed to see through her thoughts and turned his gaze to the screen, "The financial situation of the Long Group in the past two years may be more worthy of attention."

The Long Group's financial statements instantly popped up on the screen, their losses dappled in red: 18 billion yuan in losses from overseas energy projects, 7 million yuan in losses from real estate projects, less than 198 million yuan in working capital, and a debt-to-equity ratio of %. Attached at the bottom was a scanned copy of a bank's collection letter, dated just three days prior.

"After the collapse of Long's overseas projects, their funding chain has been broken." Pei Luonan's voice was as precise as a scalpel. "They need a lifeline, and the fastest way is to use the identity of 'Pei's fiancée' to create momentum, attract investment, and stabilize the stock price."

His gaze fell on the pale-faced Long Weiwei. "This is also why Miss Long suddenly brought out a birth lock and claimed it was an engagement with the Pei family. After all, apart from this joke from twenty years ago, the Long family has no other bargaining chips to tie them to the Pei family."

"No! That's not true!" Long Weiwei screamed. "Brother Luonan, listen to me. These are all misunderstandings! Our engagement is real, and our grandfathers have acknowledged it!"

The discussions in the audience had turned into an uproar.

Those celebrities who had greeted Long Weiwei with smiles just now now looked at her with contempt in their eyes - it turned out that this "marriage of the century" was a self-rescue scam of the Long family from beginning to end.

"Misunderstanding?" The sarcasm in Pei Luonan's tone almost overflowed, "Then these, are they also misunderstandings?"

The screen changed and Long Weiwei's resume appeared.

The academic qualifications column reads "Master of Harvard Business School", but a certification message from the Ministry of Education immediately pops up next to it: "No such person found."

"Ms. Long's resume," Pei Luonan's voice was as cold as ice, "is forged."

Long Weiwei collapsed to the ground. She never imagined that these secrets that she thought were hidden perfectly would be discovered by Pei Luonan.

"There's something even more exciting." Pei Luonan's voice made everyone present prick up their ears.

The screen cuts to a court summons, with "Long Weiwei" prominently listed in the defendant column. The charge: commercial fraud. The attached indictment details her scheme, including how she bilked someone out of a 500 million yuan advance payment and then disappeared.

Long Weiwei's lips trembled and she couldn't utter a word.

Cold sweat soaked the back of her dress, making her feel like she was thrown into an ice cellar.

The comments in the live broadcast room have already exploded:

"Oh my god! Falsified resume + business fraud? This woman is horrible!"

"I used to sympathize with her because of the third party's involvement, but now it seems I was blind!"

But Pei Luonan obviously did not intend to stop there.

He raised his hand, and the content on the screen switched again to a set of customs anti-smuggling records: Three years ago, Long Weiwei smuggled a large amount of undeclared luxury goods from France and was seized by customs.

"Ms. Long's 'wonderful experiences' abroad are much richer than the 'rich love story' she fabricated." Pei Luonan's voice was like a heavy hammer hitting everyone's heart.

Someone in the audience gasped.

Long Weiwei completely collapsed. She screamed and struggled like a madman. Her hairpins were scattered and her hair was messy. How could she look like a socialite at all?

"Pei Luonan! You bastard! You did it on purpose! You knew it a long time ago, right? You just wanted to destroy me!"

"It wasn't me who ruined you." Pei Luonan's voice was filled with bone-chilling coldness, "It was your own greed and stupidity."

He raised his hand to signal, and a few seconds later, a marriage registration photo appeared.

In the photo, Long Weiwei is wearing a white wedding dress, nestled in the arms of a strange man, smiling sweetly. The registration date was two years ago.

"Ms. Long got married in Africa two years ago. Her husband is a construction worker. Their marriage is still valid today."

Pei Luonan's voice was like a thunderclap that struck Long Weiwei's head.

A court document popped up on the screen, a red seal prominently displayed: "Marital Status: Valid, Divorce Registration Not Completed."

These words were like a poisoned dagger, accurately piercing Long Weiwei's last line of defense.

She suddenly stopped struggling, staring at the photo with dilated pupils, muttering, "No, it's impossible. I clearly asked him to sign the divorce agreement..."

"A private agreement that hasn't been notarized by the court is legally meaningless." Pei Luonan's voice was as cold as the wind. "That means you not only forged your resume, are suspected of fraud, and are involved in smuggling, but you're also married."

The word "married" was like a heavy hammer, completely shattering all of Long Weiwei's dignity and hope.

Her eyes went dark and she fainted. The bodyguards dragged her out of the banquet hall like a dead dog.

Reporters pressed forward like crazy, flashlights blaring, and frantically filmed the evidence on the big screen.

Pei Luonan's eyes fell on the big screen - where, at some point, a picture of Gu Fanxing had appeared. In the photo, the sun shone on her face, and her smile was as clear as the sky after rain.

"I know that this farce has caused many people to misunderstand Miss Gu Fanxing."

Pei Luonan's voice suddenly softened, with an unquestionable firmness.

"Here, I officially declare: Gu Fanxing is the only girlfriend I, Pei Luonan, acknowledge. There is no third party between her and me, and there are no obstacles."

Outside, the sound of sirens was getting closer and closer.

When Long Weiwei was dragged out of the Pei family villa, she happened to see several police cars parked at the door - the victim of the commercial fraud case had already called the police.

Long Weiwei finally understood that she had never been a heroine. The stage she had worked so hard to step onto was not a ladder to wealth and glory, but the grave he had dug for her.