Deliberate seduction, Mrs. Pei also wants a divorce tonight

Pei Yao's noncommittal expression caught Pella's eyes.

Pella covered her mouth. How could she have imagined that in five years, this man had never given up. Not only did he not give up, but he also made him do it.

He had her back, and he was almost able to keep her with him forever.

Suddenly, Pera collapsed to the ground: "So Fatima is not dead..."

No wonder Pei Yao didn't erect a monument for her, no wonder Pei Yao asked her to tell Lu Qi something, no wonder the ring that was not given away was worn on Lu Qi's hand, but was smashed by Lu Qi.

There is no such thing as a substitute. It is clearly the same person. It was her five years ago, and it is still her five years later.

Pella burst into tears. What did she say to Lu Qi? !

"Mr. Pei, why don't you tell her?"

"Talk about your mother." At this moment, Pei Yao was really in a bad mood.

There are families celebrating Christmas all over the street downstairs, but damn, he is still searching the world for a wife. How can he be so graceful!

Say?

You told that little stray dog ​​to come home with you as soon as you saw it? Instead of trying to coax it with meat dumplings, it bit you twice. You took it home forcibly, and it turned around and dug a hole and ran away!

Before Pera could cry slowly, the white leader walked in.

Knowing that Pei Yao was too lazy to tell her, he conveyed his meaning: "Madam, we need you to call that person."

After adjusting her mood for a moment, Pyrrha understood.

The mysterious Ms. Vivian in California's Napa Valley is very defensive and difficult to find her exact location.

Pei Yao had done some investigation before coming here, but the information he could gather was very limited. The low-key and wealthy woman was now in San Francisco.

Perla nodded and took out her phone. "Fatima did give me Vivian's contact information, and it was Vivian who helped me come to San Francisco, but I've never met her in person."

To be honest, Vivian never showed up during the whole process of helping Pera. It was all done by her subordinates.

The only contact was a brief phone call.

Following the white leader's instructions, Pera called Vivian.

After a few rings, a mature and charming female voice with a pure American accent came from the other end of the phone: "Mrs. Rahman, how have you been recently?"

Pella stabilized her emotions and replied, "I'm fine. Thank you for your care... It's Christmas today. Is Miss Green busy? I want to bring the children over and thank you in person."

After he finished speaking, the other party was silent for a while, then smiled and said, "Okay. I'm not busy today. I'm at the Fremont Winery, come over."

Fifteen minutes later, the black car took Pera and her son away.

In the back, in a luxurious Rolls-Royce, the white leader sat in the passenger seat and looked at the seat behind him. "Sir, do we only need one team to keep an eye on the area around the winery?"

"Yeah." Pei Yao responded and looked at the golden and gorgeous street through the car window.

What Pera said to him just before she left...

Bai Yueguang's substitute?

It's so infuriating and funny. Who gets jealous of themselves?! He thought Fatima was his perfect match, but she wasn't?

She couldn't remember her own smurf, so she blamed him for remembering it! If he didn't help her remember it, would she rely on Yan Yang's unreliable AI?

He exhaled a breath from his lungs and sneered, "Do I really look like someone who's promiscuous?"

The white leader in front heard this. He could understand Chinese but couldn't speak it. He thought Pei Yao was talking to him and replied sincerely in English, "Very similar."

Pei Yao looked over and said, "James, shut up!"

James in front shut up, opened the car window, and reached out to stop the falling snow.

Christmas snow falls, the most wonderful time, with lights on and family opening presents. But he's not from here; his home base in the US is Chicago.

In order to find someone, a group of people ran here from far away.

He murmured to himself, "God bless me, I will be able to find my wife successfully later, and I can still rush home to celebrate the festival before eight o'clock."

Pei Yao frowned when he heard this.

But forget about God, God has never been friendly to him and always breaks up the relationship between him and Lu Qi.

I don’t know what temple Lu Qi worships every day. Is there no god to bless them for the rest of their lives?

The wandering Qingqiu fox might still hate him.

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Fremont Winery.

At this time, wine is being pulled out in trucks. During the festival, wine is selling like hot cakes.

The factory manager suddenly saw a top-of-the-line luxury Rolls-Royce coming to the door, with two more cars following in front and behind, as if they were escorting him.

The manager was a little surprised that there was no news of any wealthy merchants coming to trade today. He went to greet them and saw the car stopped outside the factory.

A Chinese nobleman came over, surrounded by several bodyguards.

"Sir..." The manager considered for a moment. He hadn't made an appointment, but he couldn't neglect him. "...you're visiting the winery unexpectedly. Are you the boss's guest?"

"Not really." Pei Yao was not sure whether the boss welcomed him or not.

He gave James a look, and James immediately said, "Our master heard that your wine is famous far and wide, and he wants to order all the remaining stock you have today."

So sudden? The manager was a little confused.

To be honest, the winery has no shortage of sales, but it is necessary to make friends with big customers.

The manager immediately said, "No problem. We still have 30% of our inventory left, a total of 20,881 pieces. If you think that's not enough, we can transfer it from other factories."

The words were spoken to James, but his eyes were looking at Pei Yao.

Knowing that James is the messenger, this gentleman is the real boss.

James glanced at Pei Yao. He understood without Pei Yao saying anything. He had spent as much time with Pei Yao as Simon.

He said bluntly: "We want to establish long-term cooperation with you. The manager can't make the decision on this matter. Why not ask the boss of your factory to come forward?"

If it were a weekday and their boss was not in the factory, they would still report it and then consider it.

It just so happens that the boss is here today.

The manager glanced at the person in charge and lowered his head.

He came here specifically because he knew the boss was here.

Nodding, the manager said, "Please wait a moment. I'll talk to the boss."

After saying this, the manager trotted into a warehouse of the winery.

In a moment, the manager came out again and invited Pei Yao in.

Inside the warehouse, several employees were coming in and out, and the light from outside shone in through the tall windows.

A woman with big curly hair is discussing the issue of making a new wine logo with a man in a suit.

The woman had a hot body, blonde hair and blue eyes, and was also a beautiful lady with a strong complexion. She wore a casual belly-exposing outfit, but she lacked Lu Qi's cuteness. After all, she was not a little fox from Qingqiu.

Form without spirit.

The woman looked up, listened to the manager's introduction, and walked over: "Mr. Cui from Chicago?"

I know that God doesn't care whether he lives or dies!

Pei Yao said calmly, "Yes, Vivian Green." He used her full name as a business courtesy.

After that, James was mostly the spokesperson. After all, if you visit the winery, you have to order the wine.

Half an hour later, Vivian signed a cooperation order with Chicago Lothar Group.

It was nothing, so Pei Yao turned and left the warehouse. Vivian politely saw him off to the door, and her assistant handed her a pack of cigarettes and a Cartier lighter.

Pei Yao suddenly stopped after glancing at the lighter...