Deliberate seduction, Mrs. Pei also wants a divorce tonight

On the 24th floor, two elevator doors opened one after the other.

Ten security guards in black uniforms walked out of the previous elevator one after another, but they did not look like ordinary hotel security guards.

The way he walked was very much like a well-trained soldier.

More than ten people ran quickly across the corridor and surrounded the entire corridor.

The leading man, with a handsome appearance and a headset hanging on his ear, had a stern expression on his face. He strode to the open door of the British suite and met Pei Yao who had just walked out.

"Why didn't you answer the phone after calling several times?"

Pei Yao smiled faintly, glanced at the door of the emergency passage, and said casually: "Captain Jin, I have a private life."

The man stared at him speechlessly. "Borrowing the Queen's room for private matters, what a young master! Teacher Yang was right back then. If you're not a special forces soldier anymore, you're capable of anything."

As soon as he finished speaking, the man seemed to realize that something was wrong and added, "Sorry, I forgot. I shouldn't have mentioned her."

"Why not mention it?" Pei Yao raised the corners of his mouth and smiled.

He was quite casual, making it hard for men to tell whether he cared about what he said or was just completely free and easy.

Before I could ask, another elevator opened and a middle-aged woman and an old man walked out, followed by a young man in his thirties.

The young man smiled when he saw Pei Yao and greeted him in English: "Mr. Pei, it's been a long time."

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At the same time, on the 23rd floor, up the stairs.

Lu Qi walked downstairs holding her windbreaker and high heels, and re-examined her new clothes.

Suddenly he noticed that his cuffs were unbuttoned. He put down his shoes and folded his cuffs, only to see an exquisite cat-shaped decoration hanging on the cufflinks.

I couldn't help but laugh. This guy actually has a special liking for cats.

After thinking about it, Lu Qi turned around and walked back to the 24th floor.

Just ask.

Do you want to have dinner together tonight?

I didn't mention divorce, I just suddenly wanted to have dinner with him.

However, as soon as I reached the stairs on the 24th floor, I saw the cordon.

Two tall foreign bodyguards stood outside the fire door. The shape of their suits resembled the boxy European styles, close-fitting, but with what appeared to be thick clothing underneath, with a slight bulge at one side of the waist.

When the two men saw Lu Qi, they didn't react much. They didn't ask or say anything, but they seemed to be staring at her closely under their sunglasses.

Lu Qi suddenly realized that there might be some important person on the 24th floor at this moment.

Pretending nothing was wrong, Lu Qi walked upstairs and chose not to enter the floor.

After all, he couldn't get in, so he went up the stairs to the 25th floor, lowered his footsteps, and stopped in the corridor of the 25th floor.

Suddenly, she remembered the special reception she had heard about downstairs earlier. Pei Yao should have come out a step later than her, and he should still be on the 24th floor. Could this special reception really have something to do with him?

As if possessed by a ghost, Lu Qi took out a pair of earphones, put them in his ears, raised his hand, and fiddled with the black and gold bracelet.

"Yan Yang, help me switch to the radio equipment near the 24th floor so I can listen."

[Okay, boss, please wait a moment. We've detected the anti-monitoring control. It will take about three minutes to be activated.]

The sound of electricity rustled past my ears. After a long while, a man's noble voice came from the headphones.

It was in English: [It's so hard to see you now. I still miss you and Teacher Yang saving my life in Malacca.]

Soon, another voice sounded. Although it was also in English, Lu Qi could tell it was Pei Yao's.

【There’s no need to dwell on what happened ten years ago.】

The man then said, "I didn't see Teacher Yang. Isn't she your girlfriend? Why isn't she with you?"

Pei Yao was silent for a while.

I heard his gentle laughter, which was quite meaningful: [She...is not my girlfriend anymore.]

Lu Qi was slightly stunned. He didn't expect that he would hear such ancient gossip when eavesdropping for the first time.

My girlfriend from ten years ago, Teacher Yang?

At this time, the signal in the headset was getting weaker and weaker, and Yan Yang reminded: [Boss, we are experiencing frequency interference. Do you want to reconnect?]

"No need." Lu Qi took off his headphones.

I was just curious at first, but now I don't want to delve into it any further.

Teacher Yang, is this the first love that “I’ve loved for ten years but never got”?

Think about it and shake your head.

This person, indeed. Talking about breaking up with his first love, it's like saying "today's food is not fresh anymore" is a trivial matter, and he laughs. I don't know what's so happy about it?

But, what was she melancholy about? Pei Yao wandered among the flowers, neither in love nor in pain. Wasn't that exactly what she wanted?

He took out his lighter, lit a cigarette, and took a puff. He choked and made a sound. He took a long while to relax before taking the second puff.

He vaguely recalled the night when he hugged her tightly and told her that she liked him. He was completely different from usual.

He finished half of the cigarette and put it in the ashtray before saying, "He actually likes the 'teacher' type. He's quite specific about the type of woman he's into."

Without staying any longer, Lu Qi went straight to the 26th floor, the banquet hall, and took the elevator down from there.

......

There is currently no reception on the 26th floor, there are few people, and there is no customer service staff to be seen.

Lu Qi's footsteps were light as he walked along the pure wool carpet in the corridor, but he could vaguely hear someone talking quietly on the phone at a corner.

"Yes, it's absolutely true! Editor-in-Chief, I've already taken photos and will be back to the office in half an hour. Lin Zixuan has definitely proven it this time!"

Lu Qi slowly stopped and looked sideways.

A bearded man in a blue vest, holding a camera, came out stealthily, hung up the phone, and when he looked up, he bumped into her.

Not sure if Lu Qi heard him or not, the bearded man didn't recognize Lu Qi either. He hurried past Lu Qi, ran to the elevator, and pressed the button for the downstairs elevator.

Seeing this, Lu Qi followed him slowly and stood next to the elevator with him.

The bearded man glanced at Lu Qi again. He looked like a paparazzi in his outfit. Even if he wasn't a paparazzi, the clothes he wore cost less than 300 yuan, which really made him look out of place in the Peace Hotel.

Feeling a bit guilty, he said hello to Lu Qi: "Miss, are you coming down too?"

"Hmm. Are we going upstairs?" The 26th floor of the Peace Hotel is the top floor.

The bearded man looked at the button panel that didn't have any buttons pointing upwards, feeling a little embarrassed: "Oh, that's right."

You can see that he is very panicked.

Lu Qi remained calm and followed him into the elevator after the door opened.

He was seen fiddling with the camera in his hand, glancing in his direction from time to time, fearing that she would peek.

As he glanced around, the bearded man's eyes fell on the windbreaker Lu Qi was holding. The more he looked at it, the more fascinated he became, and then he turned to a photo in the camera.

The bearded man was slightly frightened.

In her own photo, the woman wearing Lin Zixuan's hat and a windbreaker, with her head lowered so her face couldn't be seen, was pulled into the British suite.

The bearded man couldn't help but speak again: "Miss, your coat is very nice, do you have the same style?"

"Not custom made, 28,000. Want to buy it?"

The bearded man breathed a sigh of relief: "I can't afford it, I can't afford it. I saw another artist wearing the same thing."

The clothes can be the same style, but the hats cannot be.

The bearded man remembered that the peaked cap Lin Zixuan was wearing in the photo was custom-made and signed, so it must have been worn by Lin Zixuan herself. And at this moment, Lu Qi's beret... looked great!

As the elevator descended, the bearded man walked out of the first floor and hailed a taxi outside the side door.

Lu Qi took the car brought by the doorman and drove out following the bearded man's car.