Deliberate seduction, Mrs. Pei also wants a divorce tonight

Shen Yici looked at the contents of the marriage certificate in disbelief, his face turned pale, and cold sweat was visibly all over his forehead.

It’s not that I was shocked, but it’s because the table pressed on my toes for too long and it hurt.

Pei Yao put his hand down, looked down at him, and asked with a cold look: "Is it broken?"

Shen Yici didn't dare to move his feet, and shook his head stubbornly: "No..."

"Then keep pressing until the bone breaks."

There was no warmth in his words, and Qi Hong completely gave up the idea of ​​trying to reconcile. How could he persuade them to reconcile?

The moment the marriage certificate was turned out, even if Pei Yao had killed Shen Yici, Pei Yao would be right. No one had expected that these two people would actually get married!

The person Shen Yici provoked was Mrs. Pei, so this was no casual joke.

Qi Hong felt a chill in his ears. Pei Yao took the intercom headset from his ears, turned it on, and shouted, "Zhao Zhengtong, come in!"

The name of Zhao Zhengtong, the chief producer.

A minute later, Zhao Zhengtong hurried into the director's room. He was shocked when he saw this scene, but seeing Pei Yao's gloomy face, he didn't dare to ask.

Pei Yao pointed at Shen Yici and said to Zhao Zhengtong, "Give him work injury compensation and send him back to Beijing for medical treatment! You write the report and I'll approve it."

"Okay!" Zhao Zhengtong nodded and bowed quickly. Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Pei Yao holding the marriage certificate, which was still on that page.

His eyes suddenly widened and his head lowered even lower.

Everyone in the director's studio saw the photo in the marriage certificate, as if it was deliberately shown to them. Pei Yao just held it in his hand, with no intention of taking it back.

Having seen enough, Pei Yao asked Zhao Zhengtong for a pair of black gloves to put on.

Still not letting Shen Yici get up, he walked over and leaned over, his gloved hands suddenly pressing the pulse at the back of Shen Yici's neck with two fingers: "Where's the watch?"

Shen Yici's breathing stagnated. He didn't know what Pei Yao was doing, but he knew what he was asking.

Knowing this man's tyranny, how could he dare to answer truthfully: "I... I sold it."

"Heh." Pei Yao sneered, "You want me to turn the work injury subsidy into unemployment compensation?"

"You don't believe it?" Shen Yici's eyes dodged, his pulse beating wildly.

Pei Yao applied force with his two fingers, clearing his confused mind. "People in the film and television industry, can't you see what I'm doing?"

I've only seen this method in movies to detect whether someone is talking or not, and it's more accurate than a lie detector. I didn't expect he could really do it.

Shen Yici understood and didn't dare to lie anymore, so he told the truth.

"When Nana committed suicide, I pawned the watch to an underground pawnbroker. I used half to settle the matter and used the other half to gamble in California. I made 80 million and redeemed the watch as a lucky charm."

"Where?" Pei Yao disdained to listen to his beating around the bush and asked directly.

Shen Yici answered simply: "At the hotel, I'll ask my assistant to bring it to you."

Pei Yao is fine now.

Shen Yici was a little timid and asked, "Do you want to go back and keep it?"

"What do you think?" Pei Yao glanced at him, his sarcastic eyes hard to read...

Good half day.

Zhao Zhengtong took Shen Yici out. Since Shen Yici had a limp, he didn't call for a wheelchair for him. Instead, he found a crutch and let him walk with it.

He didn't say what happened inside, and just said it was a work-related injury.

Qi Hong took a deep breath, as if he had come to his senses: "So that girl was serious when she told me about marriage."

Pei Yao paused as he was about to leave. His previous anger dissipated a little, and a smile appeared on his lips: "When did she tell you that?"

"Last time in Indonesia." Qi Hong was almost as old as Pei Yao's grandfather, but to be honest, he was still intimidated by this guy. Seeing that he was in a better mood, he said something more, "Is it you who doesn't want to tell others, or is she unwilling? What's the point of having a secret marriage?"

"I still have to think about it now. How can I comfort her now that so many people know about my impulsive behavior just now?" Pei Yao replied lazily.

I understand now, it was Lu Qi who refused to make an official announcement.

Qi Hong smiled: "Are you impulsive? You must be doing it on purpose."

Who would be so impulsive as to prepare a marriage certificate in advance? Keeping it in their bag every day? They were just looking for an excuse to make it official.

"You are such a bad person, old man. You are so old, but you still don't understand the ways of the world." Pei Yao waved his hand and lifted the curtain of the director's tent.

Tsk, to put it in a roundabout way, he doesn't understand so he sees it but doesn't say it out loud.

After Pei Yao left, the oppressive atmosphere dissipated and the other people collapsed on their chairs.

The assistant's eyes were full of luster: "I envy President Lu so much for having such a husband."

Qi Hong walked back to the surveillance screen and patted her on the head: "Wake up! It's so dangerous to marry a man like Pei Yao. How many lives do you have left to accompany him?"

Having been the best special forces soldier and dominating the top business, with a complex network of personal connections and resources and a strong background, this kind of person is both charming and dangerous.

It would be fine if it was just for fun, but if he falls in love with you and gets involved in your life, it might be fatal!

Even Lu Qi might not be able to handle it.

When leaving the set, someone presented the watch that Lu Qi had given to Shen Yici to Pei Yao with both hands.

To be honest, Lu Qi's taste is quite good.

But Pei Yao still said: "What an ugly thing."

In a flash, the Patek Philippe worth more than 20 million was thrown into the river nearby.

He just didn't like it. How could another man have something she gave him? If this thing always existed, he would never be able to sleep.

After getting in the car, Chen Ang drove to the border. Pei Yao turned his phone, but there were no new messages. He asked, "Did the person escape?"

"I haven't received any news about leaving the city. Do I have to keep an eye on it?"

Just as he was asking this, Pei Yao received a new message on his phone. He opened it and saw that it was from Jin Feng, a photo -

Back view. On the street, Lu Qi and Pei Mingzhu sat on either side, their chins resting on their hands. Both seemed to be preoccupied, staring at the sky, as if lost in thought.

Pei Yao was a little surprised and muttered to himself, "Pei Zhenzhen has this ability?"

"Ah?" Chen Ang was puzzled. He looked through the rearview mirror and saw Pei Yao fiddling with his cell phone.

In a flash, one million was transferred to Pei Mingzhu.

-

On the street here, Pei Mingzhu received a text message reminder. Looking at the bank information that suddenly arrived on her mobile phone, she was a little confused.

The next second, her brother, who never actively sent messages to her, suddenly had a red dot on WeChat. When she opened it, she saw two simple words: [Coax.]

He turned around and glanced at Lu Qi, who looked a little melancholy and dazed.

Pei Mingzhu thought for a moment and replied, "I don't accept bribes. I speak from the heart."

Putting down the phone, Pei Mingzhu was particularly flattering: "Sister-in-law, what do you want to eat later?"

Lu Qi turned his head to look at her: "What's wrong?"

"If you have money given by a great enemy, it would be a waste if you don't use it." Then he took Lu Qi's arm and said, "Come on, I'll buy you a drink."

Lu Qi glanced at it and thought, that big villain must be your brother.

"Okay, then I'll drink '45 Conti."

Pei Mingzhu paused and sent another message: [Brother, I don’t have enough money.]