Deliberate seduction, Mrs. Pei also wants a divorce tonight

The Tantari headquarters building is right next to the tower that Lu Qi mentioned that is not very interesting.

Standing in the largest office on the top floor of Tantari, overlooking the futuristic new city of Dubai, is a unique experience.

Simon, the president of the Tantari Group, was brewing tea and offering it to Pei Yao, muttering, "Now that you're with me, I've also started to like drinking gaiwan tea."

Pei Yao just smiled and didn't have time to say anything. The two secretaries behind him helped him sort out the complicated documents.

Talking about business: "What does the WHO say?"

Simon put down the tea set and said solemnly, "They asked you to make concessions. They submitted an application to the UN. If you don't, they will ban our South African sea line."

"Is that what you call an invitation?" Pei Yao sneered and put the document aside. "In the name of what?"

"What else can you do? You're making money from your biopharmaceutical business in a war-torn area."

"It's a really big pot." Pei Yao leaned back on the sofa, his hands crossed, pressing lazily on his abdomen.

Guessing what he meant, Simon tried to ask, "So, you mean not to let me."

"Give them what?" Pei Yao raised his eyelids slightly. "I'm a businessman. Should I give them charity?"

"Alright," Simon agreed. He was the boss, he had the final say. It was just a matter of tying up billions of dollars, and they couldn't afford to waste time without the supply of energy components.

Simon felt tired after talking about serious topics for so long, so he rambled on, "That guy from the video conference the other day, his back looked familiar."

At this point, Pei Yao was in the mood to chat with him. He glanced out the window and said, "I almost forgot, you know her too."

The building is too tall and there is nothing on the opposite side, but if you lean over and look, you can see that there is indeed a building with more than 20 floors.

Although the building is not tall, it is very impressive. It says: Meixi Hospital.

Simon's eyes lit up: "Is it really Dr. Fatima?"

That's not surprising. Things have been troubling at the group lately, but Pei Yao, the man in charge, seems to be in a good mood. It turns out his girlfriend is back.

Pei Yao remained silent. She changed her identities every five years, from professor to doctor to president. She had all kinds of identities.

Who would have thought that ten years ago she was no longer a professor in Malacca, but came across to work as a doctor.

seven years ago.

Pei Yao once encountered an assassination attempt. When he was dealing with the last assassin, the man suddenly took out a bomb.

At that time, it was the driver Rashid, who was introduced to her on the day Lu Qi arrived, who discovered the problem in time and pushed the assassin out of the window.

Bombs and assassins exploded in the air, without knowing whether it was fortunate or unfortunate.

Rashid did not fall down due to the impact of the explosion, but instead crashed into the window on the 42nd floor. His life was hanging by a thread, and he was sent to the Meixi Hospital across the street in time.

Pei Yao never expected that he would meet Lu Qi there for the second time.

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Rashid was first sent to Mercy Hospital for treatment, where the operation lasted six hours.

Pei Yao finished handling the follow-up matters in the office. He listened to Simon's worries and looked at his bloody arm: "You should go and treat the wound."

Hearing this, Pei Yao hung up the phone and glanced at his hands.

Actually, it was just a superficial wound, a scratch from the assassination attempt, so he didn't take it seriously. He just asked, "How's Rashid?"

Rashid was not only his driver, but also a half-comrade-in-arms, having carried out UN missions with him when they were in the special forces.

Simon replied, "Just had surgery. It was done by Fatima, the best emergency doctor at Meixi. She said she still needs observation."

Pei Yao picked up his coat and walked out with disdain: "What kind of best doctor is this? She can't even tell the patient's life or death. If she can't save him, then she should just quit."

Just like that, Pei Yao went downstairs and walked to the opposite side.

Simon followed behind, accompanying Pei Yao up the escalator, and continued to nag: "Rashd is being watched. You should take care of the wound first. Don't let anything unexpected happen."

Tired of listening to his nagging, Pei Yao looked at him and said, "Alright, go make the arrangements."

As he was speaking, two people in white coats passed by him on the descending escalator. Pei Yao paused when he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in his peripheral vision.

When I turned around suddenly, I saw only the back of a girl with long wavy burgundy hair tied in a high ponytail.

Wearing a hospital doctor's uniform, he walked down the escalator side by side with a burly doctor with short hair, whose gender was indistinguishable, and went to the hospital supermarket.

Simon noticed Pei Yao's gaze and the bloody scarlet, but he didn't know what Pei Yao was looking at.

He only said: "Please pay attention to the steps."

When the escalator reached the upward entrance, Pei Yao almost tripped and looked away.

At this time, Simont asked gossipingly, "Did you see anyone you know?"

As soon as the words fell, Simon saw Pei Yao curl his lips and smile chillingly, even colder than when he smiled at the assassin just now, making his scalp tingle.

What kind of enemy did he meet?

Pei Yao then replied, "Is that so? I met a heartless woman whom I would recognize even if she turned to ash."

Isn’t it recognized at first sight?

Even if it seemed unbelievable, even if it was just a dazzling profile, even if I hadn't seen it for three years, it was so amazing that I recognized it without a single doubt.

It must be Professor Salia from Malacca, the "Teacher Yan Yang" who tricked him into waiting for her on the island but eventually left without saying goodbye to him.

But I didn't chase it. What's there to chase?

She was the one who dumped him!

Look at him now, wearing a white coat and pretending to be a doctor, chatting with that "man", just passing by him in the elevator, I didn't recognize him, he is living a good life.

The more he thought about it, the more annoyed he became. He stood at the escalator entrance for a full ten minutes and finally yelled at Simon.

"Aren't you supposed to be treating my wound?"

Simon was stunned by the yelling. Who knew why he got so angry for no reason? He was fine just a second ago.

Simon hurriedly agreed to the ancestor he couldn't afford to offend, and almost came up to support Pei Yao and invited him into the wound treatment room.

He called to the secretary beside him: "Go quickly and call the best surgeon."

Fatima, the best surgeon at Mercy Hospital.

In fact, Pei Yao's injury was so minor that he didn't need her help. However, firstly, he was the ancestor, and secondly, Simon was also a little shocked.

After a few visits, the two met in the VIP reception room.

Just before entering the room, I heard Pei Yao raging in the room: "What kind of doctor did you find? I'm waiting for her?! At this rate, will she dig the grave after the patient dies?"

Outside the door, the young nurse who followed Fatima heard his scolding inside and murmured in grievance.

"What VIP? A prince from some country? He's so rare, I can't wait even a minute. Doctor Fatima, you just got off the operating table and haven't even had a bite of food, and you're called back up again..."

As the young nurse pushed open the door, he suddenly froze in the middle of his words.

Pei Yao was seen sitting on a special hospital bed, looking over with a cold gaze, with that noble temperament and unparalleled beauty.

The young nurse praised without hesitation: "Wow! So handsome."

"Can Shuai do whatever he wants?" Fatima glanced at her indifferently.

Then, he stuffed the unopened bread back into his pocket, put his hands in the bag of his coat, walked over, and looked at him jokingly: "Let me see if he is dead."

The moment their eyes met, Pei Yao stared at her without blinking.

Looking at the familiar woman, whose appearance he had not forgotten in the past three years, she stood in front of him as calmly as a stranger.

"Are you Fatima?"