After his wife left, Mr. Ye, who found the pregnancy test form, cried like crazy

It was almost fifteen minutes before Fu Yizheng came out.

The man's expression did not change at all. He looked the same when he went in and when he came out. It was impossible to tell whether the deal was successful or not.

Everyone was also guessing.

"I guess it won't work. You all know Mr. Pei's personality. He usually doesn't do anything, but once he sees something, he won't let go."

"Who can say for sure? What if it works?"

"Tsk! Why don't we make a bet?"

Before Pei Qing made the official announcement, they as employees could only guess.

But Fang Li is different, she can ask directly.

In the office, there was an unopened document on Pei Qing's desk, and next to it was a pen that looked like it had just been used.

Her heart slightly lifted.

Could it be... that it really worked as they said?

"Pei Qing, have you agreed to cooperate with Fu Yizheng?" Fang Li put aside her messy guesses, took a deep breath, and simply asked.

Guessing on your own will only lead to internal friction.

Fang Li would rather face the facts calmly.

It’s no big deal anyway. If we cooperate, I might just meet people I don’t want to see in the company occasionally in the future.

Pei Qing looked at Fang Li who broke in, followed her gaze and saw the document.

He said nothing, just picked it up and tore it up.

Fang Li was stunned. "You, tore it up?"

"Well, this is the transfer certificate for the land in South China." Pei Qing explained calmly, as if he was not talking about a piece of land, but a blade of grass that can be found anywhere. "I didn't agree to him."

Fang Li was even more surprised. She had heard about the prosperity of South China. The company had just held a meeting not long ago and pointed out that the next target would be South China.

We must take over a piece of land at any cost.

Because this will not only help them quickly open up the market in South China, but also expand the company's reputation. It can be said that it is a 100-fold benefit with no harm.

That is, the auction price may be higher.

As a result, Pei Qing was ready to spend more than one billion, but he refused the transfer letter that was sent to him?

Looking at Pei Qingyun's calm and composed look, Fang Li felt a dull pain in her heart.

She understood who Pei Qing was doing this for.

She turned around immediately and said, "I'm going to find Fu Yizhen now and ask him to bring another transfer letter."

"Fang Li." Pei Qing called her.

Fang Li turned around and hugged him without saying a word.

"You don't need those." Pei Qing comforted him in a gentle voice: "The auction company has already arranged people to go there, and there will be news soon. There is no need to insist on the piece in his hand."

Fang Li said nothing, but just hugged him tighter.

When the two were being affectionate, Pei Qing's cell phone suddenly rang. She tried to open her hand but was gently held down by the man.

He freed one hand and answered the phone in front of her: "Mom."

The slight sound made Fang Li freeze.

Pei Qing placed his hand on her back, stroking it gently and soothing her silently.

Fang Li had just settled down when she heard Pei's mother's vague voice on the phone: "Pei Qing, when are you going to divorce Fang Li?"

Fang Li suddenly felt like a basin of cold water was poured over her from head to toe, and her whole body was chilled.

Pei Qing frowned: "Mom, why are you still saying this? Isn't the public opinion gone?"

"Even if it's gone, the photo is still the truth, don't tell me it's photoshopped. I've lived for so many years, and I still have some common sense! Besides, I talked to my student, and he said it didn't look like it was photoshopped, so the clarification is simply fake."

After Pei's mother finished her speech, she urged: "You should divorce Fang Li immediately. Did you hear me? Don't let me go to your company to look for you. That's really good. Now you don't even come back home..."

There was a lot of chatter on the other end of the phone.

The person in my arms suddenly loosened his strength and slid weakly to the ground.

Pei Qing couldn't listen any longer: "That's it, I'm hanging up now, Mom."

After saying that, he quickly hung up the phone and helped Fang Li up from the ground.

"Fang Li, don't listen to what my mother says. She doesn't understand the inside story, nor does she understand you."

"But she is your mother. Can you disobey your mother?" Fang Li looked at him and asked.

Pei Qing was silent for a while, looking at her steadily, and slightly opened his thin lips.

"I can."

Fang Li was suddenly stunned. She did not expect this answer.

The man hugged Fang Li into his arms and gently kissed her forehead: "Okay, don't think about that. I won't let anyone get in the way of us."

"The most important thing to me now is you and the children."

Pei Qing's gaze fell on her still flat belly, and there was a gentleness in his dark eyes that was very intoxicating.

Fang Li's anxiety was also melted away in this tenderness.

But Fang Li didn't intend to sit idly by as Pei's mother's matter came to pass.

She couldn't always rely on Pei Qing to solve all her problems. She was pregnant, not disabled.

So, while Pei Qing was busy with company matters.

Fang Li made the excuse that she wanted to stay at home, and after getting permission, she quietly went to Pei's house and rang the doorbell.

"Come here, come here. Who is pressing the button so urgently?" Pei's mother came to open the door. When she opened it and saw it was Fang Li, her face instantly turned cold and she raised her hand to close the door.

"Yes, Miss Fang. Our small family cannot accommodate a Buddha like you. Please go back to where you came from."

"Wait a minute, Aunt Pei, don't turn it off!" Fang Li was so anxious that she actually tried to block it with her hands.

Pei's mother closed the door in a hurry.

This block clamped her hand.

Fang Li gasped in pain and her eyes turned red instantly.

But Pei's mother was only slightly moved and did not apologize, "You see, this is the consequence of improper door. Our house has an iron door. I guess your family has never used such a shabby door in their life, right?"

"So if you are not of the same kind, don't force yourself to be together. It will not end well."

Fang Li was injured and not only was she ridiculed.

She had never suffered such injustice in her life.

But she sniffed, thinking of Pei Qing's gentle care for her, and she persisted, raising her hand to pull at the iron door, "If Aunt Pei thinks so, then I can go back and have someone install such an iron door right away."

"You!" Pei's mother choked.

"Aunt Pei, please let me in." Fang Li softened, pursed her lips, and said, "Actually... I have something important to tell you."

Mother Pei looked at her suspiciously, and after thinking for a while, she let her in.

I thought Fang Li would tell me what was going on as soon as she came in, but unexpectedly, she went straight into the kitchen and opened the gift box she brought.

"Hey! What are you doing? We don't want these things!" Pei's mother hurriedly stopped them.

However, Fang Li still brought out two bottles of Feitian Moutai, put them on the table, and then took out two boxes of Dahongpao.

When Mr. Pei saw the two bottles of Moutai, his eyes lit up.

He picked it up curiously and looked at it from time to time, "Is this the authentic Feitian Moutai?"

"I know Uncle Pei likes to drink it, so I brought it here." Fang Li pursed her lips and smiled.