The fake daughter ran away with the baby, and the president chased her relentlessly

It was not that Sang Ran was not keeping her word. She really had nothing she wanted to talk to He Licheng about. After learning about Li Chuchu's movements, she understood more clearly what she should do now.

Obviously, bringing down Sang Huaimin this time did not pose any threat to the Sang family, but instead helped Li Chuchu.

She was reaping the benefits behind the scenes.

But Sang Ran has the leverage in Li Chuchu's hand, and she is likely to fabricate the relationship between herself and Shen Jinshan and then reveal it to Pei Jingping.

By then, no matter how many mouths Sang Ran has, Pei Jingping will have reason to suspect that she has done something wrong.

Li Chuchu has always been dissatisfied with the relationship between Sang Ran and Pei Jingping, but there has never been a suitable opportunity to take action.

She and Pei Jingping have now broken away from their previous agreement-based marital relationship. Although neither of them has said it explicitly, this is a kind of closeness that is tacitly acknowledged by both parties.

Sang Ran naturally didn't want their relationship to deteriorate, so she had to make things clear with Pei Jingping in advance.

Sang Ran quickly ended her conversation with He Licheng. She first went to find several real estate agencies nearby and looked at several offices.

The first one is not big enough, it is located in the city center with convenient transportation, but the price is not cost-effective.

The second location is in the suburbs, which is a bit far from the bus stop and subway station. Although Sang Ran can take the family car, she cannot guarantee that each of her employees has a car and convenient transportation.

Finally, she chose one located in the South District, which has convenient transportation, is not busy but not remote either. The price is medium to high, but the space is large, which is enough to expand the staff in the future.

It was already four or five in the afternoon when we finished looking at the house.

Sang Ran thought about it and sent a message to Pei Jingping.

[Sang Ran]: Are you working overtime tonight?

[Pei Jingping]: No, what’s wrong, wife.

[Sang Ran]: Then I will wait for you downstairs of your company and get off work together.

[Pei Jingping]: Okay.

"Boss Pei?" Zhang Xin looked at Pei Jingping, who was smiling at the screen, with a surprised look on his face. "Are you okay?"

Pei Jingping covered his lips and coughed twice: "Continue reporting."

"Okay, the Shen family has a cleaning products company called the Anai Group. This is registered under their name, and the annual accounts are transparent and open, so there is no problem."

Zhang Xin said dutifully: "Although we did find many other industries that were related to him, the shares accounted for very small proportions and did not involve the Shen family."

"Yes." Pei Jingping nodded, "Zhang Xin, go tell the front desk downstairs, and when you see my wife, ask her to come up directly."

"Ah?" Zhang Xin was confused. Wasn't he reporting on his work? When did he bring up Mr. Pei's wife?

Wait?! Mr. Pei is married? When did he get married?

Pei Jingping said impatiently, "No, she definitely won't come up. I'd better go down and get her."

He raised his wrist to check the time. It was still some time before the end of get off work, and he couldn't let Sang Ran wait downstairs.

Pei Jingping stood up and straightened his clothes: "Follow the Shen family closely, especially Shen Jinshan. Any clues must be preserved."

"Ok."

Pei Jingping walked out the door, but suddenly stopped at the door: "Go make some coffee and prepare some fruit."

"Okay! Mr. Pei, I promise to take good care of my sister-in-law!"

Pei Jingping took the elevator to the first floor, and the receptionist stood up and greeted him respectfully: "Mr. Pei, do you need a car for you?"

"Need not."

Pei Jingping ignored the strange looks from the two girls at the front desk and sat down on the sofa in the hall.

The two little girls looked at each other in confusion.

"Are there any clients coming today?"

"I haven't heard of that. Why would customers have to wait in advance? Aren't we the ones who brought them up?"

"That's strange. Mr. Pei seems to be in a good mood."

"It's not a girlfriend, is it?"

"Probably not. Some people said the last incident was a misunderstanding. Mr. Pei and that girl were classmates. He was photographed and had no way to explain himself. He could only pretend to be her boyfriend."

"That's right. It seems that Mr. Pei has little interest in the opposite sex."

"..."

Sang Ran took a taxi to the downstairs of Pei Jingping's company. To be honest, this was the first time she came here after marrying Pei Jingping.

She didn't drive. She originally wanted Pei Jingping to ask someone to bring the keys down while she waited in the car.

But then she thought it was too troublesome. Since it was her husband's company anyway, she just walked in.

Pei Jingping saw Sang Ran stand up immediately. He walked towards her and reached out to pull her: "Wife."

"Why are you here?" Sang Ran obviously didn't expect to see him as soon as she came in, and was a little surprised for a moment.

"I just came back from outside, and I was thinking of waiting for you to go up together."

Sang Ran felt the burning gaze of the girl at the front desk: "Forget it, I'll wait for you downstairs."

"Come on, I want you to accompany me to work."

Pei Jingping's voice was filled with joy and even a hint of coquettishness.

Sang Ran was pulled by him towards the elevator, and when she met the front desk's gaze, she could only pull the corners of her mouth awkwardly.

The two receptionists immediately understood and bowed repeatedly: "Hello, Madam Pei."

This time, Sang Ran felt the huge scale of Pei Jingping's company firsthand. He held her hand all the way, and their relationship was almost engraved on his face.

Sang Ran had been called Mrs. Pei all the way, and this was the first time someone called her that.

It was as if she and Pei Jingping were really connected as one. In the eyes of outsiders, they were already a family.

Sang Ran had always relied on herself before and rarely used Pei Jingping's resources and connections, so she didn't feel anything.

Now, she suddenly realized that she seemed to have married a first-generation rich man for some unknown reason.

The top kind.

After entering the office, Pei Jingping closed the door and pushed Sang Ran behind the door, with affection in his eyes.

"Honey, I miss you so much."

Sang Ran's face suddenly became hot, and he quickly reminded her in a low voice: "Someone..."

Pei Jingping's body stiffened.

Zhang Xin had just put down his coffee and fruit, and now he wanted to die.

He tried to minimize his presence: "I didn't see or hear anything..."

Pei Jingping had a sullen face and forced himself to sit back at his desk.

Zhang Xin shrank his body and walked out step by step, greeting Sang Ran as he walked.

Sang Ran also walked in step by step, like someone practicing Tai Chi.

When Zhang Xin walked to the door, he suddenly laughed dryly twice and couldn't help but sighed: "Sister-in-law, you are so beautiful."

"Get lost." Pei Jingping glared at him.

Zhang Xin quickly opened the door and ran out without stopping.

After seeing everyone leave, Pei Jingping stretched out his hand and motioned Sang Ran to come over.

Sang Ran walked silently to the opposite side of him and sat in another office chair: "You work, I'll accompany you."

"Okay." Pei Jingping withdrew his hand awkwardly.

Pei Jingping took out a pair of gold-rimmed glasses from the glasses case on the table and put them on his high nose bridge.

He shifted his attention from Sang Ran to the computer, his eyes fixed on the data and information on the computer, without moving the mouse for a long time.

After a while, he suddenly took off his glasses again, stood up, walked to Sang Ran, and picked her up horizontally.