Missing You Deeply

Pei Munian's... wife? Who is Pei Munian's wife? Xi...Xi Zhiwei? how can that be possible?

Su Wanwan walked towards the front desk and asked without thinking, Excuse me, is the wife of Mr. Pei you are talking about, surnamed Xi?

Yes, that's Miss Xi.

It was like a fist hitting her head-on. Su Wanwan staggered back two steps. Are Pei Munian and Xi Zhiwei already considered husband and wife when they go on a trip? Everyone is watching at home, so why don't they just go abroad to avoid Xi Zhiwei's embarrassment?

The beautiful woman at the front desk was about to call again, but the other front desk person spoke again, No need to call, Mr. Pei is back, look over there.

Su Wanwan stared blankly in the direction pointed by the front desk's finger. A familiar figure appeared at the door of the hotel. He seemed to have just returned from some cocktail party. He looked particularly tall and handsome in formal attire. She subconsciously took a step forward. , but saw him reaching out his hand to take the people inside out of the car.

Xi Zhiwei is still beautiful, and her slightly retro-style evening dress makes her look like one of those ladies from the Middle Ages, exuding an elegant and charming temperament.

She put her hand on Pei Munian's and got out of the car gracefully, then smiled at Pei Munian. That smile seemed to be more dazzling than the stars in the night sky.

Su Wanwan's eyes were fixed on Xi Zhiwei's smiling face, her chest was sore and swollen, and her anger rushed up instantly.

Pei Munian, this bastard, was cold to her at home, always trying to drive her away. Once outside, he treated Xi Zhiwei so tenderly. She hadn't divorced him yet, so he thought she was dead?

Su Wanwan clenched her hands hanging by her sides hard, raised her feet, and rushed forward in large strides.

Another old gentleman came out of the car, wearing the same black formal suit, tie and black hat, dressed like a gentleman. He took Xi Zhiwei's hand, kissed the back of her hand, and said with a smile: Beautiful Mrs. Pei, let’s say goodbye for now. You must go to my manor tomorrow so that I can entertain you well.”

When Su Wanwan rushed over, she happened to hear what the old gentleman said about Mrs. Pei, and she became even more furious. She rushed forward, took Pei Munian's arm, and intervened in their conversation with a smile. , What a coincidence, I met you here.

No one expected that Su Wanwan would suddenly appear, and everyone was stunned. Pei Munian's dark eyes glanced at Su Wanwan, and his eyes quickly condensed, Why are you here?

Xi Zhiwei reacted, frowned, and then thought of something, and the corners of her lips curled up.

The old gentleman also looked towards Su Wanwan, looked at her face, and then fell on her hand holding Pei Munian's arm. His eyes were full of doubts, Who is this lady?

Ahem, I am...

Su Wanwan cleared her throat and was about to reveal her identity to the old gentleman to show that she was the real Mrs. Pei, Pei Munian's wife, not Xi Zhiwei, but before she could say anything, Pei Munian had already spoken first, Just a friend.

Just a friend...

These words were even more shocking and shocking than the words Mr. Pei's wife she heard at the front desk just now.

No matter what others say, it is not as good as a word from him!