NFBE Chapter 2 The Cold-Hearted CEO is Hot
Chapter 2 The Cold-Hearted CEO is Hot
"Should I cancel?"
Yan Zhuoyu had already left the comments section and was browsing other trending topics.
The hype surrounding her had subsided somewhat overnight, but with the "like" she just gave, she's once again taken over the trending topics list.
Many celebrities have come out to express their opinions and take sides, and various parties are tearing each other apart.
Yan Zhuoyu, on the other hand, was optimistic and comforted her manager: "Sister Qiao, relax, being famous for being infamous is still being famous. We've been in the industry for over a year, and this is the first time we've stayed on the trending topics for so long without spending a penny. It's not a loss."
Qiao Xinyun's end kept showing "typing is in progress," but no text was sent.
Yan Zhuoyu waited for a while, then took her phone and went downstairs.
The servants in the house were dressed in uniform and were busy but orderly. When they saw Yan Zhuoyu come downstairs, they all stopped what they were doing and greeted her with smiles: "Good morning, Mrs. Pei."
Yan Zhuoyu responded softly and walked to the dining table to sit down.
Before long, the butler led several chefs and laid out a variety of exquisite breakfasts on the long table, their aromas filling the air.
She had a good appetite in the morning, especially since these dishes were prepared by the top chef hired by President Pei, and each dish was a work of art that was perfect in color, aroma and taste.
Just as she was about to find a show to watch, Qiao Xinyun, who had been dawdling for ages, finally finished typing in the information.
【Zhuoyu, do you think it's possible to ask your husband to step in and resolve this matter?】
The words conveyed a sense of caution and a hint of anticipation.
Qiao Xinyun only knew that Yan Zhuoyu had recently entered into a business marriage, but she didn't know who the other party was.
In addition, when the company signed Yan Zhuoyu's contract, it did not require her not to be in a relationship, so they never asked her about it.
Judging from Yan Zhuoyu's occasional complaints about her husband, one can roughly guess that he is a nouveau riche with a little money, and is either bad-tempered or indifferent.
Based on these points alone, Qiao Xinyun has sketched out the image of a bespectacled, old-fashioned, and extremely picky boss.
Oh dear, her poor baby! She must make Zhuoyu a big star so she can escape this unhappy marriage as soon as possible.
"Uh, my husband..."
Yan Zhuoyu had no idea that President Pei's image in her agent's mind was so distorted.
She felt a little guilty when she thought about what happened last night.
Pei Weijin's skin is very prone to leaving marks. In the middle of the night, she couldn't stand it anymore and not only scratched Pei Weijin's back, but also left several teeth marks on his body.
It was a truly appalling sight.
Qiao Xinyun noticed her hesitation and expressed her understanding: "Never mind, I'll think of another way. It's a business marriage, so feelings are bound to fade. Director Wang has the backing of Xinghe Entertainment, which is very powerful. Your husband might also be in a difficult position."
Finally, she also warned Yan Zhuoyu not to like posts indiscriminately anymore.
After breakfast, Yan Zhuoyu lay on the swing chair on the balcony, sinking into the soft cradle.
The warm sunlight poured down through the floor-to-ceiling windows like molten gold, and a slender, porcelain-white leg inadvertently peeked out from beneath the wide black silk robe.
Swaying gently in the interplay of light and shadow, her skin glowed with a warm and alluring ivory-like sheen, adding an unexpected touch of ambiguous and enchanting charm.
A few strands of hair brushed against her fair cheeks in the wind, like a Hong Kong siren, yet possessing a seductive charm that was alluring without being seductive.
Yan Zhuoyu lowered her eyes slightly, her thick eyelashes trembling gently.
She tapped the screen with her fingertip and opened Pei Weijin's chat interface.
The last message was a report he sent three days ago.
I'm back from my business trip. I got home at 3 PM.
She typed a 1 to indicate that she had read it.
Scrolling up further, the screen is filled with Pei Weijin's schedule updates, with cold white bubbles dominating most of the screen, while her replies are pitifully few, with only a few lonely green bubbles scattered among them.
Compared to this, Yan Zhuoyu felt even more guilty.
I feel like a heartless, scumbag woman who abandons her lover after getting back together with him.
I intended to exit the interface, but accidentally opened the keyboard and sent a question mark unintentionally.
"!!!"
Yan Zhuoyu's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly pulled back, turned off her phone screen, and pretended that nothing had happened.
After a few seconds, she frowned.
"I'm not some secret lover, why am I so afraid of sending a message to my husband?"
As she spoke, Yan Zhuoyu calmly unlocked her phone screen, knowing that Pei Weijin, being a workaholic, would definitely not see the message she sent.
Ding-dong-
A new message popped up on WeChat.
[The cold, aloof CEO responds with fiery passion: "I'm in a meeting, what's up?"]
Yan Zhuoyu stared at the message for a long time, and was quite certain that this was the nickname she had given Pei Weijin.
How come you replied instantly when I was in a meeting?
Could it be that Secretary Meng replied on his behalf? But the tone clearly wasn't Secretary Meng's.
Yan Zhuoyu hesitated for a moment, wanting to ask if he had seen her trending topic, but after typing many sentences at the beginning, she felt it was inappropriate and finally only replied with one sentence:
[The resilient little white flower: It's alright]
Yan Zhuoyu put down her phone, momentarily lost in thought.
Everyone says that President Pei is aloof, cold-hearted, and never does a losing business, but as his legal wife, she is sure he won't refuse her request for help.
Everyone knows the Pei family's leading position among the four great families in the capital. It's common for the family to fall apart when things get tough. This little matter is something that President Pei can handle with just a flick of his finger.
However, when she entered the entertainment industry to fulfill her mother's long-cherished wish, she made a bold statement that she would never rely on anyone.
If we ask Pei Weijin for help now, and the Yan family finds out, especially if that vicious stepmother and biological father find out, wouldn't we just become a laughing stock?
Yan Zhuoyu got up and sent a message to Qiao Xinyun.
Please arrange a meeting with Director Wang for me. Tell him I've compromised and want to apologize to him in person.
The location will be Ya Yun Xuan.
Ya Yun Xuan is a Western restaurant with excellent privacy, ample lighting, complete surveillance equipment, and a quiet atmosphere. It will never be as blurry as the videos secretly taken by marketing accounts.
Yan Zhuoyu went upstairs to change her clothes, and when she opened her phone again, she saw a series of question marks sent by Qiao Xinyun.
And, the fiery Yuan that the cold-blooded CEO transferred.
[The cold-blooded CEO is fiery: Negotiating a contract to earn marital property. There's a supplementary credit card in the bedside table; I'll use it whenever I'm in a bad mood. I get off work at 5 PM.]