After she left her father and kept her son, President Pei lost control and knelt down.

"Jucai's new project is short of a marketing specialist. Zhaozhao's major in college is relevant, and she has work experience. You two don't need to treat her specially just because I recommended her. Just follow the normal personnel process."

When Pei Hansheng brought up this topic, he didn't shy away from it at all; he was open and aboveboard, without a trace of selfishness.

As for the origins of the twins, he disdained to explain or clarify them.

Few people in the capital knew about Zhao Zhao; Pei Hansheng kept it a secret. It took the Pei brothers, Pei Xu and Pei Pengcheng, a lot of effort to track Pei Hansheng down and find out.

Pei Hansheng bought a house in Xiushui Garden where a woman lived. She often took her twins out for activities with her, accompanied by a nanny and a driver, and no other men were seen.

The two brothers guessed that this was Pei Hansheng's mistress, and they came today to subtly inquire about her. Pei Hansheng didn't try to hide anything, and his wife Qiao Wan remained calm.

If Qiao Wan had managed to remain Mrs. Pei for four years, any other woman would have made a scene long ago.

Pei Pengcheng turned his attention to Qiao Wan with great interest: "Sister-in-law, are you aware of this?"

Qiao Wan didn't answer, but looked up at the man beside her with a half-smile: "Pei Hansheng, you arranged for Zhaozhao to enter the Pei family, how come I didn't know?"

The tone carried a hint of coquettishness, not like a question or blame, but more like a jealous young woman.

Pei Hansheng lowered his eyes and stared at Qiao Wan, his eyes filled with endless tenderness: "This afternoon you were sleeping with our son, wife, I haven't had a chance to report to you yet."

The smile in Qiao Wan's eyes didn't reach her eyes: "Really? Then why didn't you arrange a job for me at Pei's?"

Pei Hansheng pinched her cheek: "Stop fooling around, how could I bear to let you go out and suffer?"

After saying that, he leaned down, his handsome face close, and kissed Qiao Wan's lips.

Qiao Wan tilted her head back, seemingly to cooperate, and gently placed her hand on his arm, finding a soft spot and pinching it hard.

The man winced in pain, his brows furrowing slightly. He parted his lips and gently brushed a strand of hair from her forehead. "You're really strong. The ginseng that cost 100,000 yuan a piece wasn't worth it."

The two couples opposite didn't get to see a joke; instead, they were fed a mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection), and they were both a little uncomfortable.

Especially his two wives. Pei Xu and his wife have been separated for many years, and they only do that kind of thing to complete a task, without any romance whatsoever. Pei Pengcheng, although romantic, is also promiscuous. All his energy has been drained by his mistresses outside, and when he comes home to a pregnant woman, he has even less interest.

They both looked down on and envied Qiao Wan, and were ultimately unbalanced in their hearts.

Qiao Wan could also sense the malice coming from the other side, and she chuckled inwardly. The more unhappy they were, the more she had achieved her goal.

"I'm going to find Xiaobao. You guys chat."

Knowing when to stop, and that continuing would easily expose her secret, she stood up, glanced at everyone, and smiled as she took her leave.

Pei Hansheng's gaze followed her intently. It was rare to see this woman so docile, which aroused his desire to experience her more.

"Everyone, then I won't see you off."

He stood up, tall and straight, and strode to catch up with Qiao Wan.

He grabbed her wrist and pulled her into his arms. Qiao Wan was startled and a little annoyed: "What are you doing? You scared me, um..."

Pei Hansheng pinched Qiao Wan's chin and kissed her without saying a word in front of everyone.

The two couples looked at each other in bewilderment. Weren't they supposed to be getting a divorce? They seemed inseparable.

The more they looked, the angrier they became, and the group returned disappointed.

Qiao Wan originally thought Pei Hansheng was deliberately putting on an act for outsiders. She opened her eyes and watched Pei Xu and the others enter the elevator, then nudged Pei Hansheng.

The man became even more excited, grabbing her hand in his large palm and pulling it towards his chest. Through the fabric of her shirt, the full lines of her muscles were clearly visible to the touch.

Qiao Wan was so kissed that she could hardly stand. She tried to break free, but his tall body pressed her against the wall. One of her hands was held above her head, while the other hand was still caressing her body.

She was a little angry and bit his tongue hard.

"Hiss..." Pei Hansheng's lips were filled with the smell of blood as he released Qiao Wan: "You woman, you change your attitude so quickly, have you learned how to change faces?"

Qiao Wan's breathing became completely erratic. She wiped her mouth with her hand and curled her lips in a mocking smile: "It's just acting, don't get too carried away."

Pei Hansheng's expression faltered slightly, and the fervor and intensity in his eyes vanished completely.

Qiao Wan pushed him away and went to the ward.

"You really think those four people came out of kindness to visit us?"

"So, you were just putting on an act for them?" Pei Han sneered, a surge of irritation rising in his chest. "Do I need you to do that? Do I need your pity?"

What he wanted was her sincerity and her true feelings!

"I'm not pitying you." Qiao Wan was much calmer than the man, her expression indifferent: "What do you have that needs my pity? I just don't want to see them bullying you."

Pei Hansheng stared intently at her: "You said you had no feelings for me, but this shows you care about me. Are you unhappy because I arranged for Zhaozhao to get into the company?"

Qiao Wan thought about this question very seriously.

Are you unhappy? A little, but I just feel sorry for myself.

But they're divorced now, so what right does she have to interfere with his decision?

"I'm not unhappy, that's your prerogative."

Pei Hansheng gritted his teeth: "You're so hypocritical, Qiao Wan. Isn't your divorce from me just because of Zhao Zhao?"

Qiao Wan closed her eyes, feeling utterly powerless: "We're already divorced, what more do you want?"

Pei Hansheng glanced at Xiaobao in the ward, then grabbed Qiao Wan's hand and led her into the family lounge across the street: "Come with me, let's get this straight."

Qiao Wan let him pull her along, and a wave of sorrow welled up in her heart as she faced the man's gloomy face.

She only wanted what was best for him, and her intentions were clearly good, so why did she get angry again?

Pei Hansheng braced his arm against the door, trapping her in the cramped space.

He wanted to ingrain the woman who started the fire and then neglected to clean up the mess, so that no one would bother him anymore and he wouldn't have to suffer.

"Qiao Wan, what are you unhappy about? Did I not give you enough money, or did I not make you happy? What exactly do you want me to do so you won't look like you're about to die?"

Qiao Wan's face was cold, and her heart was as hard as a stone.

If she was dissatisfied, she wanted to know the details.

"When I moved out of Tanshu, I looked for work everywhere but couldn't find any. Only Luo Cheng was willing to take me in. Do you know who he is? Why didn't he help me?"

Looking back now, she still feels a lot of resentment.

"Because I never intended to ask you to go out. You're quite capable; you've achieved something even in a place like a winery."

Pei Hansheng was quite impressed with this.

Qiao Wan smiled and said, "Why won't you let me join the Pei family? Is it because I'm someone who can't be seen in public?"

Pei Hansheng paused for a moment, then sneered, "Didn't I later say I wanted you to be my assistant, and if you didn't want to, I'd buy out that run-down winery? It was all for you, to keep an eye on you so you don't run off with another man!"

"Forget it, it's hard to explain." Qiao Wan frowned, somewhat annoyed. "You're really rude. Let's avoid each other in the future."

She bent down, deftly freeing herself from the man's grasp, went around to another door, and left.

Pei Hansheng slammed his fist on the door, feeling a dull pain in his chest.

I tried to explain things clearly, but I still messed everything up...