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

The next morning, at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Pei Hansheng's car arrived earlier than Qiao Wan's, and Gao Sheng got out to greet her warmly.

"Good morning, madam."

Qiao Wan glanced into the car: "Where's Pei Hansheng?"

"President Pei made an emergency flight to the United States last night and asked me to come and handle the formalities."

Qiao Wan frowned.

"When he remarries, will he also ask you to get the marriage certificate? Will Jiang Chunzhi agree to that?"

Goldman Sachs scratched his head: "I won't agree either."

Qiao Wan was a little angry.

This wasn't the first time Pei Hansheng had stood her up. In short, everyone was important in his life, and he could put everything first.

He completely ignored her needs, always putting off promises he made. Places they'd agreed to go together were instead embroiled in photos posted by other women on their social media. The young bride he'd once promised to cherish for life turned into a crazy woman he couldn't even bear to look at.

"Assistant Gao, could you please call President Pei?"

"Okay, sure."

When I dialed Goldman Sachs' number, the background sound was a child's voice, a babbling baby, so innocent and adorable.

Qiao Wan remained silent.

It turns out the most urgent thing was to spend time with Zhaozhao and the child.

Pei Hansheng has a white moonlight fiancée in public, but in private he also has a cinnabar mole Zhaozhao, who occupies most of his life, leaving him no time to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to sign the papers.

No wonder he's not in a hurry to get a divorce, because it doesn't affect his ability to have multiple wives and several other families.

The overseas call connected, and a gentle, sweet voice answered.

"It's Goldman Sachs calling, do you want to answer?"

Qiao Wan was stunned for a moment.

The voice was so similar to hers that at first glance, one might mistake it for listening to their own voice.

Pei Hansheng took the phone and quietly walked away into the distance, the voices of the two infants gradually fading in the microphone.

"What is it?"

His voice was relaxed and carefree, which fueled Qiao Wan's anger.

"Pei Hansheng, didn't you say you were coming to the Civil Affairs Bureau to complete the procedures? Why did you rush abroad overnight? Your words are like farts, what's the point?"

Pei Hansheng's tone rose, his mood inexplicably pleasant.

"That's very interesting, Qiao Wan."

In the past, Qiao Wan would often have emotional breakdowns, and Pei Hansheng always hoped that she could be quieter. Now that she has become obedient, he hopes that she will change back. Even if she throws a huge tantrum, it would be better to have a wooden face all day long, at least it would show that her emotions can still fluctuate because of him.

Qiao Wan issued an ultimatum: "If you don't sign, I'll file for divorce."

Pei Hansheng chuckled softly: "Do you think the legal department of the Pei Group is useless? Unless I want it to, your divorce petition will never reach the judge's hands."

Qiao Wan gritted her teeth: "Shameless."

"What, you're disgusted with my face now? You used to swoon over it, and your eyes were all wet with tears."

Qiao Wan's cheeks flushed from what she was being told.

Undeniably, Pei Hansheng had an exceptionally handsome face. The first time she saw him, he was lying in a hospital bed, told by the doctor that he didn't have much time left, unconscious, but clutching a photograph in his hand. In the picture, he and Jiang Chunzhi were wearing graduation gowns, adjusting each other's hats.

Two youthful and innocent faces. Jiang Chunzhi hadn't had plastic surgery during her student days. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she was naturally pure. Pei Hansheng's appearance was even more striking than that of male celebrities.

Qiao Wan helped him turn over, and accidentally knocked the photo over. When she bent down to pick it up, she could still hear Pei Hansheng murmuring Jiang Chunzhi's name.

"Chunzhi, my injuries will heal, and I will be able to stand up like a normal person again."

He read it for several days, but Jiang Chunzhi didn't come to see him even once.

Qiao Wan felt guilty and served him even more attentively.

Now, she just wants to return this position to Jiang Chunzhi as soon as possible, so that the two lovers can finally be together.

Qiao Wan didn't say another word and hung up the phone.

How come I never noticed before that Pei Hansheng has a really thick skin?

It's not that there's no way out. The most anxious person right now is Jiang Chunzhi, and the elders of both families will definitely put pressure on Pei Hansheng, and he will naturally compromise.

Qiao Wan handed the phone back to Goldman Sachs: "When is Pei Hansheng returning to China?"

Goldman Sachs answered truthfully: "This was a private trip for President Pei, and I am not aware of it."

A mocking sneer appeared on Qiao Wan's lips. If a man wants to play around, he can still be carefree even if his hand is broken or his penis is broken.

She walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

"Madam, where are you going? Shall I take you?"

"Thank you, I'll just take a taxi myself."

He hailed a taxi by the roadside: "Driver, to Yuexi Bay."

Yuexi Bay Resort is the distributor she recently secured. That area is home to foreign consulates and has a large number of expatriates. She wants to test the waters with the winery's newly developed high-concentration red wine, and if it sells well, she'll expand overseas.

Although Qiao Wan was heartbroken in love, her career was booming. An Leyi entrusted her with the overseas market business. As long as she performed well, she could become a shareholder of the winery and receive dividends every year.

Yuexi Bay is located east of Beijing, but the driver was heading west.

Qiao Wan was puzzled when she suddenly realized that the driver was acting strangely.

He was wearing a hat and a mask, and the part of his face that was exposed had wrinkles, which were not skin, but a lifelike mask.

The car was going faster and faster, and it looked like it was heading towards the highway.

Qiao Wan grabbed her phone and turned on the camera.

The driver realized what was happening, quickly turned around, and snatched her phone.

"Dare to take photos secretly? I'll kill you!"

Qiao Wan was nervous but pretended to be calm: "Have we gone the wrong way?"

"Someone wants you to disappear from this world forever. I think you're good-looking. If you behave, I'll spare your life."

Qiao Wan lowered her eyes, and the color in her face gradually disappeared.

She reached her hand into her bag.

There was also a backup work phone inside, which she put on silent. With her eyes lowered, she typed a number on the keypad and dialed the number.

She raised her voice, pretending to speak to the driver:

"Who wants me to disappear? I see you're getting on the Jingxia Expressway; are you taking me to Xia City?"

The person on the other end of the phone was listening attentively, and a soft, gentle voice came through.

"Pei Hansheng is taking a bath in the bathroom and can't answer the phone. Who is this?"

Qiao Wan was somewhat disappointed; she shouldn't have had any hope in the first place. She hung up the phone.

At the highway entrance, traffic police were checking for drunk driving, forcing cars to stop.

The driver was preparing to turn around and take the national highway.

Qiao Wan shouted outside, "I'm calling the police! There are weapons and drugs in the trunk of this car!"

Police quickly surrounded the car and took the driver and Qiao Wan back to the station for questioning.

The driver insisted that Qiao Wan was his wife, that she was throwing a tantrum in the car and talking nonsense, and that he knew all of Qiao Wan's important information.

The police were completely confused by him, so they asked two people to stay and investigate the facts before releasing him.

Qiao Wan still had work to do, but luckily she brought her marriage certificate with her today, which she took out and slammed on the table.

"I am married and have a husband."

The police officer picked up the marriage certificate, glanced at it, and asked with a hint of disbelief, "Your husband is Pei Hansheng?"

Pei Hansheng's name was known to everyone in the capital, and the police practically had a huge question mark written all over their faces: was this a fake?

Qiao Wan was at her wit's end. The driver was clearly a scoundrel, and there must be a mastermind behind him secretly watching. If she didn't bring out something strong to deter him, there would probably be another disaster as soon as they left the police station.

"It can't be faked. You can check it yourself and you'll see."

The police returned the marriage certificate to you: "Call your husband."

Qiao Wan cooperated by taking out her phone. Although Pei Hansheng's number was on her blacklist, she knew it by heart. She would never forget many things about him, his likes and dislikes, his taboos, and the numbers he mentioned.

When the call connected, Qiao Wan spoke in a sweet, feminine voice, "Honey, are you coming home tonight? I'll cook you a big meal."

There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone: "Qiao Wan, what new trick are you up to now?"

The police officer took the phone: "Mr. Pei, this is the Chengxi Police Station. Your wife has been kidnapped and taken hostage by a man. We intercepted her on the Jingxia Expressway and she's giving her statement at the station..."

Pei Hansheng was visibly nervous: "I'll be right there. She's easily frightened, don't scare her."

Less than half an hour later, Qiao Wan saw the man who should have been abroad at the police station.