Disagree? My husband has a mouth, there was no misunderstanding at all!

Chapter 43 Pei Weijin misses you too, sweetie, just one more day and I'll be home.

As soon as Yan Zhuoyu uttered the words, she felt her ears burning. She pounded her pillow a few times, realizing she must have been half asleep to say something as cloying as "I miss you" to Pei Weijin.

They were arranged marriage partners with absolutely no feelings involved. She had been friends with Qin Zhuyue for so many years, and she had never said anything like that!

There was no response from the other end of the phone for a long time, and the initial enthusiasm gradually faded.

"Sorry, I accidentally typed the wrong number."

Yan Zhuoyu heard the men's cheers over the phone. Although she couldn't understand Italian, she could tell from their tone that it was playful, excited, and curious.

It seems I disturbed his business conversation.

Just as she was about to hang up, she heard Pei Weijin laugh and say to the people in Italian, "Excuse me, it's my lover calling."

Then, Yan Zhuoyu heard the sound of a door closing and the sound of passing cars.

Pei Weijin stood outside the church, his tone devoid of any impatience or the assertiveness he displayed when speaking to others.

"If Mrs. Pei didn't find a substitute, then you haven't hit the wrong person. I am Pei Weijin myself, your legal husband."

He chuckled, "Besides, Pei Weijin misses you too. Sweetie, just one more day and I'll be going home."

The air conditioner automatically turned on its dehumidification function at night, and the cool air at 26 degrees Celsius was running at a low frequency, which was just the right temperature for a person sleeping under the covers.

But Yan Zhuoyu's palms were damp with sweat, and her voice sounded slightly surprised: "What did you call me, darling?"

He even said he missed her.

"Pei Weijin, blink if you've been kidnapped."

She said it half-jokingly, then realized it wasn't a video call and she couldn't see the other person's expression.

Pei Weijin stepped out of the air-conditioned room and stood casually on the street. The scorching wind did not diminish his patience. He sincerely repeated, "I said, sweetheart, I miss you."

"..."

Despite being in an air-conditioned room, Yan Zhuoyu felt even hotter. She kicked off the blanket, got out of bed, found the air conditioner remote, and beeped the temperature down by five degrees.

This person always seems to have more tricks up his sleeve when he goes on business trips.

Pei Weijin seemed to have a special fondness for the nickname "Guaiguai" (乖乖), and he used it more and more skillfully and naturally: "What did you want to say to me just now? You sounded so pitiful. Who bullied my Guaiguai?"

He kept Meng Yuting in the country to ensure Yan Zhuoyu's safety.

Pei Weijin not only knew about what happened today, but had also investigated it thoroughly.

For the Pei family, these trivial matters are nothing; he is fully capable of handling everything for her.

But this is not what Yan Zhuoyu needs. The naive little rose, even if it is covered with thorns, cannot withstand the wind and rain. She needs to grow up, and there is still a long road ahead.

Pei Weijin also wanted to know if she would take the initiative to make that move towards him.

……

She'd already made the call, so a few more words wouldn't make a difference. Yan Zhuoyu ignored his constant use of "good boy" and treated him like a close friend.

She switched to a video call, pointed the front-facing camera at her hand wrapped in thick bandages, and said, "Your little darling is being bullied, honey, look."

To give Pei Weijin a better view, Yan Zhuoyu turned on the bedside lamp.

The warm yellow light made the few scarlet spots on the snow-white gauze stand out even more.

"what happened?"

The man on the other end of the video call no longer had his relaxed smile; you could feel his tension even through the screen: "Who hurt you?"

Attorney Yue told him: "Your wife has a small cut."

What's this called?

Yan Zhuoyu had no idea what Pei Weijin was thinking, and told him everything that had happened on set that day.

Finally, she observed Pei Weijin's expression and tentatively asked, "I guess I hurt myself by accident. It hurts so much, honey."

Pei Weijin didn't speak for a few seconds before saying, "I've notified the family doctor. He'll come over right away to re-bandage your wound. Remember not to move around too much tonight."

"It's not really appropriate to call someone over so late at night."

Yan Zhuoyu touched the gauze, pointed the camera at herself, her hair slightly disheveled.

Pei Weijin said tactfully, "I believe he's happy to earn this money."

He wasn't some kind of exploitative capitalist. The family doctor received his salary as usual even when he didn't have much to do, and the occasional house call made him feel more at ease receiving his salary.

Yan Zhuoyu's main purpose in making the call wasn't simply to play the victim. She straightened her expression and said, "What happened today is very suspicious. I don't think it was an accident."

“What’s suspicious?” Pei Weijin asked.

Yan Zhuoyu carefully recalled every detail of the afternoon: "Based on my deduction, this should be a trap set by Li Yunsheng. She replaced the prop dagger, probably wanting me to leave the entertainment industry for maliciously injuring someone. But after she was stabbed, she said some things in a daze, as if she knew about my secret marriage to you. Someone must have told her that."

"So who do you think this person is?"

Yan Zhuoyu said decisively, "Song Zhiyu."

Pei Weijin has already had Secretary Meng investigate the matter thoroughly, and the results are basically consistent with Yan Zhuoyu's analysis.

A hint of appreciation flickered in his eyes, but he didn't show it; he simply gestured for her to continue.

Encouraged, Yan Zhuoyu continued, "Li Yunsheng isn't as ruthless as Song Zhiyu. Song Zhiyu probably realized this too and didn't completely trust Li Yunsheng, so she secretly arranged for Zhang Huyong as a backup. This also explains why Li Yunsheng's expression was so shocked after being stabbed."

Pei Weijin feigned ignorance and asked, "Then why would Li Yunsheng risk doing things for Song Zhiyu?"

Yan Zhuoyu smiled faintly, then turned the camera around again, waving her injured hand pitifully, and said, "It's nothing more than Song Zhiyu promising her one of three things: money, power, or something else. But as to what exactly it is, we'll have to ask the generous President Pei for help~"

"Oh? How does Mrs. Pei want me to help you?"

"Guai Guai would like to borrow Secretary Meng for a moment."

Yan Zhuoyu felt that Meng Yuting was Pei Weijin's person after all, so they couldn't just use him casually. They still had to go through the motions politely.

Pei Weijin calmly nodded in agreement. He had kept Secretary Meng around to provide her with assistance. "What do you plan to do?"

Yan Zhuoyu smiled slyly, looking even more like a little fox: "I plan to sow discord between them. Li Yunsheng has been in the entertainment industry for so long, she's no simple woman. She dared to agree to Song Zhiyu's request because she felt that the other party could at least guarantee her safety. But Zhang Huyong's appearance has disrupted the balance of trust between them."

"After this incident, do you think Song Zhiyu would still dare to believe the conditions she promised Li Yunsheng?"