Sweet Temptation! The Beauty in President Pei's Palm is Too Alluring

It was almost ten o'clock when Shu Hua finished dinner with Chi Yu Chu and Ding Lun. She rubbed her sore shoulders and glanced at the time—it would take at least an hour to get back to Yu Shui Wan from the city center, and she had to get up early for work tomorrow morning.

She was already a bit tired, and had also had some drinks, so she really didn't want to go through the hassle and decided not to go back to Yushui Bay. She has several apartments in the city center, which she doesn't live in often, but she regularly hires people to clean them.

It was almost eleven o'clock when Shu Hua finished showering and lay down on the bed. She sent Pei Yanzhou a message saying that she wouldn't be going back to Yushui Bay tonight. After waiting for ten minutes without a reply, she guessed he was busy, so she put down her phone and went to sleep.

The next morning at eight o'clock, Shu Hua was woken up by her alarm clock.

She didn't sleep well; her dreams were a jumbled mess, sometimes showing Zhang Li and Li Wenwen's faces, sometimes that little Angolan fairy rabbit. She woke up feeling a bit dizzy.

After a quick wash, she changed her clothes and put on makeup. She chose a relatively understated Mercedes-AMG GT from the garage.

Huacheng was completely jammed during the morning rush hour. Shu Hua moved slowly with the flow of traffic, listening to upbeat music playing in her car, and hummed along a few times.

As she drove onto Jing'an Road, she noticed a white sedan in her rearview mirror. She didn't pay much attention at first, but when she changed lanes, the car followed. She turned onto the side road, and the other car followed her in.

Shu Hua had a vague feeling that something was wrong, and a sense of vigilance rose in her heart.

She tried to speed up, and the other person sped up too. She slowed down, and the other person slowed down as well.

Just as she was hesitating whether to make a call, the white car suddenly accelerated and rushed towards her without warning!

"Bang--!"

The force of the impact came from behind, and Shu Hua was thrown forward uncontrollably, only to be pulled back by the seatbelt. Her mind went blank, and she instinctively turned the steering wheel to the right, trying to avoid the traffic on either side.

The car went out of control and crashed into the roadside green belt with another loud bang.

The airbag deployed, slamming into her face. Shu Hua felt a sharp pain in her forehead, and her ears were ringing. Warm liquid trickled down her forehead, blurring her vision.

She tried to lift her head to reach for her phone, but her arms were too weak. Her vision began to blur…

Before losing consciousness, she vaguely saw someone running towards her, and she seemed to hear police sirens in the distance...

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New York, Manhattan, a banquet hall of a top-tier hotel.

The banquet hall was luxurious and brightly lit, filled with celebrities from all walks of life. Pei Yanzhou, as the key figure in this cross-border merger and acquisition, was naturally the focus of the entire event. He wore a tailor-made black suit, held a glass of champagne, and listened indifferently to the compliments from his business partners.

A young man named Bai En, dressed in a burgundy suit and with slicked-back hair, walked towards him, holding a glass of red wine. Accompanying him was Old Smith, the head of the Smith family business, one of the partners in this collaboration.

"Pei, this is my younger brother, Kim Smith. He has always admired you and wanted to get to know you," old Smith introduced with a smile.

Pei Yanzhou nodded politely, but his eyes were devoid of warmth.

King Smith immediately stepped forward, speaking in a perfect London accent, his eyes fixed eagerly on Pei Yanzhou's face: "Hi, I'm King Smith. Great to finally meet you, Mr. Pei! Would I be honored to have a drink with you?"

Pei Yanzhou raised his glass slightly in acknowledgment and gently touched it to his glass.

King, however, wouldn't give up. He leaned forward, his eyes lingering on him with a suggestive gaze: "I've heard so much about you. You're even more impressive in person."

Pei Yanzhou frowned, his tone indifferent: "Thank you."

King moved closer and lowered his voice, "Mr. Pei, you know… I'm not gay, but for you… I could make an exception."

Pei Yanzhou's face instantly darkened: "I'm not gay and I have a wife."

Jin was clearly taken aback by his direct and blunt rejection. A flicker of surprise and embarrassment crossed his face, but he quickly replaced it with his usual nonchalant smile: "Oh come on, I understand… these are just words, or maybe… a marriage of convenience? Mr. Pei, wouldn't you consider…"

Before he could finish speaking, Pei Yanzhou's eyes turned cold and angry: "What the fuck are you talking about? I adore my wife, OK? Get lost."

King paused for a moment, then realized he might have messed with the wrong person. His face paled, and he awkwardly took two steps back, saying, "OK... OK... Sorry..." before slinking away.

Seeing this, Old Smith quickly stepped in to smooth things over and apologize. Pei Yanzhou, too lazy to deal with it, was about to turn and leave when Chen Yifei strode over.

He walked straight to Pei Yanzhou's side: "Mr. Pei, something has happened to your wife."

Pei Yanzhou's heart tightened suddenly: "What happened?"

"Car accident. The person has been taken to the hospital and is fine, but..." Chen Yifei paused, "The doctor said it's a concussion and they need to be hospitalized for observation."

"Arrange a flight, I'm going back to Huacheng." Pei Yanzhou turned and left without even saying goodbye to his business partner.

"Yes, Mr. Pei!"