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Although Pei Yangren woke up, his consciousness was still half drunk and half awake. With his naturally good eyesight, he recognized that the person in the driver's seat was his own wife, and he immediately felt aggrieved:

"Honey, it hurts."

After calling out, Shen Mingzhu ignored him and continued: "Wife."

"Wife?"

"Honey, I hit my head just now. It hurts so much. Please help me breathe."

As he spoke, he leaned towards Shen Mingzhu, but Shen Mingzhu slapped her away rudely, "Shut up and sit tight!"

"Oh."

Pei Yang received a slap and sat back in his seat aggrievedly.

The carriage became quiet again.

Shen Mingzhu glanced at the passenger seat distractedly and found that the doggy man had fallen asleep again with his head against the window.

She stepped on the accelerator with an expressionless expression.

……

the next day.

Pei Yang woke up and looked at the different room environment. He stared at it for a long time before he realized that it was the guest room at home.

Rubbing his head, he walked out of the room and found that Shen Mingzhu and the two children were already having breakfast.

"Morning~"

"Good morning, Dad."

Compared to Pei Tang's enthusiastic response, Pei Ziheng was much more restrained and reserved, calling out "Dad" lightly.

Shen Mingzhu ate breakfast with lowered eyes and ignored his greetings.

Pei Yang pulled out the dining chair and sat next to her, "Honey, I don't know what's going on. The right side of my head hurts so much."

Both brother and sister looked at him with concern in their eyes.

In contrast, Shen Mingzhu, who was closest to him, turned a deaf ear and said "I'm done eating" to the brothers and sisters before getting up and going back to the bedroom.

It wasn't until the bedroom door was shut firmly that Pei Yang realized belatedly that his wife didn't seem to be in a beautiful mood.

He looked at his daughter, "Did you make your mother angry?"

Pei Tang reacted greatly: "I didn't! Mom was fine just now, but she became like this as soon as you came."

While talking, he also imitated Shen Mingzhu's sullen expression, which he did perfectly.

Pei Yang looked at Pei Ziheng.

The latter gave him a "yes, that's it" expression.

Pei Yang wiped his face and began to think about what made Shen Mingzhu angry, until his daughter wrinkled her nose and reminded him: "Dad, you smell so bad."

Pei Yang looked at his body. He still had the same shirt as yesterday, and his tie was hanging loosely. He raised his elbow and smelled it. There was a smell of tobacco, alcohol and other strange smells. It was really unpleasant.

Pei Yang ran into the bathroom as quickly as possible to take a shower and wash his hair.

While washing his hair, he found a lump on the right side of his head that hurt when touched.

Hiss, how much did he drink last night to make his head swollen?
After taking a shower, he returned to the bedroom wrapped in a bathrobe.

"Honey, there's a bump on my head. It's so strange. I have no memory at all."

Seeing Shen Mingzhu put on makeup and ignoring him, he understood that Shen Mingzhu was angry because he drank too much last night.

"Those people are so good at drinking. I won't drink with them anymore."

Seeing that Shen Mingzhu still ignored him, he stretched out his hand to tug Shen Mingzhu's sleeves in a flattering manner, "Honey, please pay attention to me, why did I sleep in the guest room last night?"

Shen Mingzhu pulled back her sleeves, picked up her bag and got ready to go to work.

Pei Yang followed her until she left the door and then returned to the living room angrily.

Walking to the dinner table, he met the sympathetic and pity-filled eyes of his brother and sister. He pretended to be calm: "Your mother is angry because she cares about me, cares about me, and is worried about me."

Pei Tang asked innocently: "Then why does mom let you sleep in the guest room?"

Pei Yang changed the subject of his heart attack: "Let's go play after eating."

Pei Tang shook his head and looked happy, "My brother and I went to his company to play."

Pei Yang looked at Pei Ziheng in confusion, "What company?" Pei Ziheng slowly placed a business card in front of him, "Future Technology was co-founded by Uncle Shi and I. Welcome to discuss cooperation when you have time."

After that, he asked Pei Tang to go upstairs to change clothes.

Pei Yang looked at the business card in his hand and fell into deep thought.

My wife has her own food factory, Shenji, and various investment projects. Now even her son has his own technology company.

He seems like a waste in comparison.

……

Halfway through her work, Shen Mingzhu suddenly threw away the pen.

The gold pen hit the paper and made a snapping sound. Huang Ju, who was waiting on the side, was surprised and nervous, "Mr. Shen, is there something wrong in the document?"

"I'm going out for something. I'll put the documents aside for now and wait until I come back to deal with them."

After saying this, Shen Mingzhu picked up her bag and left the office.

After watching her leave, Huang Ju closed the documents on the desk one by one and put them in the basket of documents to be processed.

After finishing, she returned to her workstation outside.

Not long after she sat down, Pei Wenping came over and said, "Has Mr. Shen signed last month's salary list? I'm waiting for it."

"No, Mr. Shen just went out."

As he spoke, he lowered his voice: "Mr. Shen is in a bad mood today."

Pei Wenping was aroused by gossip and curiosity: "What happened?"

"I don't know. I was so cold when I came in the morning that I didn't dare to speak loudly."

Pei Wenping was someone who had been here before, so she guessed it was a family problem and called Pei Yang when she returned to the office.

"Is there nothing wrong with you and Mingzhu?"

Pei Yang pretended to be confused, "It's okay, what's wrong, sister?"

"Xiaoju Mingzhu was in a bad mood today and just went out."

"Did you say what you were going to do?"

"I didn't tell you. I still want to ask you. How long did you drink last night? When did you go back?"

Pei Yang couldn't remember it at all. He just thought about calling Chen Yi after finishing his work, but Pei Wenping's phone number was called first.

He didn't dare tell Pei Wenping that he had stopped drinking.

Although he is 34 years old, he is still a younger brother in front of Pei Wenping. Pei Wenping can peel off a layer of his skin in minutes.

After a few vague responses, he hung up the phone with an excuse and called Shen Mingzhu.

After the mobile phone rang for the second time, Shen Mingzhu directly removed the battery, and the car finally became quiet.

After sitting quietly for three or four minutes, she opened the car door, got out of the car and walked towards the Hengxin pager store opposite.

"Welcome... landlady, why are you here?"

I just had dinner last night, and I got a Spring Festival snack gift package in vain without giving away a penny. The employees were extremely enthusiastic and respectful towards Shen Mingzhu.

"Passing by, come in and take a look."

Shen Mingzhu glanced casually around the store, then looked back calmly.

"How's business those days?"

"It's much better than last month. It's almost the Chinese New Year, so everyone's pockets are quite bulging."

After finishing speaking, he noticed that the store was too deserted, and quickly explained: "There are usually no people in the morning, but there are more customers in the afternoon and evening."

Shen Mingzhu nodded, "I remember the manager of your store is He Tao?"

"Yes, store manager He is on vacation today. Assistant Dai is on duty. She just went out."

Just as he was talking, Dai Mingfang, who was fashionably dressed, opened the door and returned to the store.

Seeing Shen Mingzhu, she was stunned for a moment before walking up and greeting: "Sister-in-law, are you here to see Brother Pei? He..."

Shen Mingzhu interrupted the other party with a slight smile: "In the workplace, you should call me Mr. Shen." (End of Chapter)