trap rose

After a few people left, Xiao Chen took a walk on the road. After a while, Mr. Ma sent a message.

In the photo, Pei Zhiyao is lying on the bed, seemingly well-arranged.

There were even two bodyguards guarding the door, which seemed to be in perfect harmony.

Immediately afterwards, there was another voice from Mayu:

"Don't worry, Mr. Pei has been delivered to you safely. I have opened a presidential suite in a five-star hotel near the restaurant. If you have something urgent to see Mr. Pei, just go to the front desk and tell me my name. But I I advise you not to go, Mr. Pei is tired."

Thinking that Pei Zhiyao was indeed working overtime these days, Xiao Chen understood in his heart.

"I'll give Mr. Pei some advice on tomorrow's work and let him have a good sleep."

After all, this was Ma Yu's order, and Xiao Chen dared not disobey.

Pei Zhiyao was indeed overtired. If he could rest for a whole morning, it would probably be nothing.

She first looked at the schedule, and there was only one regular meeting to be held.

The woman thought to herself that she could delay the time anyway, and it didn't matter if she called Mr. Pei later.

"Thank you, Mr. Ma. Tomorrow I will go to the hotel on time to pick up Mr. Pei. I hope this cooperation can go smoothly. We have worked hard today. Mr. Ma is tired all night. Go back and have a good rest."

After exiting Mayu's chat page, Xiao Chen thought for a long time before putting his phone back.

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"Miss Wen, what are you waiting for?"

at that time.

Wen Mian had been sitting motionless in the living room for about two hours.

The housekeeper happened to be at home, and when passing by the living room, he couldn't help but stop and ask.

The other party looked at the housekeeper blankly, his dark eyes filled with disappointment.

"Pei Zhiyao hasn't come back yet."

She murmured, as if countless emotions were pouring out of her heart.

Just as the two people looked at each other, Wen Mian couldn't help but ask: "Has he contacted you?"

On weekdays, Wenmian's demand for Pei Zhiyao was not so great.

In the past, she seemed to be wishing that Pei Zhiyao would not come back.

Only in this way can you relax and feel at ease.

What is this today.

"No, Mr. Pei is a little busy these days. It's normal to work overtime in the company. What's wrong with Miss Wen? Is there anything you want to tell Pei Zhiyao?" She naturally knew that he was busy at work.

Just because he was busy on weekdays, Wen Mian was waiting for him to come back in the living room today.

Because in the afternoon, Pei Zhiyao sent him a message and invited her to have dinner together.

But she called her more than a dozen times and sent countless messages, but she didn't get a reply from Pei Zhiyao.

Wen Mian, who was not worried at first, suddenly became nervous.

"Do you have the phone number of his assistant?"

Before Wen Mian could look away, his scorching eyes had already hit the housekeeper again.

She was afraid that the housekeeper would not know the situation, so she had to explain it carefully again.

"Pei Zhiyao asked me to have dinner tonight, but I contacted him for a long time and still didn't reply. I'm worried about his condition, and I always feel a little uneasy. If you can contact someone close to him, please help me ask about the situation."

Hearing what Wen Mian said, the housekeeper who originally thought it was strange suddenly became nervous.

The man immediately took out his cell phone and quickly called the bodyguard who had been working around Pei Zhiyao.

Except for some private or emergency occasions, bodyguards always follow Pei Zhiyao.

And his movements should be known to the bodyguards.

"Don't worry, I'll ask now."

The phone was dialed, but it rang for a long time before the call was connected.

When the bodyguard's voice came, Wen Mian subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, but the bodyguard's words made Wen Mian's heart hang in his throat again.

"A Biao, where is Mr. Pei?"

A Biao's voice came intermittently from the receiver.

He sounded a little sleepy, probably woken up by the phone call.

"Huh? Mr. Pei? I don't know, I'm already off work."

The housekeeper looked at the time, it was almost one o'clock now.

Logically speaking, it is indeed time to get off work and have gone back to rest for a long time.

But Wen Mian grabbed the phone and snatched away what the housekeeper was about to say.

"When did you and Mr. Pei separate? When you got off work, was Mr. Pei still working in the company?"