Chapter 37: Saving Face

                                    

                                          
From childhood, due to their family's reliance on the Pei Yan family, Pei Cunhai always heard others praising Pei Yan. Even their cousins and relatives loved to revolve around Pei Yan, despite everyone knowing that Pei Yan was moody, unproductive, and acted solely based on his interests. But no one dared to say a single bad thing about him in his presence.
Even his parents, in order to boast about Pei Yan, always stepped on their own biological son to elevate Pei Yan.
However, in recent years, no matter who it was, they had to praise him as a young talent and business elite in his presence. He had encountered women like Huajin before, who didn't bow down for money with their mouths, but their thoughts were all about how to gain an advantage and couldn't hold their heads up high.
Such women were even unworthy to play around with, let alone dream of marrying into a wealthy family. But he never expected that such a woman would dare to humiliate him in this way.
Who did she think she was? Could she marry Pei Yan and become the lady of the Pei family?
Pei Cunhai couldn't contain his anger and raised his hand to strike.
"Mr. Pei, although my shop is small, I do have money to install surveillance cameras," Huajin stood up and moved back, "Threatening me is one thing, but do you also want to physically assault someone? I didn't expect that Mr. Pei, who appears so talented, would be someone who enjoys laying hands on women..."
She opened her mouth but didn't say those two words, yet her lip movements made it clear.
Useless.
Pei Cunhai was so furious that he was gasping for breath. "I'm giving you face, but you have no shame. When Pei Yan loses interest in you, I'll make sure you can't stay here."
"Mr. Pei, you're so powerful, why wait until then?" Huajin sneered, "Why not make it so that I can't stay here right now?"
"Do you think I wouldn't dare?" Normally, in their social circle, even if they didn't get along, tearing each other's faces apart was rare. It was very unusual to encounter someone like Huajin, who could anger people with her words. Pei Cunhai was so angry that he kept gasping for breath as he pointed at Huajin, "Fine, very well. Let's see how long you can keep up your tough talk."
"President," the secretary, seeing the usually composed president being driven to such anger, whispered, "We should go and try on the formal attire. You have a banquet to attend tonight."
She was genuinely afraid that the president would lose his rationality due to the provocation of Pei Yan's woman and do something irreparable. Regardless of how long Pei Yan could maintain his interest in this woman, the president couldn't truly harm her before Pei Yan grew tired of her; otherwise, it would be a slap in Pei Yan's face.
Pei Yan had such peculiar temperaments, and he never yielded to pressure. If things escalated, it would only be their president who suffered the consequences. Moreover, this approach of using women around a man to get things done would not reflect well on them if it were known. They had initially thought she was just a woman looking to make a quick profit and run, but they didn't expect her to be the kind of woman who dared to speak to Pei Yan in such a manner.
The secretary glanced at the woman wearing a cheongsam and a embroidered shawl. She was beautiful with fair skin and a graceful figure, a rare beauty. Unfortunately, she underestimated the wealthy. Even if she devoted her heart to Pei Yan, it would be impossible for her to marry into his family.
What's the point of all this love and affection? It would be more reliable to seize an opportunity to make a fortune. Working in this shabby shop, embroidering and sewing all day, how much money could she make?