Capture Love Alive: The Story of the Lengao Boss Chasing His Wife

Chapter 297 I Can't Sleep Without You
In order to stabilize the company's situation, Pei Jinchen hardly slept a good night's sleep. During the day at the company, he had to deal with a bunch of documents. When he returned to Wuyuan, he also had to keep an eye on the stock market. The mobile phone called 24 hours a day. Mostly bad news.

The company's liquidity was not working well, many projects were forced to terminate, no sponsors were willing to support the start of the project, and many endorsements were temporarily suspended. It seemed that in just one month, Jindi became an isolated existence in the industry.

"Dingling bell", in the study, a rapid ringtone suddenly rang, Pei Jinchen took the phone and looked at it, his handsome face suddenly darkened.

The call was from France, and it was a series of numbers that he didn't want to remember, but he remembered deeply.

After turning off the computer, he stared coldly at the vibrating mobile phone, and did not pick it up immediately.

What was that woman trying to do on the phone?
The ringing stopped and the screen gradually went black.

A trace of disappointment quickly flashed across his eyes, did he give up like this?
The image of her pleading with herself again and again for Lu Yanshu suddenly flashed in her mind. For some reason, there was a faint astringency in a tiny corner of her heart.

"Dingling!" The bell rang again, and there was a stance to keep fighting.

Pei Jinchen finally picked up the phone when the ring rang seven or eight times.

He didn't make a sound and remained silent. He didn't know what to say to this woman after he spoke.

Only the sound of breathing spread on both ends of the phone, one was long and steady, the other was rapid and heavy.

Du Mei was so nervous that her palms were sweating. He didn't know how long she hesitated for this call before she had the courage to dial.

"Ms. Du," Pei Jinchen felt a little impatient after waiting for a few minutes before she could speak, and took the initiative to break the weird atmosphere, "Need I remind you, how long is the time difference between China and Paris?"

City C is now in the wee hours of the morning, while the sun is shining brightly in Paris.

"I... Did I disturb you?" Du Mei asked uneasily, her voice trembling slightly.

"Yes." He spat out a word mercilessly.

It was as if my heart had been stabbed hard with a knife, and it hurt terribly.

Du Mei's eyes blushed quietly, but she tried her best to hold back, refusing to let him notice that something was wrong with her.

She didn't speak until the pain disappeared, "Mr. Pei...I saw domestic reports in France, you...are you in trouble?"

"Is this related to you? Ms. Du." Pei Jinchen asked indifferently, with a slightly sarcastic expression.

I don't know how many difficulties he has experienced in his life. Has she ever asked?Since I didn't have this kind of heart before, don't you think it's too late to show concern now?
Du Mei's face turned pale. She imagined what his reaction would be, and also imagined that she might be ignored and hit by him.

It's one thing to imagine it, but it's another thing to actually face your son's indifference.

"I just want...to help you..." She choked out.

She knows that she has done a lot of mistakes in her life, and if he doesn't forgive her, she won't have any complaints, but, can't she be given a chance to make up?Can't you let her contribute?
"Help me?" Pei Jinchen seemed to have heard something ridiculous, and the smile on his lips deepened, "Ms. Du, my business has nothing to do with you, I thank you for your kindness, but I don't need it, if you really have no place Vent your kindness, I suggest you find a charity, I believe there are many people in the world who need your help."

But that person will never be him, Pei Jinchen!

After speaking, he didn't even give Du Mei a chance to speak again, and ended the call neatly.

The phone was thrown on the table, her brows were furrowed irritably, she closed her eyes, and what flashed through her mind was the picture of her covering her face and crying bitterly.

"Fuck!" He really shouldn't have answered the call in the first place.

Ye Wu slept in the bedroom until after five o'clock in the morning before waking up in a daze. During this time, she was used to getting up in the middle of the night, because she knew that he must still be working.

Rubbing his sore eyes and leaving the bedroom, as soon as he went out, he saw the faint light flowing from the study as expected.

She was about to go downstairs to find a servant to make a glass of milk for him, but when she passed the door of the study, she smelled a strong and pungent smell of smoke.

How much did he smoke?
The little face suddenly sank, she changed her mind and wanted to go in and educate a guy who didn't care about his body.

The door creaked and pushed open, under the dim wall lamp, Pei Jinchen nestled silently on the sofa, his lone figure bumped into Ye Wu's heart, his chest felt tight.

She glanced at the cigarette butts piled up in the ashtray on the table, stepped forward, and knocked on the table: "Do you think your life is too long? Are you planning to live a few years less?"

"Still sleeping?" Lonely disappeared in an instant, his eyelids lifted slightly, perhaps because he smoked too much, his voice was a bit distressed and hoarse.

"Is it the company's affairs that bothered you?" Ye Wu asked softly, holding back her anger.

His lonely appearance made her feel very uncomfortable.

"No." Pei Jinchen didn't explain the reason, there were some things he didn't want to talk about, "Go back and rest."

"What about you?" How long does he want to be busy? "It's past five o'clock now, you have to go to the company in the morning, it's time to go to bed."

He almost works until the early morning every day, and then sleeps for an hour or two before getting up to go to the company. Ye Wu didn't say anything, but he was always thinking about his body in his heart.

"Want me to sleep with you?" Pei Jinchen deliberately misinterpreted her meaning, a wicked smile bloomed on his lips, but there was still a bit of depression hidden deep in his eyes.

"Yeah, yeah." In order to coax him to sleep, Ye Wu went all out, she went around the table and took his arm and walked towards the door, "I can't sleep without you."

Knowing that these words were false, Pei Jinchen didn't want to expose them.

The temperature in her palm was so warm, like sunshine, which made him reluctant to let go.

Accompanying her back to the room, Ye Wu thoughtfully took off his coat, folded it and put it on the bedside table.

He hugged her and slowly closed his tired eyes.

Ye Wu nestled in his arms, carefully watching his tired face, perhaps only at this time, his mask would be removed, revealing some real emotions.

He is really tired.

His fingers caressed the corners of his eyes, the dark circles under his eyes were heavy.

Ye Wu felt distressed and sad: "Pei Jinchen, I can't seem to help you with anything."

Her determination to face it with him has not changed, but he doesn't need it.

He refused to tell her that he was in trouble, and he refused to let her worry about it. Sometimes she hated his chauvinism, but she knew clearly that he did it because he cared too much.

"Go to sleep." He patted her back lightly, resting his chin on her hair, and murmured.

That night, Ye Wu didn't sleep well, but Pei Jinchen didn't feel sleepy at all.

At dawn, he got up and left the room, the roar of the engine came from outside Wuyuan, Ye Wu stared, listening to the sound of the car going away, her heart was full of bitterness.

The maid made breakfast and asked her to go to the restaurant to eat. Ye Wu had no appetite, but if she didn't eat, she would definitely get angry when he came back at night.

Holding on to her spirit, she went downstairs, and after eating a little in a hurry, she stopped her chopsticks and went back to the study to turn on the computer, paying attention to the news on the Internet and the stock market of Jindi Company.

The phone on the table vibrated.

Is it the teacher's phone number?
Ye Wu was a little dazed. Ever since the teacher returned to Paris, she hadn't contacted her again. There were too many things happening during this period, and she didn't care about the news of the French fashion industry.

After she collected herself, she answered the phone.

"Teacher." She called out politely, her tone a little alienated.

What happened to Lu Yanshu made her unable to get along with the teacher as calmly as before. Even though she knew that this matter had nothing to do with the teacher from the beginning to the end, there was a gap between the two of them.

The mood of respecting each other has not changed, but there is no way to be as close as before.

"Ann, are you okay with him?" Du Mei's hoarse voice made Ye Wu feel a little worried.

"Teacher, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?"

"No, I'm fine." Du Mei said quietly, "I know everything that happened in the country."

Ye Wu was taken aback, but then she thought about it, teacher, even if she is in France, but Pei Jinchen is in China, how could she not care about his news?
Her lips moved slightly, she didn't know what to say at this time.

"I heard that his company is in great trouble." Du Mei said hesitantly, "I called him yesterday, but he..."

Thinking of the elder son's indifferent attitude yesterday, Du Mei's heart throbbed again.

"No wonder." Ye Wu whispered to herself, no wonder he looked like that last night.

After sobbing a few times, Du Mei suppressed his sobs: "I know many well-known entrepreneurs in France. I read in the newspaper that he wanted to find a sponsor, but there is no company in China that is willing to inject capital. Ann, please help the teacher. The teacher came to set up the line and said that you found these companies. If you can persuade these bosses to fund sponsorship, maybe the company’s situation will be much better.”

"Teacher." Ye Wu frowned. She was moved by Du Mei's words. In Paris, Ye Wu could see how capable she was. Is it really okay to just keep it from Pei Jinchen?
"Don't tell him, if he knows..." Du Mei smiled wryly, "He will definitely not accept it."

He hated her so much, resented her so much, even if he worked hard alone, he would never accept her help.

She knew this in her heart, but even so, as a mother, she wanted to do something for her son.

She's sorry for her younger son, and even more sorry for her elder son. As long as she can help him, what does it matter if he knows?

"Teacher, do you really have a solution?" Ye Wu's heart was moved. The teacher's contacts in Paris should not be underestimated. If she can help the company, she will tell Pei Jinchen about it after the storm has passed. Maybe it will ease them. The relationship between the two is a double win.

Du Mei noticed her softened attitude, and wept with joy: "It's true!"

She has been in contact with several luxury goods companies in France for the past few days, and the other party also has the idea of ​​entering the domestic market. She is sure that she can get sponsorship for Jindi.

"Okay, teacher, if you have any good news, you must inform me as soon as possible. As for Pei Jinchen, leave it to me." Ye Wu was ecstatic, as if she saw an opportunity to help the company tide over the difficulties.

After discussing with the teacher, she has been waiting for the news from France. The teacher did not disappoint her. In just two days, she really got three sponsors for Jindi, and the other company expressed their willingness to reach a cooperation with Jindi. Give the jewelry endorsement to Jindi's artist, and sponsor Jindi's project.

As soon as Pei Jinchen returned to Wuyuan from the company, Ye Wu told him the good news.

"Adam Jewelry? Xinlan Clothing?" He frowned slightly, staring at her sharply, as if trying to see through her. "These two companies are old French companies. How did you get in touch?"

It's not that he doesn't believe in her ability, it's just that these two world-renowned companies cannot be hired by anyone.

If it was Jindi in the past, he could understand it, but now, to put it bluntly, Jindi is notorious, and even domestic companies are unwilling to get involved in this muddy water. How could foreign companies think that at this juncture Cooperate with Jindi?
(End of this chapter)