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

Chapter 90
More than 100 invitation letters were sent out in just one hour, and employees of several departments did not get the cards, including the big boss Pei Jinchen who was processing documents in the CEO's office on the top floor of the company building.

Fortunately, Judy was well prepared. Seeing that she had sent out the first round of invitation cards, she brought her a new handbag, "Go quickly."

From the morning to the noon lunch break, the two distributed nearly [-] employees in the company.

"Phew, I'm so tired." Ye Wu sat on the sofa in the rest area, beating her sore calf lightly with her fist. This kind of work was a bit more tiring than her shooting in the crew.

"Ye Wu, did you forget that there is still one person who hasn't sent out this invitation?" Judy mysteriously sat down beside her, and took out a card that was completely different from other invitation cards from the sachet. Pass it to her.

On the card with a red background, the pattern of peach hearts is printed with gold powder, and a bow is tied with a pink ribbon in the center.

Ye Wu felt hot, and hurriedly threw the card away: "How do you ask me to give this kind of card to him?"

This isn't a birthday invitation card, it's a love letter for confession!
If he saw him holding such a thing, he didn't know how he would play tricks on her.

Her fair cheeks were dyed pink, she shook her head hastily: "No, I won't go."

They haven't seen each other since he turned his back that night, and she still doesn't understand why he is angry, showing her face for some reason, avoiding her for some reason, why does she have the cheek to run to him?

"Oh, how can you not invite the big boss on your birthday? You forgot, he has helped you so much, if you don't go, you will be called a white-eyed wolf." Judy persuaded, wanting to take this opportunity, Give them both a chance to reconcile.

In the past two days, the big boss and Ye Wu had been at odds. Not only was she caught in the middle to suffer, but many employees in the company were affected by this storm. If there is no way to solve it, who can bear it?

Ye Wu was a little shaken, she never forgot Pei Jinchen's help to her, if it wasn't for him, her parents might still be harassed by Omi'er's fans, if it wasn't for him nodding and promising himself to quit the entertainment industry, how could she be here After filming Liu Rushi, successfully quit?
But thinking of his inexplicable attitude that night, she was a little afraid, afraid that if she went to find him, what she would get in return would be his disgust and ridicule.

"Have you considered it?" Judy waited for a long time, feeling a little anxious, "I just asked you to send an invitation letter, not to send you to death, don't be so nervous, think about it, there are so many employees in the company You gave them all away, even artists in the sixth and seventh tiers received cards, but the big boss didn't, does that make sense?"

There seems to be some truth in this statement.

Never mind, she had done nothing wrong and had no reason to be afraid of him.

Taking a deep breath, she raised her spirits, left the lounge with her head held high, and walked towards the top floor.

"Hey, Ye Wu, you forgot to take the card." Judy exclaimed, and hurriedly chased after her. Before she entered the elevator, she finally stuffed the invitation card she had left behind into her hand.

The elevator door closed slowly, and she waved her fist excitedly, "YES! Once Ye Wu goes out, she will definitely appease the big boss."

When these two people have a conflict, doesn't someone have to bow first?There is nothing wrong with convincing Ye Wu to give up first in this way.

The elevator went up slowly from floor to floor, and the jumping floor numbers on the screen made Ye Wu's nervousness gradually deepen.

On the smooth forehead, there was even a faint layer of hot sweat.

Seeing that she was about to reach the top floor, she had an inexplicable urge to turn around and run away.

"Ding Dong." As soon as the thought came up, the door of the elevator opened in response.

She stood where she was, with all kinds of hesitation and entanglement in her heart, her legs seemed to be nailed in place, and she couldn't move at all.

"Miss Ye?" Joy's surprised voice came from outside the door.

When he looked up, he saw the slender, majestic black figure outside the elevator. The exquisite facial features were unpredictable, making it impossible to guess what was hidden in his heart.

The brows were slightly wrinkled, and the cool and thin lips were slightly pursed, revealing a little displeasure.

Joy stood beside him helplessly, and smiled awkwardly at Ye Wu: "Is there something wrong with you coming to this floor?"

The big boss didn't speak, and she also played silent. The important task of adjusting the atmosphere can only be borne by him.

"I...I'll come up to give you an invitation card," the eyes trembled, and I didn't have the courage to look at him, so I could only look at Joy. In desperation, I blurted out without reason, "Tonight is my birthday party , I hope you can come to participate."

"For me?" Joy was confused, Ms. Ye came here specially to give herself an invitation card?This is not right.

"Yeah, I joined the company, and you helped me a lot..." Ye Wu forcefully explained, but the more she said, the more guilty she felt.

The cold air coming from the front was bitingly cold, and the invisible oppressive feeling was like a huge mountain pressing hard on her shoulders, making her a little out of breath.

Joy broke out in a cold sweat when she heard that, she dared to say that.

"Let's go." A hoarse and deep voice slipped out from between the man's lips, his legs moved gracefully, and he stepped into the elevator, his deep and cold eyes swept across Ye Wu's body.

Her nerves tensed instantly, she stared at him vigilantly, the hairs all over her body stood on end.

What does he want to do?
Pei Jinchen pressed the door-opening button of the elevator with his palm, and raised his eyebrows slightly, "Do you want to go out, or do you want to go downstairs?"

"I... I'm going downstairs!" Ye Wu stammered with her mind in a mess.

"Going downstairs?" A hint of interest gathered in the man's eyes, "This elevator is the company's VIP elevator. Artists should take the one next to it, understand?"

"Oh." She lowered her head in frustration, and walked out of the elevator dejectedly.

She had never seen that the moment she went out, his slightly raised arm seemed to want to keep her, but in the end, he put it back again.

The iron door of the elevator closed slowly, blocking his stern figure.

Ye Wu stood alone on the spot, her eyes were red with grievance.

She never thought that his attitude would be so indifferent, as if the man who was with her a while ago was not him, and everything was just an illusion of her alone.

In the elevator, Joy secretly looked at the big boss with a dark face, hesitant to speak.

"What do you want to say?" His eyes turned faintly, and he asked with a half-smile.

"Boss, are you really not going?" Miss Ye would be very sad if the boss didn't attend such an important occasion.

"No." His answer was sharp and crisp, even a little ruthless.

But Joy could tell that this was not what he had in mind. He shook his head. He really couldn't figure out what the boss was thinking. He clearly cared, so why did he choose to push people away with his own hands?
The sun is setting, and the light snow is still flying wantonly. Outside the high-end club of Tianyahaige in the urban area, a red carpet is laid on the floor, leading directly to the parking area. The reporters who have been waiting for a long time on both sides of the red carpet are checking the equipment, waiting for tonight's protagonist show up.

Many fans who came here after hearing the news were not invited by the company, but enthusiastically gathered outside the clubhouse, holding high up a flashing card with the words "Happy Birthday" specially made on it.

Most of them are young people, mostly teenagers, they hold banners, and some eat bread for dinner, just to see their idols.

It was freezing cold, and the faces of these young and hot-blooded people were trembling from the wind, but the emotions on their faces were excited, rising and surging like flames.

A black nanny car slowly approached from the street. Fans and media rushed forward as if injected with stimulant.

The security guards maintained order at the scene, trying their best to push back the rioting crowd, preventing them from stepping on the red carpet and affecting the guests' entry.

"Ye Wu! I love you!"

"Ye Wu, you are the best!"

"Ye Wu, happy birthday!"

……

The wall of people couldn't resist the enthusiasm of the fans. They stuck their necks, shouted hoarsely, and jumped for joy. They only hoped that the wind would carry their voices, their likes, into the ears of their idols.

(End of this chapter)