This sentence "Yeming, do you think so?" is an affirmative sentence rather than a question.
It was Pei Shaomu who was telling Ye Ming his attitude, not asking Pei Shaomu.
Pei Shaomu's words let Ye Ming know Pei Shaomu's attitude.
He felt that he didn't need to say more.
"Then you get busy first, and I'll leave first." Ye Ming stood up.
"I'll see you off." Pei Shaomu also stood up.
Ye Ming smiled and refused: "You'd better do your business first. The eldest lady accompanying the Wen family probably takes up a lot of your time. Your time in the company is already very precious now, so I won't waste your time.
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Pei Shaomu laughed.
"Okay, then walk slowly." He didn't insist.
Here, when Ye Ming walked to the door, his steps suddenly stopped.
He turned back to look at Pei Shaomu.
Pei Shaomu was already sitting at the large desk and looking at the documents. He seemed to notice Ye Ming's gaze and raised his head again: "Ye Ming, is there anything else?"
Ye Ming's lips curled up slightly and his tone was joking: "It's nothing, I just suddenly thought of something and wanted to remind you."
"Um."
"Shao Mu, with all due respect, Miss Wen Tian is too playful."
"I know." Pei Shaomu looked calmly: "It's normal for a young girl to be playful. I can tolerate her."
Ye Ming twitched the corners of his lips: "Although it's not a big deal this time, I guarantee that next time she will send all the photos of you taking a bath to the newspaper."
Pei Shaomu: "..."
He was helpless: "Don't worry, even if she publishes it, no newspaper will dare to publish it."
After Pei Shaomu said this, Ye Ming felt that there was no need to say any more.
Isn't there a saying that goes well, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer.
After Ye Ming left, Pei Shaomu called his assistant in.
He asked his assistant to sort out the information about the hot and sour noodle shop he went to yesterday.
Although this matter is not important, if it can be solved by the way, it would be better to solve it, so as not to make a fuss about it by some well-intentioned competitors.
Soon, the assistant sent the information.
Pei Shaomu flipped through page after page, then frowned slightly, his eyes as deep as if they were addicted to the deep blue of the sea.
Fifteen minutes later, Pei Shaomu personally handed a public relations draft he had written to his assistant.
"Take this to the major media and publish it." He said in a deep voice, "And do it according to what I wrote."
The assistant glanced at Pei Shaomu's public relations draft, and then his eyes showed surprise.
At first, he didn't understand what the good Pei Shaomu wanted to do by sorting out all the information about the small hot and sour noodle shop for him.
It dawned on me now.
He couldn't help but admire his boss.
Fifteen minutes, including the time to read the information, make a decision and write the official document myself, there is really no one with such ability and speed.
For dinner, Wen Tian was served at Pei's house and was cooked by Li's mother.
In fact, she didn't want to spend too much time at Pei's house.
But apart from the Pei family villa, she really doesn't know where she is going now.
It's okay to go back to the Wen family occasionally, but it's obviously unrealistic to run back every now and then. After all, I'm afraid of arousing suspicion.
After all, she didn't tell anyone the real purpose of marrying Pei Shaomu.
Shopping, which I loved so much before, suddenly felt boring.
After much deliberation, Wen Tian returned to Pei's house.
After all, although she hates Pei Shaomu here, she doesn't hate the Pei family's servant, Ma Li.
Sometimes I have a casual chat with Mother Li, and I find it quite interesting.
For dinner, Li Ma made a warm and sweet meatball, cuttlefish and vermicelli soup that I had never tasted before.
The jade-white soup is filled with thin vermicelli, fried tender meatballs and fresh cuttlefish, with green chives sprinkled on top. It looks super delicious at first glance.
This was Wen Tian's first time eating something like this. She thought it was super delicious. After eating a bowl, she couldn't help but ask Li's mother if she had any more.
Seeing Wen Tian appreciate it so much, Li Ma immediately gave Wen Tian another big bowl.
Wen Tian was very happy to eat, and so was Li’s mother.
She said happily: "Ms. Wen, this is what our hometown makes during the Chinese New Year. I didn't expect you to like it so much."
Wen Tian took a sip of the vermicelli soup with a satisfied look on her face: "Because it's really delicious. From now on, I will eat two big bowls of it every day, okay? Mom Li, can you cook it for me?"
Li Ma agreed immediately.
Her tone was very cheerful: "Miss Wen, it's better that you are not pretentious at all, unlike some women."
Wen Tian was swallowing a meatball, and her eyes flashed when she heard this.
Not like some women?
She always felt that there was something in these words. Could it be that Pei Shaomu had another woman.
Wen Tian didn't ask questions first. She quietly finished the vermicelli meatball soup in front of her.
After tearing off a piece of tissue and wiping the corners of her lips, Wen Tian pretended to be casual and asked, "Who is so pretentious, Mrs. Li? Is there anything pretentious about eating?"
Li's mother's eyes were full of disdain: "Miss Wen, you don't know, it turns out that a woman came here, and I made her a bowl of vermicelli meatball soup, but she immediately turned to her while the husband was away.
I’m embarrassed, what do you think she said?”
"Well, what did you say?" Wen Tian asked.
Li Ma imitated the woman's tone: "Oh, how can you make such high-calorie food for me to eat? Meatballs, do you know how fat I am? You didn't see that I am very slim. Really, how can the Pei family be so good?"
Stupid servant."
Wen Tian: "..."
Ma Li's words made her instantly realize how overthinking she was.
Because this woman in Ma Li's mouth is quite stupid.
Of course, since that incident, Pei Shaomu's status in her heart has plummeted, making her feel that this person is really not very good.
But no matter how bad Pei Shaomu was, he wouldn't be able to fall in love with such a stupid woman.
Anyone with a discerning eye can tell at a glance that Pei Shaomu treats the servants in his family very well, especially Li Ma, and does not regard her as a servant at all.
But when she said this about Mama Li, she could only say that her IQ was worrying.
She was probably just a woman visiting Pei's house.
After all, with a position like Pei Shaomu's, one must have a wide range of contacts.
"Girls nowadays like to be thin." Wen Tian said perfunctorily.
Ma Li's tone was filled with a hint of contempt: "That girl is quite beautiful, but she has a bad heart. A woman with a bad heart is useless no matter how beautiful she is. Unlike you, Miss Wen, you have a good heart!"
Wen Tian: "..."
She waved her hand: "No."
"Of course." Li's mother raised her tone: "I have met many wealthy ladies, but Miss Wen is the best I have ever seen. Not only is she beautiful, but she also has no pretensions!"
Li Ma's tone was full of appreciation, which made Wen Tian feel a little embarrassed.
Here, Li Ma added: "No wonder sir likes you so much." When Pei Shaomu was mentioned, Wen Tian's mood suddenly cooled down.