After the meeting ended, everyone left the conference room, leaving only Pei Yan sitting quietly on the president's chair.
He crossed his legs comfortably on the table, turned the pen in his hand, and raised the corners of his mouth in an arc.
"Pei Hezhi, this is just the beginning. Just wait. This time I will play slowly with you."
Suddenly, the door of the conference room was pushed open from the outside with a dull bang.
Ruan Xinrong walked in with a sneer on his face.
"You're young, but your tone is quite young."
Hearing the sound, Pei Yan turned his head leisurely and glanced lightly. He didn't calm down because of the arrival of the person, but just symbolically took his legs off the table.
"Mr. Ruan, why are you here?" he asked calmly.
Logically speaking, he should call the other party father-in-law, but now, he is about to divorce the eldest daughter of the Ruan family. Rather than clinging to a relationship, it would be better to stay distant.
Ruan Xinrong walked into the conference room, glanced at Pei Yan's posture indifferently, then walked slowly to him and gently put his hand on his chair.
The voice was calm and firm: "Pei Yan, don't you know what I'm here for today?"
Pei Yan raised his eyebrows: "I don't seem to have arranged to meet Mr. Ruan in my schedule today."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ruan Xinrong suddenly raised his fist and punched Pei Yan in the face mercilessly.
There was a crisp sound, and Pei Yan was punched so hard that he fell off the chair.
Pei Yan's face turned dark immediately.
He touched his face and found that there was blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, but he raised the corners of his mouth with a hint of sneer: "What? Does Ruan always come to me to discuss matters?"
However, Ruan Xinrong just calmly moved his muscles and put away his fists, and seemed to have no intention of continuing the fight.
"This punch is for my daughter."
Mentioning his daughter, Pei Yan frowned slightly, finally knowing the purpose of Ruan Xinrong's visit to him.
Isn't it because he wants to divorce his daughter?
Thinking of this, Pei Yan was forced to suffer this dumb loss. After all, he was the one who felt sorry for his daughter and caused a divorce, so he really couldn't fight back.
He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth and took a deep breath: "How many times do you want Mr. Ruan to hit you so that you can feel better?"
Ruan Xinrong snorted coldly, with a hint of disdain and threat in his voice.
"Don't take yourself too seriously. I don't have time to beat you here. I just want to tell you that no one can bully my daughter."
Pei Yan pursed her thin lips and chuckled, with a hint of helplessness in her voice.
"Mr. Ruan is indeed cruel, but Mr. Ruan seems to have misunderstood. I did not bully your daughter."
Ruan Xinrong's eyes were locked on his face: "Really?"
Hearing this, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Pei Yan's mouth, but it quickly disappeared.
"I have never even met your daughter, and I have never done anything to hurt her. As you know, this marriage was originally a business marriage between two families. There is no relationship between us. I keep my distance from your daughter. This is enough respect for her. If I want to bully her, I can divorce her after we are married."
Ruan Xinrong's face instantly darkened: "You..."
Pei Yan continued: "Of course, for Mr. Ruan's sake, I wouldn't be able to do that kind of thing, so now, don't you think it's enough for me to return your daughter to Zhao intact?"
Ruan Xinrong's face was so gloomy that it was almost dripping with water, his eyes burst out with dangerous light, and the surrounding temperature suddenly dropped a few points.
His voice was low and dangerous: "Are you sure you want to divorce my daughter?"
Pei Yan smiled helplessly, with a hint of bitterness forced out of the corner of his mouth.
"Mr. Ruan, I'm sorry for this, but I have to tell you honestly that I have fallen in love with someone else and don't love your daughter. Even if you force me to death, I can't help it. I have to divorce this marriage."
Anger welled up in Ruan Xinrong's heart. He clenched his fists tightly and glanced at Pei Yan disdainfully.
Is there anyone in the world who can compare to his daughter? Who could make Pei Yan say this?
After a while, Ruan Xinrong sneered: "Since you said so, of course I won't force you, but you better remember what you said today and don't regret it."
Pei Yan raised his head, a firm light flashed in his eyes: "Of course! As a person in power, every decision is related to the future. I, Pei Yan, will never make a decision that I regret."
Ruan Xinrong sneered: "You have some backbone."
Pei Yan continued calmly: "As for business cooperation, I, Pei Yan, will continue to cooperate with the Ruan family. After all, our two families are the leaders of the capital. Many interests are mixed together and closely related. Who can Death is not good for anyone, Mr. Ruan, what do you think?"
Ruan Xinrong did not answer his question directly.
He snorted coldly: "Then it depends on your ability!"
After saying this, Ruan Xinrong walked away immediately.
Pei Yan stared in the direction of the door, his eyes gradually becoming gloomy.
After a while, he raised his hand and wiped the blood from his lips with his thumb, and a mocking smile appeared on his stern face.
Is Pei Yan the kind of soft persimmon who lets others manipulate him?
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