C1 Invitation to Engagement

A tall figure stood by the french windows of the top floor of a skyscraper in New York, USA.

She wore a white shirt with two or three loose buttons on her chest, revealing her sexy collarbones. His sleeves were rolled up at the crook of his arm, and his lower body was covered by a pair of silver western pants and black leather shoes.

His whole being seemed to be free and easy to do, but also carried a bit of competence and a strong aura that could not be ignored. He was like an overlord standing on a high ground, looking down at all living things.

Through the shadow cast on the glass, the most eye-catching thing was that pair of black eyes. They were deep and tranquil, like a spinning whirlpool. With a single glance, the soul would be sucked into them. Above her was a pair of heroic, sword-like eyebrows. At the bottom, there was a straight nose, and with the thin diamond shaped lips, his entire facial features seemed especially solid.

At this moment, the person seemed to have thought of something and the corner of his lips curled up slightly. His eyes were filled with a gentle smile that went straight to the bottom of his eyes.

At the same time, he held a goblet in his hand that was lightly swaying. The red liquid within slightly rippled, revealing the happy mood of his master.

"Shisheng..." Shisheng... I'll be back in three days. I wonder what kind of expression you'll have when you see me … "Heh …"

Pei Junye, the man standing in front of the French window, took a sip from the glass in his hand.

As he gazed at the spots of light under his feet, his expression seemed to be extremely comfortable. There was a little anticipation, a little yearning, as well as a little unwillingness and anger.

Suddenly, Pei Junye seemed to have thought of something and drank the remaining liquor in his glass.

As he swallowed, his gnashing teeth echoed in this huge office, "This time, don't think about escaping. I won't give you another chance!"

As he said that, Pei Junye's fingers, which were holding the goblet, suddenly exerted force until the joints turned white. At the same time, his face was full of determination.

Suddenly, he smiled. His originally three-dimensional face had become soft. It was as if a warm slanting sun had landed on his face.

At that moment, the door opened with a click.

Pei Junye immediately turned around when he heard the sound.

When he saw the person, he smiled and walked toward the tea table and the sofa behind him.

The person was wearing a white suit with the buttons meticulously buttoned. His tie was tied properly. At the same time, the hair was combed back with hair gel to make it look clean and clean.

He held a stack of documents in his hand. At the same time, there was an envelope placed on top of the stack of documents.

Perhaps because it was too old-fashioned and serious, the stack of information was neatly arranged like a lump of tofu cut into a cube. Even though he was holding it in his hand, it was not messy at all. That paper did not have any bias in it.

There was no expression on his face. Compared to Pei Junye's casual image, it formed a clear contrast.

This person was the special assistant of Pei Junye — Tong Mengqing.

Tong Mengqing looked at Pei Junye, who had already walked to the window and sat down on the sofa. He put the goblet on the tea table and waited for Tong Mengqing to deliver the documents. Immediately, he took two steps forward.

Then, he handed the documents over to Pei Junye. At the same time, there was also the letter on the stack of documents.

"What is this?" Pei Junye took the thin stack of information. He held it in his right hand, while his left hand held the envelope and looked at it.

When he saw that the sender was Du Shisheng, his eyes instantly squinted. Then, he casually threw the documents in his right hand to the tea table and happily tore open the envelope.

When Tong Mengdong saw this, he remained expressionless. He just bent down, organized the documents and papers that were messy due to Pei Junye's actions, and said to Pei Junye coldly: "This envelope was sent to you today and you sent it to your old home. It was sent by the Old Master. "

As Tong Mengqing said this, the next moment, he felt that there was something wrong with Pei Junye.

When he looked up, Pei Junye's black eyes were already filled with anger. Even his entire body seemed to be ignited with endless flames. It was as if he had to burn the entire building to the point where it could be calmed down.

It goes without saying that the only person who could cause such a huge change in the Boss' mood was the person called Du Shisheng. He had followed him for so long, yet he didn't find another one.

Thinking this way, Tong Mengqing's gaze locked onto the deformed red paper in Pei Junye's hand.

On it, there were beautiful words written in large, gilded letters — engagement invitation.

Phew, no wonder. Those who had been yearning for ten years wanted to return home to see him on the day of their confession. He was so happy to receive a letter before returning home. In the end, they had actually invited him to participate in the engagement ceremony.

Tong Mengqing looked at Pei Junye's burning anger that seemed to have deformed the air. He stood to the side and quietly covered his ears.

The moment Tong Mengqing covered his ears, Pei Junye slammed the engagement invitation onto the tea table.

With a loud bang, the tea table shook a few times and let out a mournful "Jiyaaa! Jiyaaa!".

Pei Junye suddenly stood up, holding his waist angrily, he vigorously walked like a lion whose prey had been robbed and had nowhere to vent.

"Bastard!" Bastard! This bastard! " Pei Junye said and walked even more forcefully. Looking at how he was, if he were to step on this floor, it might be able to vent out his anger.

After a while, Pei Junye finally calmed down. Then, he walked straight back to the tea table, picked up the red paper and spread it out.

Mr. Du Shisheng's name was written on that column, and the Gregorian calendar was dated June 21, 2017.

Pei Junye's eyes suddenly turned red. The anger that had originally died down once again erupted, and this time, it was even more ferocious than the first time. It was unstoppable.

Tong Meng Dong remained expressionless as he sensed the surrounding aura that seemed to have suddenly turned into a hurricane. It was as if even if the flames of fury were truly able to burn the entire building to ashes, his expression would not change in the slightest.

On the other side, Pei Junye suddenly calmed down. He slowly sat back on the sofa, his fingers gripping the engagement invitation. He looked at Tong Mengdong and smiled, "The flight will be delayed. From three days later to seven days later."

As Pei Junye said this, his thin lips hooked up into a dangerous curve. Although he was smiling, his eyes were filled with a cold light.

Hearing this, Tong Meng Dong immediately bowed slightly and responded: "Okay, I'll do it."

After he finished speaking, Tong Mengdong immediately walked out.

As the door closed, Pei Junye sat up straight with the engagement invitation in hand. Then, he poured himself a full glass of red wine and drank it all.

One cup after another, he drank the whole bottle of red wine before lying down on the back of the sofa in disappointment.

As his mind floated, he thought back to ten years ago when he confessed to Du Shisheng.