Disagree? My husband has a mouth, there was no misunderstanding at all!

Chapter 51 I won't show you any mercy.

Yan Zhuoyu clenched her hands tightly, her half-long manicured nails digging into herself. The sharp pain brought her back to her senses, and when she looked up again, her eyes were cold and resolute.

She calmly pulled out a pen from the side: "Okay, I'll sign."

Pei Weijin suddenly pulled the divorce agreement back. He frowned slightly, looking somewhat doubtful: "Is Mrs. Pei so eager to leave me?"

Yan Zhuoyu once again adopted that aloof and distant demeanor, her entire body bristling with thorns.

Just like the day she first met Pei Weijin at the business karaoke bar, she was aloof and arrogant, looking down on everything.

"President Pei is about to kick me out, and my personality won't allow me to do something like this."

Pei Weijin secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He silently helped Yan Zhuoyu turn to the section on property division and gestured for her to look at it carefully.

"I just wanted to invite you to the study to have a proper talk about our marriage. I didn't mean to kick you out. Mrs. Pei, please don't accuse me of such a heinous crime."

"What do you mean?"

Yan Zhuoyu couldn't explain why, but her tense nerves relaxed, and she slowly regained her usual relaxed demeanor in front of Pei Weijin.

As she flipped through the divorce agreement, she was taken aback when she saw the words "leaving with nothing."

"you……?"

Pei Weijin nodded and handed the pen back to her: "I know Mrs. Pei has a bright future ahead of her. Her ambition is not to be a leisurely rich wife with a little money. You have a wider sky to see, and I support you."

"But I am not the kind of stubborn dictator. Perhaps the difference in wealth and status between us makes you feel uneasy, and I am deeply sorry for that."

He paused, then continued, “In matters of the heart, I may be a novice, like a fledgling street vendor. But as a businessman, I am experienced. Please allow me to temporarily compare this precious conversation concerning our marriage to a transaction, and this agreement is my greatest sincerity as the second party to Mrs. Pei.”

Yan Zhuoyu lowered her head in thought. Her arranged marriage partner even referred to himself as the second party.

This agreement is tantamount to the other party not only exposing their own weakness, but also actively handing over a "sharp weapon," practically saying, "You're welcome to stab me here anytime."

At least Yan Shuting would never do something so foolish.

Pei Weijin sat in the ergonomic chair, the curve of the backrest perfectly conforming to his body, his tone casual as if they were just discussing what to have for lunch.

"If Mrs. Pei has any dissatisfaction with me in the future, she can sign this divorce agreement at any time. Regardless of the reason, I will leave with nothing. The property, vehicles, company, everything will belong to you."

Just as he said, he was very sincere.

After Pei Weijin finished speaking, he quietly waited for the other negotiating partner to speak.

He thought that perhaps Yan Zhuoyu would carefully review the agreement, and if necessary, call lawyer Yue Lin to check for any loopholes; or perhaps she would simply sign it decisively, like a ruthless capitalist.

He, however, preferred the former.

Mrs. Pei was clearly unlike any of his previous business partners, exceeding his expectations.

Yan Zhuoyu stood up, put the pen back in the pen holder, and looked him up and down with a disgusted yet subtle look: "Have you caught rabies?"

The cat outside the door twitched its keen ears, stopped scratching at the door, and meowed in confusion.

Cat Master Pei Weijin: "..."

What new trick is this?

His long-term client always seems to come up with some trendy new terms from time to time.

Yan Zhuoyu pulled out a chair and walked out of the study on her own: "Alright, you're even more nagging than my manager. Hurry up and come downstairs for dinner."

She swiftly pulled open the curtains, letting in even more sunlight and dispelling the previous somber atmosphere in the study.

The study door was also opened, and the cat that was scratching at the door missed its target and fell headfirst onto Yan Zhuoyu's lap.

Yan Zhuoyu caught it in her arms and walked lightly: "Tsk, you came to me of your own accord, little kitten, I won't pity you."

Who was this message meant for? Certainly not the restless rag doll in my arms, ready to wreak havoc on the house.

Pei Weijin stared at the untouched divorce agreement on the table. In the years since he returned to the Pei family, he had learned everything, such as horseback riding, golf, shooting, and even skydiving...

He meant that he hadn't missed the smile on Yan Zhuoyu's face when she turned around, which undoubtedly meant the deal was successful.

In short, the only unhappy person in this house right now is probably the Ragdoll cat.

The housekeeper had just finished serving the dishes when the two came downstairs.

Yan Zhuoyu sat down next to Pei Weijin, picked up her knife and fork, and asked, "I thought you would have the chef prepare Chinese food, after all, you have only been back in the country for a short time."

Pei Weijin consciously helped her cut the steak. The silver knife and fork were very sharp, and the beef was cut beautifully and precisely.

“That day you had the housekeeper ask me what I had for lunch. I thought you were interested in Italian food, so I had the chef arrange it.”

Yan Zhuoyu forked a piece of beef with a fork, and the Ragdoll cat that was about to pounce on her to snatch the food was quickly pulled away by the butler.

She chuckled softly and said frankly, "No, I was just thinking about you back then."

Upon hearing this, Pei Weijin raised his eyebrows, turned to look at her, and was about to speak when Yan Zhuoyu put the steak into his mouth.

"Eat without talking or sleeping without talking."

"Ok."

Mrs. Pei always liked to set rules just for him, and he was happy to follow these fun little rules that helped build their marriage.

A smile flashed in Pei Weijin's eyes, but seeing Yan Zhuoyu's reddened ear tips, he said nothing more.

It's still early, Miss Yan, we have plenty of time.

-

With the arrival of the huge compensation from the Song family, Yan Zhuoyu's defamation and slander case also went to trial smoothly. With Attorney Yue present, a considerable amount of compensation was deposited into her account.

With things settling down for the time being, filming of "Yao Yun Jue" resumed as normal.

The junior sister, originally played by Li Yunsheng, has been replaced by a new actress. Although she is a newcomer, her acting skills are quite good, and she quickly made up for Li Yunsheng's previous scenes.

The director was overjoyed: "Luckily, Sister Yan intervened in time, otherwise everyone's hard work would have been wasted."

He didn't want to finish filming only to find it couldn't be broadcast.

Everyone nodded in agreement.

As the afternoon sun rose higher and higher, there was no shade on the set at all. Yan Zhuoyu, feeling listless from the sun, said dispiritedly, "I really wish we could fill the whole floor with air conditioners."

Qiao Xinyun, seeing that it wasn't very hot, even joked, "With your family's financial resources, it's not impossible."

Yan Zhuoyu chuckled: "Come on, lest the media write something wrong again and say that global warming is my fault."

"Hey, I was scrolling through Weibo yesterday and saw that Director Fu said he's already secured the rights to the new drama and is in preparation. He'll probably announce the audition results soon. Focus on your studies during this time and don't slack off."

Qiao Xinyun was even more like a capitalist than someone else, ruthlessly exploiting the worker Yan Zhuoyu.

After her attention was diverted, it was indeed not so hot anymore. Yan Zhuoyu said seriously, "Sister Qiao, I plan to terminate my contract with the company. Have you considered changing jobs?"