Chapter 11: Superb Acting Skills

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Ye Anxin didn’t care about Judy’s attitude at all. As she made her way to the elevator, she quickened her pace to catch up with Pete, saying with a smile, “Brother, is your name Pete? Hello, I’m Ye Anxin, and I’m the Mister’s wife.”

“Madame, I already know.” The corners of Pete’s mouth twitched, and he resisted the urge to roll his eyes at her.

Ye Anxin smiled in a silly manner. “Hee, hee… I want to ask you something, and you must agree to it, all right?”

“Madame, we subordinates can’t interfere in the president’s affairs. If the president found out that I did something that he didn’t ask me to do, I would lose my job.” From Ye Anxin’s behavior, Pete already knew what she was going to ask without her even mentioning it, so, before she could say anything, he quickly shot her down.

Ye Anxin paused, let out a big sigh, and her eyes became misty in the blink of an eye. She deliberately sniffled forcefully and then said pitifully, “Big brother Pete, this is all because I have no other way. Mister is indifferent toward me, and, when I ask him questions, he refuses to answer me. I’m asking you these things only because I care about him. Think about it, when he gets home so late after working, he at least has to eat. What if his health suffers from starvation? I’m begging you, can you please tell me? I swear that I won’t let on that it was you who told me.”

Pete’s eyebrows twitched. Upon seeing that Ye Anxin looked as if she was about to cry, he really couldn’t resist the urge to clap his hands in applause.

Her acting skills were comparable to those of an Oscar-winning actress. Her acting talents had gone to waste because she hadn’t pursued acting.

What he really wanted to tell her was that business negotiations didn’t happen in a vacuum, and such negotiations always involved plenty of food and drink. She didn’t need to make supper at all.

Yet he happened to feel extremely sympathetic toward this woman. Although he knew that she was acting, he couldn’t help saying, “Madame, business negotiations are unpredictable. He’ll only return after the negotiations are finished.”

When Ye Anxin heard these words, her eyes lit up, and she got closer to him. Nodding her head obsequiously, she said flatteringly, “Brother Pete, can you call me just before you’re about to come back and are getting in the car?”

After she’d asked Pete for that favor, she’d hurriedly pulled out a piece of paper and a pen from her backpack, jotted down her phone number, and forcibly handed it to Pete. “This is my phone number. You must keep it carefully. I knew you were the best, Brother Pete.”

Looking at the paper with the phone number that he was holding in his hand, Pete’s fingers twitched, and he paused before putting the paper in his suit pocket.

Upon seeing him put the paper with her phone number in his pocket, Ye Anxin smiled, and when the elevator door opened, she jumped in and waved good-bye to Pete. “Brother Pete, I’ll just go back by myself. I won’t be keeping you away from your work, so go and help Mister with his work.”

“Madame…!” Pete yelled and squeezed into the elevator at the last moment just as the elevator door was about to close.

Ye Anxin smiled and said, “Brother Pete, I can go back by myself.”

“This is what the president ordered me to do.” The president’s wife truly was difficult. Pete was at a loss for words. Why did talking to her give him such an intense headache?

“…” Upon seeing Pete’s resolute attitude, Ye Anxin prudently closed her mouth.

Pete took Ye Anxin to the parking lot and directly drove away with her.

Ye Anxin felt extremely bored sitting in the car, so she took out a book from her backpack to read.

After half an hour, Ye Anxin finally raised her head and glanced out of the car window. She was startled. “Brother Pete, this is not the way back to my house. I live in a hotel on 7th Road.”