The poor husband I picked up turned out to be from a wealthy family

Chapter 926 She Wants to Follow Yan Bei

The moment she raised her eyes, Yan Bei was looking at her.

He also noticed that something was wrong with Shen Qing's eyes, so he asked, "What's wrong, wife?"

"You..." Shen Qing wanted to ask Yan Bei about what happened in the mall today, but she swallowed the words back.

"You should go to bed early!" After saying this, Shen Qing adjusted her body and closed her eyes.

She didn't fall asleep because she couldn't sleep at all.

Then I heard Yan Bei put the book aside and lay down.

She thought for a long time and thought a lot before she slowly fell asleep.

The next day, Yan Bei got up earlier than usual.

This made Shen Qing feel even more strange.

Do you want to leave home quickly and meet that woman now?

Shen Qing and Yan Bei didn't talk much in the morning.

Only before leaving, Yan Bei said, "Wife, I'm leaving first."

Then left.

The more Shen Qing thought about it, the more she felt something was wrong.

Then she handed An An and Kang Kang to the nanny Sister Zhang and asked Sister Zhang to take them to school.

Shen Qing quickly put on her shoes and left.

Watching Yan Bei's car drive away, she walked to the side of the road and hailed a taxi.

"Master, follow the car in front."

Shen Qing said hurriedly.

"okay."

The driver also sped up.

While driving, the driver jokingly said, "Girl, are you stalking your husband?"

"how do you know."

The driver said, "I've been driving a taxi for many years, and I've encountered many cases of following cars. They were all to catch men cheating. Men become bad when they have money. It's a common thing. If he has you in his heart, you don't need to chase him. If he doesn't have you in his heart, there's no point in chasing him."

Shen Qing's expression was a little unhappy, but she also replied, "I just want to find out."

"Girl, if you figure out some things, you'll only embarrass yourself."

"Master, just drive well." Shen Qing didn't want to talk anymore.

soon.

I saw Yan Bei's car driving towards a hotel.

Shen Qing asked the taxi driver to park the car on the side of the road.

Then he got out of the car quickly.

From a distance, I saw Yan Bei get out of the car and walk into the hotel.

Shen Qing was very nervous.

What are you doing in the hotel in broad daylight?

Could it be that Yan Bei really has some secret?

At this moment, Shen Qing understood even more clearly that what Tang Qianqian said last night was true.

Inside the hotel at this time.

"Mr. Yan, Mr. Bi De is already waiting for you upstairs." Yang Jian said.

"Okay, now go up."

At this time, Yan Bei touched his pocket.

"I seem to have forgotten my phone."

"Boss Yan, how about I go get it for you from the car?"

"Forget it, let's go up first. We have important things to discuss later. Don't waste time."

"Okay, Mr. Yan."

Yang Jian followed Yan Bei into the elevator.

Walked into a presidential suite.

"Mr. Yan and Mr. Bide are inside."

"it is good."

"Then I'll wait for you outside?"

"No need, just follow him in." Yan Bei said.

Yang Jian followed him into the room.

"Mr. Bi De, sorry to have kept you waiting." Yan Bei sat directly on the sofa.

"It's okay, Mr. Yan. It's my honor to discuss cooperation with you."

"Okay, let's get straight to the point!"

Yan Bei leaned against a corner of the Italian leather sofa, his posture lazy, but with an imposing aura.

He was wearing a perfectly tailored dark gray haute couture suit, with two buttons of his shirt casually undone, revealing his well-defined collarbone.

A slender cigar was held between his fingers, the scarlet flame flickering in the dim light, and the smoke curled up, blurring the sharp gleam that occasionally flashed in his deep eyes.

He was not sitting upright, and one could even say he looked a little nonchalant, but the dignity and sense of control that came from being in a superior position for a long time filled the entire space like a physical object.

Sitting on the single sofa opposite was Mr. Bede, who had come from afar.

This blond-haired, blue-eyed foreign businessman was dressed meticulously in a neat black suit. He wore gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and his eyes behind the lenses were shrewd and cautious.

He was obviously full of curiosity and assessment of the young but famous Oriental president in front of him.

A detailed cooperation plan had already been spread out on the long rosewood table. Beside it stood two crystal glasses filled with amber whiskey. The ice cubes were slowly melting in them, making a subtle sound.

"Mr. Bede," Yan Bei was the first to break the silence. His voice was low and pleasant, with a subtle magnetism. Even when speaking English, it had a unique rhythm. "You've had a tiring journey. I hope the night view of 'Cloud Realm' can bring you some relief."

Mr. Bid nodded slightly, his eyes flashing behind his glasses: "Mr. Yan, you're too polite. The scenery here is indeed amazing, just like the performance of the Yan Group in the Asian market, which is impressive." His tone was full of the courtesy and tentativeness unique to business partners.

The corners of Yan Bei's mouth curled up slightly, neither too deep nor too shallow, just right.

He tapped his cigar gently in the crystal ashtray, letting the ash fall. "Mr. Bede, you're exaggerating. Yuzheng Group's goal has never been limited to Asia."

He looked directly at Bede, his gaze calm yet penetrating, as if he could see into the other's deepest thoughts. "We hope that cooperation with your company will become a key to opening up the European market. Of course, this key needs to be forged by both of us."

His words were direct and confident, without any hesitation, and carried an unquestionable power.

Mr. Bid pushed his glasses, leaned forward slightly, and his tone became serious. "Mr. Yan is indeed a quick-witted person. Regarding the technology patent sharing ratio we proposed, as well as the future market profit distribution plan, I would like to hear Mr. Yan's specific thoughts."

Yan Bei picked up the plan on the table and flipped through it casually with his slender fingers.

at the same time.

Shen Qing walked in downstairs of the hotel.

Come to the front desk.

"Hello, I'm looking for someone."

"Miss, who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for my husband, the tall man who just came in."

"Miss, I'm so sorry. A lot of people came in just now. We don't know who you are looking for. You can call him and ask him to come down to pick you up."

Shen Qing was a little frustrated, then took out her phone and sent a message to Yan Bei, asking him where he was.

But no one responded after the message was sent.

Yan Bei didn't even reply to her messages now, or he simply didn't have the time to reply.

Shen Qing felt annoyed for a moment, and then called Yan Bei again.

I thought about it for a long time but no one answered.

Now she is even more certain that Yan Bei has done something wrong to her.

Shen Qing walked to the front desk again and continued asking.

"Can you help me check if Yan Bei is registered here?"

"Sorry, we can't reveal this."

Shen Qing quickly said, "He is my husband, I have something urgent to ask him."

"Ma'am, if you have any questions, you can call him. Our hotel has regulations and it is not convenient to disclose guests' information."

Shen Qing was helpless and sat on the sofa beside her.

Since she couldn't contact Yan Bei, she would wait here until he came out.