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

Chapter 44 Is the reason that I am Mrs. Pei convincing enough for you?

After clarifying her goal, Yan Zhuoyu got up very early the next day and dialed Secretary Meng's number at exactly eight o'clock.

"Secretary Meng, I need you to find out all the connections between Li Yunsheng and Song Zhiyu."

Meng Yuting readily agreed: "Understood, Madam, I'll take care of it right away."

Yan Zhuoyu's work has been suspended, so she has plenty of time.

The police have yet to release an official statement, and Zhang Huyong insists that he accidentally injured someone. He has also hired a legal team to stall for time, perhaps waiting for Li Yunsheng to wake up so that the two sides can work together to settle the matter privately.

To prevent any potential problems, Yan Zhuoyu asked Attorney Yue to keep an eye on the situation.

Before nine o'clock, Meng Yuting sent a completed investigation report to her email.

"As expected of the chief secretary of the Pei Group, her efficiency is indeed well-deserved."

Yan Zhuoyu sighed as she unzipped the 1GB file, unaware that Meng Yuting had actually completed the investigation yesterday at Pei Weijin's behest.

The information is incredibly detailed, covering all of Li Yunsheng's experiences over the first twenty years of his life.

Her younger brother suffered from uremia. Her parents, who favored sons over daughters, couldn't bear the pressure and tried to defraud insurance companies. However, their scheme was foiled, resulting in the loss of two lives. Later, Li Yunsheng met Zhang Xuyu and entered the entertainment industry…

The information was very detailed; it even included the exact time and which private room Song Zhiyu was in with Li Yunsheng.

Yan Zhuoyu quickly sifted through the useful information, her gaze lingering for a moment on Li Yunsheng's college photos, feeling a pang of regret: "He's a pitiful person too."

However pitiful she may be, that doesn't excuse what Li Yunsheng did to her.

Of all the information, Yan Zhuoyu was most interested in the fact that Secretary Meng had found Li Yunsheng's alternate account.

Yunmo.

……

At 2 p.m., after news came from the hospital that Li Yunsheng had woken up, a large number of media reporters flocked to the scene and waited outside the ward. They didn't care at all whether they were disturbing other patients' families, they just wanted to get the exclusive news as soon as possible.

Li Yunsheng looked panicked, her lips were pale, and she thought she was really done for this time.

A reporter pounded on the door: "Ms. Li, this is Xingyu News. Could you please tell us what happened? Did Ms. Yan really take action?"

"Will you choose to forgive her?"

Li Yunsheng turned to look at the reporter, his abdominal incision was in excruciating pain after the anesthesia wore off.

Although Zhang Xuyu, who was sitting next to her, had locked the door for her, he couldn't hide the excitement and greed in his eyes.

He tried to persuade Li Yunsheng: "Xiaoli, it's good that you're awake. I've let the most influential reporter in so you can have a good talk with her! Public opinion is on your side now, and Yan Zhuoyu has no way out. Several big shots also contacted me last night, hoping to meet with you. If you can get out of bed and walk, we'll go to socialize with them tonight."

Zhang Xuyu made a move to open the door, but Li Yunsheng stared at him intently and shook her head resolutely: "I don't want to go."

"Listen to me, I'm doing this for your own good."

Ignoring her wishes, Zhang Xuyu had already opened the door, and reporters carrying cameras and microphones squeezed in, their flashes aimed at her.

Li Yunsheng felt her head buzzing. She was unable to move while lying in bed, and some unscrupulous reporters even tried to lift her patient gown to take close-up photos of her wounds.

"don't want……"

There was a gentle knock on the ward door, and behind the man in the plaid shirt was a group of burly bodyguards.

When the media recognized the man in the plaid shirt, they immediately fell silent, and the word spread quickly, with everyone keeping quiet.

Someone mustered up the courage to ask, "Secretary Meng, what is this...?"

Meng Yuting ignored him and simply raised his hand to signal, "Clear the area."

The bodyguards obeyed orders, and even Zhang Xuyu couldn't escape being carried away. He shouted in astonishment, "I'm Xiaoli's manager, what right do you have...?"

Yan Zhuoyu appeared from around the corner, her large sunglasses covering most of her face. She wore studded high heels and exuded an aura of immense power.

She walked up to Zhang Xuyu, took off her sunglasses, and smiled arrogantly: "Is the reason that I am Mrs. Pei convincing enough for you?"

"You, you, you... How is this possible!"

Zhang Xuyu stared in disbelief, his eyes wide with disbelief. How could Yan Zhuoyu be the wife of that man from the Pei family?

He slumped down, letting his bodyguards carry him away, realizing that his career as a celebrity agent had come to an end.

No, not just him, but everyone and everything connected to him may be finished after today.

Inside the ward, Li Yunsheng struggled to sit up and quietly waited for Yan Zhuoyu to walk up to her.

She is now perfectly clear-headed and knows that she was not injured by Yan Zhuoyu that day.

On the contrary, if it weren't for Yan Zhuoyu, Zhang Huyong's knife might have left her at the funeral home instead of the hospital.

The moment Secretary Meng appeared, Li Yunsheng knew that Yan Zhuoyu had come to see him.

She blinked wearily, recalling Song Zhiyu's threat, and said coldly, "Is Mrs. Pei here to force me to speak for you in front of the media?"

"That's not it."

Yan Zhuoyu looked around the room and Secretary Meng handed her a chair, which she sat down gracefully.

"I just found something interesting and wanted to share it with Miss Li."

Li Yunsheng wanted to say he wasn't interested, but a sense of foreboding welled up inside him.

Unable to contain herself, she asked, "What?"

Yan Zhuoyu pulled a roll of A4 paper from her bag, unfolded it in a flash, and the connected A4 paper rolled around on the ground, covered with dense writing.

Meng Yuting was a little surprised; he hadn't printed this out for his wife.

Li Yunsheng was puzzled, but then he heard Yan Zhuoyu slowly read aloud: "On March 2nd, a user named Yunmo on Weibo launched a barrage of insults and curses against Liu Linying on Weibo, directly stating that the other party's backer was..."

"On March 5th, Yunmo complained that the male lead of 'Spring Rain Love,' Li Dongfu, looked like a pig's head, and that the marketing of the CP was disgusting..."

"On May 20th, Yunmo cursed Director Liu, who evaded taxes, wishing him an early death..."

……

The more Yan Zhuoyu spoke, the uglier Li Yunsheng's face became; his bloodless face turned red from holding it in.

A smile played on her lips as she deliberately slowed her voice and enunciated clearly, "On July 5th, Yunmo said that Yan Zhuoyu would eventually crash and burn, and once she was dumped by her sugar daddy, there would be..."

"enough!"

Li Yunsheng's face was clouded with gloom. She glanced at the A4 paper on the ground. She wasn't wearing colored contact lenses, so all she could see were densely packed words, probably all the Weibo records from her alternate account.

Given Mrs. Pei's status, finding out her alternate account number wouldn't be difficult; it's just unexpected that she would specifically print it out to annoy people.

"What exactly do you want? Tell me."

Yan Zhuoyu glanced at her with a look that suggested she was teachable, casually handed the "charge" to Secretary Meng, and turned to walk to the window.

She didn't speak, the crisp sound of her high heels on the tiles added to the invisible pressure, making Li Yunsheng's heart pound even more frantically.

Secretary Meng took the paper, glanced at it casually, and her expression changed slightly.

Hmm? This seems to be the wife's review of the book "An Actor Prepares"...