Pei Jue was the type of man who, in Shen Yurou's eyes, could only be owned by an exceptional woman like herself.
As the head of the Pei Group, Pei Jue's wealth was beyond description; Shen Yurou had overheard Elder Shen jokingly say that if the Pei Family went bankrupt, the entire GDP of Beijing would regress by twenty years!
Shen Yurou had made up her mind then and there: she must marry Pei Jue!
Qingwu was just a country bumpkin returned from a poor mountain village. What right did she have to stand beside Pei Jue?
"I will definitely make President Pei fall for me!"
Mrs. Shen looked at the granddaughter she had raised herself with satisfaction.
Sure enough, Yurou was considerate and understanding, visiting her every day. She was nothing like that unruly wild girl.
Mrs. Shen smugly dialed Qingwu's number.
"Where have you been these past two days? Did I ever tell you not to come to the hospital to look after me?"