My Wife Had Just Kicked Me Out When a Powerful Family Begged Me to Come Home

Tonight was the seventieth birthday celebration of Old Master Pei, and the day my wife, Pei Yingluo, was officially taking control of the Pei Group from him. But three days earlier, she'd sent me off to Beijiang, saying a rare mineral deposit had been discovered there and that it was vital to the group's future for the next fifty years. I had to go inspect it in person. I flew there overnight and spent three days crossing a signal-less wasteland. When I finally returned to the banquet hall, covered in dust, all I saw was a scene of utter wreckage and a huge poster trampled underfoot. Pei Yingluo wore a red dress in the poster, smiling brightly as she linked arms with the man beside her. That man wasn't me.