Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

night.
Old Lady Qu told me to bring you another gift.”

He took out a white brocade box, and even though he was smiling, she could sense the chilliness coming from it.
“This is the item she told me to give you.”

She took the box from him and shot the man a glance.
“I still have no idea what your name is.”

“It doesn’t matter what my name is.
You should just know that you must be unscrupulous when treating your prey.” The man took another look at her room and praised, “This room isn’t really bad.
This sofa is made from real leather; not bad, not bad.”

He noticed a dragon and phoenix flower vase on the study table not far away and walked there.

The man reached out to hit the vase and said with pity, “Kaolin clay but mixed with red soil.
It’s not bad that this high-quality imitation could be made so exquisitely.”

She frowned.
“You’re very well-versed with such things?”

“No, no.
I’m merely looking around.” Her suspicious gaze remained the moment he entered.

“If you like it, you can just take it.” Anyway, the Ji family was rich, and they even had the decency to place a high-quality fake in her room.
Could this have been arranged by Ji Ziming?

After much thought, she still felt that it was that man purposely arranging her to stay in this room.
Other than him, she could really not think of anyone else with the ability in the hotel to swap items in the presidential suite.

“I’m uninterested in imitation goods.” The man pouted in disdain.
“But I feel that Miss Qu isn’t bad.
Perhaps, you’ll even be more outstanding than Old Lady Qu.”

“What do you mean?” She stared coldly at this guy, unable to read between the lines.

“It’s alright if you don’t get what I mean.
I hope that you won’t fail this time around.
This item is really hard to get, and you may not get it even if you are rolling in dough.”

“I get it.
If there’s nothing else, you may take your leave.
I’m heading down.”

Qu Jingwan turned around to look elsewhere.
The unhappiness in her eyes was captured by him.
“Alright.
I’ll leave.”

“Not seeing you out.”

“How could I let Miss Qu see me out? Do it well and don’t disappoint your grandmother.” The man smiled and left as though he were not afraid of meeting anyone.

Hearing his laughter, she turned around to look at the flower vase.
She smashed it harshly on the floor.
“A fake flower vase can become real one day, and that’s only if the person who knows it’s fake isn’t alive.”

When she returned to the Ji family’s house, Madam Ji happened to be sitting under the green Chinese wisteria in the courtyard with Ji Chi.
The boy was playing with wooden blocks on the bench while his grandmother was napping in the lying chair.

“Baby, I’m back.” She wore a silver, body-fitting skirt and beige sweater, which perfectly outlined her figure.
She wore a khaki sun hat and walked slowly toward the green Chinese wisteria.

“Jingwan, you’re back.” Upon hearing the voice, the older woman opened her eyes and looked at her.
“Come over quickly.
Are you thirsty? Let me pour you a cup of tea.”

“Thanks, auntie; I’m not thirsty.” Her eyes were red from forcing herself not to blink for a prolonged period while in the car.
She did not sleep a wink the whole night, too, so the haggardness of her face could not be concealed by makeup anymore.

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