Chapter 1756 - I Don’t care if You Wear It or Not
Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire
âUncle, youâre clearly concerned about me, yet you refuse to admit it.â
Mao Nana secretly laughed in her heart. Seeing that Qu Xiujie was unwilling to admit his feelings, the corners of her lips curled up beautifully. She looked at him with her pretty almond-shaped eyes and continued, âUncle, do you know that youâre very cute when youâre so proud?â
âHow am I cute? Youâre the cuter one.â
Qu Xiujie did not think much of it and looked at her coldly. He grabbed her collar and pulled her to the side. âYou are the cutest. You are cute in every way.â
âOf course, Iâm cute. Iâm sporting the cute style.â
Mao Nana blinked and smiled at Qu Xiujie.
âOh.â
Qu Xiujie replied in a low voice and looked at Mao Nanaâs clothes. âYes, you are cute. Your dressing is sexy so how can I keep up?â
âUncle, youâre just jealous.â
Mao Nana covered her mouth and laughed but was very satisfied with the change in Qu Xiujieâs expression. It was as though this was the only way to prove how important Mao Nanaâs position was in Qu Xiujieâs heart. Even so, she was more willing to see him argue with her.
The uncle who could fight with thieves in the business world always gave her a sense of security. It was precisely because of this that Mao Nana believed that fate was something that could only be found by chance.
âHow is that jealousy?â
Qu Xiujieâs heart trembled slightly. What was this girl thinking? He merely wanted her to wear long pants but why was it so difficult? Why did it have to involve him being jealous? Who knew if Qu Xiujie was really jealous or if he wanted to see her shivering in the cold on purpose.
However, when Qu Xiujie thought of how those men were drooling over Mao Nanaâs long legs, he felt unhappy. It was as though his own daughter was being targeted by someone else.
âYouâre just jealous, but if you admit it, Iâll tell you that Iâll listen to you. Iâll wear long pants tomorrow, but if you donât admit it, Iâll still wear a skirt. Itâs the kind thatâs super short and seductive.â
Mao Nana bit her lips lightly. She was extremely charming.
âItâs none of my business whether you wear it or not. Youâre the one whoâs cold, not me.â
Qu Xiujieâs gaze shifted from Mao Nanaâs face to her long legs. They were beautiful, straight and could no longer be described as beautiful.
âHey, is it that hard to admit that youâre jealous?â
Mao Nana bit her lip in anger. Her almond-shaped eyes were still hiding her dissatisfaction. This blockhead, was he lying to her or to himself?
âIâm not jealous to begin with. Why should I admit it? Seriously.â
Qu Xiujieâs voice was low as he walked into the house with the shovel, leaving Mao Nana standing alone beside the osmanthus sapling in the backyard. The anger on her face was still there but the smile in her eyes could not be concealed.
Zhang Manhua, who was standing on the second floor, could see everything that was happening in the backyard. She was liking this Mao Nana more and more.
Compared to Pei Ge, this Mao Nana was more suitable to be a caring daughter. Thinking of Pei Ge, Zhang Manhua was slightly worried. It was not as though she had not heard of the Qu familyâs recent matters. Although Qu Xiujie had moved out of the Qu family, he was still part of it.
Previously, it was just a casual act in R Cityâs shopping mall to save Mao Nana, and it was already widely spread on TV. Now that the Qu familyâs stock market had plummeted, Zhang Manhua knew that it was Pei Ge and Ji Ziming who had done it. Thinking of Ji Ziming, she recalled how sincere and serious he was when he asked her to let Pei Ge marry him.
Perhaps, love was something serious and could not contain any impurities.
Now, the Qu familyâs stock market had risen again at lunchtime and was so high that it was unfathomable. Zhang Manhua knew that in the capital, only Ji Ziming had such power and could control the entire stock market. It was also because of this that Zhang Manhua was more worried whether Pei Ge was trying to bring down the Qu family or Old lady Qu.
She had no idea and lost her confidence.
Meanwhile, in the Ji familyâs villa, Pei Ge was dressed neatly in the car as she rushed to the Ji Group. When she reached the company, she would officially help Qu Jingwan revive the Qu family.
In the CEOâs office, Ji Ziming was standing by the floor-to-ceiling window with a cup of coffee in his hand. His tall figure, handsome features, and contours accentuated his unique charisma. His cold aura made the CEOâs office feel chillier.
âZiming, is this your plan to deal with the Qu familyâs company?â
Pei Ge found a blue folder on Ji Zimingâs desk. On it was detailed records of Qu Groupâs recent profits and losses, as well as the percentages of all the industries. It was very detailed.
âYes, but itâs not a plan to deal with Qu Group. Itâs just the financial report of Qu Group over the years.â
Ji Ziming turned around and the sunlight shone behind him, forming a beautiful shape.
âWhat does that mean? Whatâs the use of this?â
Pei Ge was confused and looked at Ji Zimingâs confident and calm face.
âOf course, this is useful. As long as I have this, I have a rough understanding of the Qu familyâs profitable business. All these years, it has always been Old lady Qu controlling the Qu familyâs company, including the Qu familyâs matters. Ge Ge, you might not believe that Old master Qu doesnât have a single cent under his name and he is completely controlled by others.â
âShouldnât you say that he deserves it?â
She pursed her lips coldly.
âYes, thatâs what I should say about him. Heâs really pitiful. Theyâre already so old, yet theyâre still playing the old coupleâs lovey-dovey game. Whatâs the reason behind this?â
Ji Ziming sipped his coffee lightly and praised, âGe Ge, let me tell you another piece of information. The more afraid a person is of death, the older they become.â
âDeath?â
She frowned at him, unsure of what he meant.
âYes, death.â
Ji Zimingâs voice was low and his Adamâs apple bobbed as he took a big gulp of coffee. âThis coffee is not bad.â
âRight, when is dad coming back? Iâve already gotten Auntie Zhang to clean the house again.â
Pei Ge did not continue asking about âdeathâ.