Chapter 1991 - The Older, The Wiser
Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Ji Ziming narrowed his eyes. The reason that had been bothering him and Pei Ge was explained by Qu Xiujie.
âSo you donât have any proof?â
Ji Zimingâs voice was cold as he looked at Qu Xiujieâs angered face.
Perhaps, Qu Xiujie indeed did not have any evidence but Ji Ziming had already found out what Old lady Qu did to Old master Quâs first wife.
âMr Ji, you donât believe me? Iâm your wifeâs uncle.â
Qu Xiujie stood up. He was wearing a pair of Italian hand-made leather shoes. As he did not receive frequent care, he had lost some of his original luster. The dust on his feet scattered on the shoes and his pants.
If the person in front of her was Pei Geâs uncle, she would rather believe that he was an ordinary person. Why was he related to the Qu family?
It was Qu Jingwan who wanted to snatch Ji Ziming from her, Old lady Qu who even wanted Pei Ge dead, and now there was Qu Xiujie who claimed to be her uncle. The development of the situation was beyond Pei Geâs expectations. She did not expect that all of this was related to her.
âPei Ge, donât you believe that Iâm your uncle?â
Qu Xiujie called out Pei Geâs full name this time. He hoped that she would believe him but did not wish for her to be the kin he wanted to find.
âMr. Qu, are you mistaken? I...â
âI didnât make a mistake. Iâll find your grandmotherâs photo and show it to you now. Youâll know that weâre really a family.â
Qu Xiujie interrupted her. He knew that she did not want to believe everything.
However, it did not matter. It was fortunate that he had kept his motherâs photo with him. As long as he could find it, he would be able to convince Pei Ge that everything was real and that they were family.
While waiting for Qu Xiujie to look for the photo, the leader of the bodyguards rushed up and the crisp sound of the door could be heard.
This was the highlight of the villa. The door was heavily designed, but everyone in the room could hear every movement on the door clearly. However, the people outside the door could not hear anything clearly.
This design became a patent amongst all of Bi Zhengâs inventions.
Since the door was designed by Bi Zheng, the patent naturally belonged to Bi Zhengâs team.
âWhat is it?â
Ji Ziming walked out of the door and saw the bodyguard chief panting. âIf you need anything, you can ring the alarm at the door.â
âPresident, someone found traces of an invasion in the backyard of our villa.â
The leader of the bodyguards said carefully.
An hour after they brought Qu Xiujie to the mountainside villa, he found a mini camera in the backyard. As the place was hidden well, it was on the branches of the Chinese parasol tree. However, the view was extremely wide and he could even see the layout and renovation design of the room.
After listening to the bodyguard chiefâs explanation, Ji Ziming frowned deeply. He turned to look at Pei Ge, who was looking at him nervously, and said in a low voice, âIâll go take a look. You and Mr. Qu should stay in this room.â
Compared to other rooms, although Qu Xiujieâs room was very dilapidated, it was the safest one. The unassuming items often had the most exciting effects.
âIâll go with you.â
Pei Ge stood up and wore a pair of seven-centimeter high heels. Her black stockings perfectly covered her long legs and her beige skirt accentuated her snow-white skin. The camel-colored Gucci knitted jacket made her look even more striking.
âJust wait for me here. Iâll be back soon.â
He reached out and gently stroked her hair, thinking that if anything happened outside, he might not have the time to protect her.
âNo. I want to go with you.â
Compared to staying with Qu Xiujie, who claimed to be her uncle, she was more willing to go out with Ji Ziming to check if this villa had been invaded or even installed with other cameras.
âOkay.â
He nodded in agreement at her insistence.
âHey, both of you are gone. Who should I show my photos to?â
Qu Xiujie held the clothes in his hands. Even after taking off his jacket, he still could not find the photo of him standing with his mother.
âMr. Qu, have you found your photo?â
Ji Ziming stood at the door and wrapped his arms around Pei Geâs slender waist as he spoke in a joyful voice.
âNo.â
Qu Xiujieâs voice was weak and the light in his eyes drifted out of the window.
âSince you donât have it, then you can look for it here. Once you find it, Iâll bring Pei Ge here to study it with you and see if youâre my wifeâs uncle.â
Ji Ziming was about to walk out of the door with Pei Ge when the voice rang again.
âYou said it. Donât lie to me.â
Qu Xiujie seemed to have seen a glimmer of hope. His forehead was warm from the light above and his eyes were filled with excitement from the truth that was about to be exposed.
âI, Ji Ziming, never lie.â
Ji Ziming did not turn around and merely left after saying that.
After leaving Qu Xiujieâs room, he removed his hand from Pei Geâs waist and looked at her with concern. âGe Ge, follow me closely.â
âI know.â
Although she did not know how serious the bodyguardâs words were, she could tell from their expressions that this matter was more serious than she had imagined.
At this moment, the trusted aide, who was sitting on a hundred-year-old camphor tree outside Ji Zimingâs mountainside villa, was bleeding from his palm bit by bit. Even though he wanted to cover it up, he still left blood stains on the tree trunk.
âCEO, I just found that mini camera here.â
The leader of the bodyguards pointed at the Chinese parasol tree not far away. Behind the Chinese parasol tree was a large camphor forest.
The camphor trees were specially planted by Ji Zimingâs father in order to improve the atmosphere. In fact, it proved that the camphor tree could change the atmosphere in this house. Even Ji Ziming admired this house.
One couldnât help but admire him. The older, the wiser.
âThat tree?â
Ji Ziming looked in the direction of the parasol tree. It was the camphor tree that his close aide was hiding.
âYes.â
The bodyguard chief nodded.