Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

“Bro, let me tell you, that old lady in your family isn’t easy to deal with. You’ve offended her this time around, so aren’t you afraid that she’ll take revenge on you?”

Murong Cheng was unlike Qu Xiujie, Murong Cheng would care more about the consequences. No matter what he did, he would consider all steps. If he had not been like this, he would have never become this hotel’s general manager.

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“What should I be afraid of, though honestly, I’m still slightly afraid. You have no idea how cunning that woman can get. She can put in good words for me while thinking of a way to show how kind-hearted she is. Only that old man will like that kind of woman and treat her as a treasure. I’m really curious about what he will do if he learns about her true self.”

He laughed as though he could see the old lady’s future.

“You’d better be careful. Although this is a five-star hotel, there can be irrelevant people who stay here, so you need to be more alert.”

Murong Cheng stood up. As he looked at the exquisite floor-to-ceiling windows, he wished that all these were not true.

“I got it, don’t worry.”

The moment Qu Xiujie left the doors of his family, he knew what circumstances he was in. He had thought about his route of retreat. If any accident happened to him, Pei Ge would be the first to learn of it.

That was because, in his phone, the woman’s phone number was first on the speed dial.

“Look at you, I’ll be working tomorrow, so I can’t come and look for you. If you’re hungry, you can go out and find food or call for room service. Anyway, the service in this hotel has always been very good.”

Murong Cheng placed the credit cards on the coffee table and said, “There is one million yuan in this. You sent it to me previously to take care on your behalf. I’ll let you use it first. Tell me again if it’s not enough, alright?”

“Sure, you’re a true brother!”

Qu Xiujie did not expect that when he was down and out, Murong Cheng would help him but he could not really remember if he had left one million yuan with his friend.

“Is that what brothers are for?”

Murong Cheng laughed and his hand, which was holding the credit card, trembled slightly. Looking at Qu Xiujie who was sitting in mist, he said, “Stay here at ease and if there’s any suspicious person, call me immediately. I’ll go now, shall not talk to you anymore.”

Murong Cheng wanted to leave after saying but Qu Xiujie, who was on the sofa, stood up and smiled. “Bro, thank you.”

“No need, just don’t create trouble when you’re here.”

Murong Cheng smiled and gave Qu Xiujie a couple more cigars that were in his pocket. “Don’t smoke too much. If you run out of cigars, I have none either.”

“What a good lad, I wanted to say earlier that you only have one with you. Now that you have so many, I won’t trust you again. You told me that you don’t anymore cigars and only have one but it turns out that you’re hiding them.”

Seeing Murong Cheng removed another five cigars from his vest pocket as though he was playing magic tricks, Qu Xiujie had to ransack his other pocket.

“Aiya, there’s really none left but you don’t believe.”

Murong Cheng let Qu Xiujie ransacked because he knew that his friend would never forget his cigars.

He initially only took one cigar when he left his office but before he had left, he thought about how the man would need several cigars no matter he was happy or not. Thinking of that, he went back and took five more cigars.

“Very well, you actually kept them from me when meeting me.”

Qu Xiujie searched Murong Cheng from top to toe but could not find the seventh cigar. Unsatisfied, he said, “If I find another cigar, I won’t let you go today.”

“If you don’t let me go, who’ll let you stay in the hotel for free?”

Murong Cheng smiled. He had no idea whether he should laugh or cry at how Qu Xiujie was so uptight about cigars. He had no other hobby other than cigars.

“Ji Ziming, if I give him a call, I believe he’ll let me stay.”

Although Qu Xiujie gave Ji Ziming reliable intelligence, it was much more important than what the latter gave him. He believed that if he really gave him a call, he would let him stay in the hotel for long.

After all, having a previous benefactor was the true triumph card.

“Mr Ji? How do you know him?”

Murong Cheng asked him with surprise. He actually did not know when Qu Xiujie met Ji Ziming and even looked for him in his mansion.

“Just today, I met him today.”

Qu Xiujie sat on the sofa again as he appeared nonchalant in face of Murong Cheng’s doubts.

Murong Cheng quickly sat beside Qu Xiujie’s side. Rather than his own brother’s safety, he was more curious to know if the Ji Ziming, who was feared and praised by everyone in the capital, was truly unruffled by the triflings of the mortal realm or a crazy wife lover.

“Tell me quickly, how is Ji Ziming like? Is he really very good?”

Seeing the glow in Murong Cheng’s eyes, Qu Xiujie suddenly had the thought of teasing him.

“What really good, could it be that you want to go after Ji Ziming?”

“What are you talking about, I’m just being nosy. You have no idea how rarely I see him in the hotel. He is very cold every time so I wanted to ask you if the Ji Ziming you met and the one I saw are the same?”

Murong Cheng admitted that he was nosy but he did not expect his friend to be nosier than him.

“Then tell me, how cold is the Ji Ziming you saw and does he treat that Pei Ge well?”

“I heard my female colleagues say that Mr Ji is cruel towards that Pei Ge. There are a lot of scars on her neck and arms. There are also other women who says that he treats that Pei Ge super well like a crazy wife lover. Whose words do you think I should believe?”

“I believe the former is true.”

Qu Xiujie had no idea why he chose that but he knew that the real Ji Ziming would be alert and mock other men who looked at Pei Ge.