Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire Chapter 629 – Your mouth really needs a slapping.

Chapter 629: Your mouth really needs a slapping.

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

“Ha ha! Only someone from a poor origin going after rich guys shamelessly says things like this. How laughable!”

While the two were talking at the counter, a few unwanted guests appeared at the jewelry shop entrance.

Before she even saw them, from the voice alone, Pei Ge easily identified the person seeking trouble with her.

“Indeed! I haven’t seen such a laughable person in so long. Lelin, looks like I came to you at the right time!”

Helplessness flashed past Pei Ge’s face as she turned to look at the source of the voice.

Sigh…

This Ji Lelin… Why is she everywhere? she mumbled inwardly, looking helplessly.

Fine. This ancestor even brought two underlings this time.

She eyed the two fashionably dressed ladies beside Ji Lelin and truly felt that it was the wrong day for her to leave home.

“Lelin, is she that woman you’re taking about – the one who stole your man? She looks so average, though. With her appearance, I don’t think any young master in our circle will take a liking to her.”

The woman in a black casual suit on Ji Lelin’s left shot her a spiteful look.

“These days, the most shameless are those average and mundane-looking women.” The lady on Ji Lelin’s right, clad in a checkered windbreaker, added with a smirk.

“That’s right. Xiaohan, you’re still too innocent. D’you remember that old saying? A dog that barks doesn’t bite; the dog that bites doesn’t bark.”

Although Ji Lelin was speaking to her friends, her black orbs were trained on Pei Ge.

Pei Ge’s face darkened as these women ‘scolded the locust while pointing at the mulberry.’

That d*mn Wen Qimo, what kind of trouble did he land me onto?!

She scolded the man inwardly for bringing her this jinx called Ji Lelin.

“Ge Ge, are you okay?” Fu Mingxuan coldly eyed the trio at the entrance harboring ill will as he asked her this with concern.

Slowly shaking her head, she moved to speak when she heard an exclamation.

“Eh?! Brother Mingxuan, why are you here?”

The lady in a checkered windbreaker exclaimed in shock following the sweeping of his eyes on their clique.

“Fu Mingxuan?” The lady in a black casual suit also looked at him.

“Xiaohan, Wenwen, do you know this man?” Ji Lelin, who had just returned from abroad, voiced out her confusion upon noting the drastic change in their expressions.

Xu Xiaohan and Ou Wenwen’s lips twitched slightly before they explained. “He’s the son of Auntie Fu, whom you’ve met a few days prior.”

“Ah! I know now. It’s him, huh.” She smirked. Ever since her return, she was either in her father’s company or being dragged by her mother to participate in blind dates.

Therefore… in the capital, other than the few good friends she had made when she was younger, she only ever heard others’ names without meeting them in person.

This Fu Mingxuan was coincidentally the Fu family’s eldest son, whom her mother wanted to pair her with for a date a few days prior.

“Hur hur. Another country bumpkin. Luckily, I haven’t gone on that blind date with you.”

She felt humiliated to learn that her potential blind date was related to Pei Ge.

Hence, the words she spoke were lacking in manners.

Still, she could not be blamed for behaving unlike a lady from an affluent family.

Rather, the fact that the man she adored, the first man whom she had gone on a date with upon her return, and even this potential date partner of hers all liked a woman inferior to her in every way…

Cough, cough, cough! Truly, anyone in her shoes would get mad, especially since she was a prideful mistress.

Fu Mingxuan chuckled, unaffected by her words.

Still, it did not mean that he would be a gentleman to her.

“Ji family’s youngest daughter is so-so, after all. Unlike the older sister, the younger one doesn’t seem to be of that prestigious bloodline.”

“You!” If Wen Qimo was her first weakness, the second would be her half-sister from her father’s side.

Noticing that she had turned red from anger, Xu Xiaohan tugged her arm and warned her through her eyes not be rash.

Alas, her actions were akin to not doing anything at all.

Having lost all irrationality in her anger, Ji Lelin glared at the man hatefully.

“Hur hur! I’m truly curious if your mother knows that you have such a thing beside you.”

She lifted her chin and directed derisive eyes at Pei Ge while mocking him.

“Ah, Lelin!”

Taken aback by her words, Ou Wenwen exclaimed as her face turned ghastly. She quickly moved to him.

“Brother Mingxuan, Lelin just came back from overseas, so please don’t take her words to heart. Despite her foul mouth, she’s actually a pretty nice person.”

She frantically explained to him, as though fearful of offending him.

“Wenwen, what are you doing?!” When her childhood friend actually dragged her back leg and apologized to the man she disliked, Ji Lelin was instantly enraged.

Not only was she a rich and influential family’s mistress who had been overseas for years, she was also blessed in the beauty and brains departments.

Since a child, she had always been doted on by everyone and had never received mistreatment.

“Miss Ji, I finally know now why Qimo doesn’t like you.”

Pei Ge, who had been silently watching the two stare daggers at each other, suddenly scoffed.

“What did you say?!” Ji Lelin, caught in a stalemate with the man, instantly placed her hateful gaze onto her upon hearing that.

“Not mentioning Qimo, even I dislike your personality.” Pei Ge gave her a smile that did not reach the eyes. Instead, her dark and clear eyes glinted coldly.

“You! Who do y—” think you are? Her words were cut off midway by a resounding slap.

Pak!

This resounding slap stunned everyone in the extravagant jewelry shop.

“Miss Ji, excuse me for not holding it in. Your mouth just needed a slapping. I apologize for it.”

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