Mo Fei rolled her eyes and went upstairs after greeting her parents.
“You! Stop right there!” Grandma Ding turned around and yelled in a shrill voice.
Mo Fei cocked her head to the back and gave Grandma Ding a ‘who the hell wants to respond to you’ look before heading upstairs again.
“Mom, Feifei is tired today. Why don’t you let her rest for today?” Mrs. Ding said calmly.
“Tired? She only knows how to fool around all day long, and she has the cheek to claim that she’s tired?” Grandma Ding said sarcastically. The Qian family could not hear her anyway.
Mrs. Ding’s expression turned a few shades awful. Ding Haonan held his wife’s wrist, signaling that she did not have to keep talking.
“I really don’t understand why you’d hand the company over to this girl who doesn’t know anything. If you do this, she’ll only ruin the company. Instead of that—”
“Why don’t we give it to Big Brother? Is that what you mean?” Ding Haonan finished Grandma Ding’s sentence. With every word he said, Ding Haonan’s sarcasm grew stronger.
Ding Haonan exposed Grandma Ding’s concerns, but she continued to speak in an imposing manner, “You wouldn’t be here today if it weren’t for your big brother. Ding Haonan, you’re being cruel right now.”
Ding Haonan allowed himself a self-deprecating laugh and led his wife upstairs.
“Ding Haonan! Ding Haonan!” Grandma Ding shrieked.
Meanwhile, outside the door, Ding Jiaqi caught up to Qian Yikun. Before Qian Yikun closed the car door, she hurriedly said, “Big Brother Qian, I’m sorry. Feifei’s not the most polite person. Since she isn’t coming out to send you off, Big Brother Qian, I apologize on her behalf.”
Qian Yikun had already opened the car door. When he heard Ding Jiaqi’s words, he turned around and looked at Ding Jiaqi. “Bold of you to assume that you’re worthy.” After saying that, Qian Yikun bent down and got into the car. He ignored the paleness that enshrouded Ding Jiaqi’s face in an instant.
He said, “Bold of you to assume that you’re worthy.”
These words were none other than the greatest insult to a person, especially to a woman.
Ding Jiaqi’s body trembled as she watched Qian Yikun’s departure in disbelief.
What was so good about that woman, Mo Fei?
Wait till she got her hands on Second Uncle’s company. When that happened, that woman would lose everything. By then, Ding Jiaqi would be able to see if this man could remain the same as he was now.
Mo Fei stood by the window on the second floor, picking up a call as she looked at the angry woman stomping her feet downstairs. Her lips curled into a mocking smile. “Oh, please speak. I’m listening.”
“The CEO of Jiayin Property, Mr. Liu, will be heading to the United States tomorrow to seek out an interior designer. The designer’s information is included in the folder I gave you before. If you want to grab Jiayin Property’s renovation contract, you’ll have to get that designer before he does.” Ding Junqi had just arrived home. Ding Yuejia and Le Tian were watching cartoons in the living room, so he could only make the call on the balcony.
Mo Fei’s eyebrows were slightly raised as she waited for him to continue.
“However, since Grandma and Uncle have been keeping a close eye on you lately, how are you going to leave?” Ding Junqi thought that it would be better to let Ding Junhui handle this matter, but Mo Fei disagreed.
“It’s a cat-and-mouse game. Of course, the cat has to be present for it to be fun. I have my ways.” Mo Fei smiled confidently. She had her own plans—the kind of plans that would send those people crashing to a horrible death.
“Okay, I’ll take a look at the rest.”
“There’s no need. Qian Yikun said that he has some ties with those people. Just let him do it,” Mo Fei interrupted her eldest brother’s words.
Qian Yikun?
With lowered eyes, Ding Junqi massaged the corner of his eyes. “He knows?”
Was his little sister not avoiding Qian Yikun at the cafe just today?
