Switch Mode

The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce Chapter 506

Chapter 506 - Late Arrival

Chapter 506 Late Arrival

Tersa looked at Xing Yue in disbelief, her pupils trembling violently. She said with difficulty, “You, what did you say? You treat Feng Qing as your younger sister? Then what about me? Xing Yue, are you crazy? You’ve only met Feng Qing three times, and you actually treat her as your younger sister? Have you considered me? I beg you to wake up. I’m the daughter of Country F’s President. I’m your younger sister. Your younger sister’s name is Tessa, not Feng Qing!”

Before she could finish her sentence, Tessa opened the lid of the perfume bottle and raised it high. With a flip of her wrist, she poured the perfume on the ground in front of Xing Yue. The perfume splashed everywhere and a thick fragrance filled the air.

“Stop!” Xing Yue shouted angrily and snatched the perfume bottle from Tessa. However, the bottle was not big, and there was no more perfume inside.

Seeing Xing Yue’s expression turn darker and darker, Tessa was instantly afraid. Although she was in the wrong, she was still angry that Xing Yue was so good to Feng Qing and even treated her as his younger sister. This made her even more unconvinced.

“Brother, if you like Master YLL’s perfume so much, buy it on the black market. As long as you can afford it, you can buy it. Moreover, it’s definitely purer and more real than the perfume Feng Qing gave you.” Tessa straightened her neck and said before turning around and running out of the room angrily.

Xing Yue did not stop her or hit her. Instead, he squatted down and touched the ground that was gradually drenched by the perfume. The entire room was filled with a thick perfume smell, but in a few hours, this fragrance would dissipate.

Xing Yue’s expression was very ugly, and his mood hit rock bottom. He was rich and could buy the exact same perfume from the black market, but that was not what he wanted. He wanted the bottle of perfume Feng Qing had given him.

A week later, the grand International Fragrance Competition began outside the Bali Palace. Fragranceers from all over the world gathered to watch this grand event.

Walking onto the temporary stage, the host said enthusiastically, “Dear contestants, please pay attention. The competition is about to start. Please go to your tables and make your final preparations.”

At this moment, a person rushed in with a sorting box in his arms. She squeezed through the crowd and said that she was late because she had overslept.

Feng Qing subconsciously turned around and saw Feng Jianing walking towards the competition ground with an apologetic look. Seeing her appear, many members of the audience let out surprised sounds.

Seeing this scene, the host could only stop talking. He found the organizers to check the box in Feng Jianing’s arms and tested her qualifications before sending her to a spare table.

After seeing that she had successfully passed the inspection and could continue to participate in the finals, many contestants started discussing

“What’s going on? Wasn’t she disqualified? Why can she participate in the finals?”.

“Didn’t you guys see? What she showed just now is the competition certificate for the outstanding representative of the world’s personal perfume brand. According to the competition’s rules, ten to twenty outstanding personal perfume brand representatives from all over the world can be chosen to participate in the competition, so it’s not against the rules for her to participate again with this identity.”

“It’s indeed not against the rules. I heard that obtaining this certificate is very difficult. It’s ten times harder than obtaining the qualifications for the grand finals. I reckon that Feng Jianing is definitely capable. She created a personal brand at such a young age.”

“Bah, capable? I think she must have used some unknown method. Otherwise, no matter how good her perfume is, it’s useless. Her character is problematic.” After arriving at the spare table, Feng Jianing took a few deep breaths and ignored the other contestants. Instead, she slowly opened the sorting box. The reason why she was late today was because she was waiting for this sorting box. She specially got someone to mail it from other countries thousands of kilometers away.

To others, being late would be embarrassing, but to Feng Jianing, being late was what she wanted. This was because being late could allow her to receive more attention. If she suddenly attended the competition in this way, it would definitely attract everyone’s attention. Not only would the judges look at her a few more times, but even the contestants would discuss her.

It couldn’t be helped. She was born to like the feeling of being the center of attention and the focus of attention, so she had felt that she deserved to enjoy flowers and applause under the spotlight since she was young.

The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce

The Wife I Picked Up Is Too Fierce

N/A
Score 8.9
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Native Language: Chinese
When Feng Qing was born, she was sold to a couple from the mountains due to the hospital’s negligence . Sixteen years later, her biological parents brought her home from a small mountain village, she thought her life would better, but it did not. Not only did she not get love from her parents, her substitute sister made her blind. In the end, her parents married her off to an old man in his fifties. On her wedding day, Feng Qing escaped from the hotel with strings of bodyguards chasing after her. In a critical situation, she climbed into the black car that was parked by the roadside. In the back car seat sat a handsome man where cold ruthlessness was a constant fixture on his face. He looked like someone who could not be trifled with. Feng Qing patted her dirty little hands. "So, mister, I noticed that loneliness is written all over your face. What do you think about having a wife who has now presented herself to you?" Xie Jiuhan was commonly referred to as the Ninth Master. He was the overlord of Capital City and had a volatile personality. He was stubborn and ruthless. The socialites in the Capital City used all means, but none of them came close to even touching the hem of Master Ninth's clothes. From this day onward, rumors started to spread in Capital City. Ninth Master, who usually steered clear of women, raised a petite little wife in the manor and spoilt her to the core. Master Ninth: "My wife is too weak to take care of herself." The doctor: "Then, who's that lady who shattered someone's kneecap with a single kick?" Master Ninth: "My wife used to live in villages, she's not good at her studies." The students in Capital University: “Your wife keeps getting number one in every examination. If she's not good at her studies, what are we? Retards?" Master Ninth: “My wife is extremely timid. She's not met many bigshots or prominent figures." The public: “Please shut up!" The leading authority in medicine, science professors, and famous international directors queued outside your house, begging to see her! Yes, your wife had not met bigshots or prominent figures before because she was the most prominent figure here.

Comment

0 0 votes
Article Rating
Subscribe
Notify of
guest

0 Comments
Inline Feedbacks
View all comments

Options

not work with dark mode
Reset