Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire Chapter 1991 - The Older, The Wiser

Chapter 1991: The Older, The Wiser

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.

“So you don’t have any proof?”

Ji Ziming’s voice was cold as he looked at Qu Xiujie’s 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 Qu’s first wife.

“Mr Ji, you don’t believe me? I’m your wife’s uncle.”

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 l.u.s.ter. The dust on his feet scattered on the shoes and his pants.

If the person in front of her was Pei Ge’s 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 s.n.a.t.c.h 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 Ge’s expectations. She did not expect that all of this was related to her.

“Pei Ge, don’t you believe that I’m your uncle?”

Qu Xiujie called out Pei Ge’s 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.

“Mr. Qu, are you mistaken? I…”

“I didn’t make a mistake. I’ll find your grandmother’s photo and show it to you now. You’ll know that we’re really a family.”

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 mother’s 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 Zheng’s inventions.

Since the door was designed by Bi Zheng, the patent naturally belonged to Bi Zheng’s team.

“What is it?”

Ji Ziming walked out of the door and saw the bodyguard chief panting. “If you need anything, you can ring the alarm at the door.”

“President, someone found traces of an invasion in the backyard of our villa.”

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 chief’s explanation, Ji Ziming frowned deeply. He turned to look at Pei Ge, who was looking at him nervously, and said in a low voice, “I’ll go take a look. You and Mr. Qu should stay in this room.”

Compared to other rooms, although Qu Xiujie’s room was very dilapidated, it was the safest one. The una.s.suming items often had the most exciting effects.

“I’ll go with you.”

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.

“Just wait for me here. I’ll be back soon.”

He reached out and gently stroked her hair, thinking that if anything happened outside, he might not have the time to protect her.

“No. I want to go with you.”

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.

“Okay.”

He nodded in agreement at her insistence.

“Hey, both of you are gone. Who should I show my photos to?”

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.

“Mr. Qu, have you found your photo?”

Ji Ziming stood at the door and wrapped his arms around Pei Ge’s slender waist as he spoke in a joyful voice.

“No.”

Qu Xiujie’s voice was weak and the light in his eyes drifted out of the window.

“Since you don’t have it, then you can look for it here. Once you find it, I’ll bring Pei Ge here to study it with you and see if you’re my wife’s uncle.”

Ji Ziming was about to walk out of the door with Pei Ge when the voice rang again.

“You said it. Don’t lie to me.”

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.

“I, Ji Ziming, never lie.”

Ji Ziming did not turn around and merely left after saying that.

After leaving Qu Xiujie’s room, he removed his hand from Pei Ge’s waist and looked at her with concern. “Ge Ge, follow me closely.”

“I know.”

Although she did not know how serious the bodyguard’s 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 Ziming’s 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.

“CEO, I just found that mini camera here.”

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 Ziming’s 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 couldn’t help but admire him. The older, the wiser.

“That tree?”

Ji Ziming looked in the direction of the parasol tree. It was the camphor tree that his close aide was hiding.

“Yes.”

The bodyguard chief nodded.