Mr. Ji, stop spoiling me, your wife is on the hot search again

As expected, I provoked the wrong man...

Xia Qingqian took a deep breath, with a fearless expression on her face, and stepped forward and said, "Mr. Ji..."

As soon as she opened her mouth and called out "Mr. Ji", Ji Fengfan put down the pen in his hand, raised his head and looked at her. When he heard her speak, he leaned back and motioned for her to continue.

Xia Qingqian met his sharp black eyes that were filled with scrutiny. She had just mustered up the courage to confess and get leniency, but suddenly she collapsed like a deflated ball. She swallowed unconsciously and spoke again, changing the subject, "Mr. Ji, are you looking for me?" After that, she stood aside with her head down, as if waiting for her fate.

Ji Fengfan didn't talk to her too much. He had to go back to the old house for dinner in the evening, and he had to be fully alert to deal with that group of people. He was a little busy today and had just finished his work.

"Is the money ready?" he asked straight to the point.

Xia Qingqian let out an "ah", raised her head, and looked at Ji Fengfan with confused eyes. Then she froze in place, mumbling to herself, "What money?"

Ji Fengfan frowned slightly, looking at the silly look of the woman in front of him, he seemed a little impatient, he stood up and began to tidy up his clothes. While tidying up, he spoke coldly, and it was hard to tell whether his tone was true or false.

"You just spilled red wine on me last night, and you forgot about it? Didn't you say you would transfer one million? Transfer it now, and I'll give you my card number."

Xia Qingqian heard the familiar number of one million, and only one thought came to her mind, and she blurted out, "I don't have money."

Her voice suddenly rose high. Ji Fengfan paused while buttoning his clothes. His brows furrowed even deeper. Then, a faint arc appeared at the corner of his mouth, and he asked in a mocking manner.

"Why, you don't want to pay?"

Ji Fengfan continued to button his shirt, and after he had fixed his shirt, he took off his suit jacket and put it on. His voice was not loud, but it gave people an inexplicable sense of intimidation.

Xia Qingqian was now silently regretting that she had spoken so loudly just now.

But when it comes to money, she will not compromise easily no matter how difficult it is. That is the money she saved to buy a house. How can she just transfer one million to someone else casually? She looked at Ji Fengfan, adjusted her tone, and said in a flattering way, "Mr. Ji, I...I don't mean that..."

Ji Fengfan dressed neatly and walked out from behind the desk. He took two steps to Xia Qingqian, stopped, looked at her with a smile, raised his eyebrows, and moved forward as if on purpose, "Oh? What do you mean?"

Xia Qingqian looked at the high-end leather shoes parked in front of her. When she raised her head, she saw the handsome face so close to her. She suddenly became flustered and her heartbeat speeded up uncontrollably.

She subconsciously took a step back, swallowed, sorted out her thoughts, and then spoke softly, "My... I mean... I'm taking it to you for dry cleaning... Can you give me yesterday's coat?"

She had started out in a low voice to begin with, and as she spoke further she began to feel a lack of confidence, and her voice became lower and lower.

"What?" Ji Fengfan didn't know whether he really didn't hear clearly or was deliberately making things difficult, so he raised his voice and asked again. Then he put his hands in his suit trouser pockets, leaned on the desk, stared at Xia Qingqian's too fair face with his thin lips slightly raised, lazy and noble, but his aura was so strong that an invisible pressure was released.

Xia Qingqian plucked up the courage to repeat her solution again.

"I said I'm sending your suit jacket to the dry cleaners. Would you mind giving me your jacket from last night?"

"Yesterday's coat?" Ji Fengfan looked at Xia Qingqian and asked. This woman was really interesting. She was obviously afraid of him. She kept pulling the hem of her sportswear with both hands, but she was bargaining with him for just one million. Could it be that the female artist in the company couldn't come up with one million? Even if she was an 18th-tier star, she wouldn't be so poor.

"Yes, is yesterday's coat at home? If it is inconvenient for you to take it to the company, I can get it myself." Xia Qingqian added with a smile, secretly feeling happy that she was so smart.

Ji Fengfan stood up straight, and then said, "I threw the clothes into the hotel trash can this morning. If you can find it back, you don't have to pay for it."

After saying that, he walked out of the office without looking back, leaving Xia Qingqian standing there with a confused look on her face.

She watched Ji Fengfan disappear at the office door before she reacted, and then rushed out and headed straight for the hotel where she stayed last night. She was determined to find the clothes. What kind of clothes were they? They cost a million dollars. She didn't even wait for the elevator to come up, and rushed directly to the first floor through the stairwell, hailed a taxi, and went to the hotel.

When Ji Fengfan drove his car out of the underground garage, he just saw Xia Qingqian jumping into a taxi. The corners of his lips curled up, he stepped on the accelerator, and drove away quickly past the taxi.

In a taxi.

Xia Qingqian was so anxious that she kept urging the taxi driver, "Master, can you hurry up? I have something urgent to do."

The taxi driver was a middle-aged uncle. I didn't expect that he had seen the drama played by Xia Qingqian. He kept looking back through the rearview mirror, "Hey, are you a star? I watched a TV series before, and you looked a lot like the maid in it."

Xia Qingqian didn't expect that the driver of a random car she stopped had seen her drama and recognized her as a minor character. She was quite happy. But now was not the time to interact with fans. Finding clothes was more important. She hurriedly denied, "No, Master, you recognized the wrong person. I really have something urgent. Can you help me faster?"

At the speed this master was running, by the time he got to the hotel, not only would the room have been cleaned long ago, but even the hotel's garbage would probably have been taken away.

"Oh, there's no rush during this rush hour. Aren't you really a star? You really look like that maid. If you participate in a talent show or something, you'll probably have a chance. You might even become a star." The driver was still trying to find topics to talk about.

"Hehehe~" Xia Qingqian smiled foolishly, feeling anxious.

"Girl, what's the urgent matter that requires you to go to the hotel?" the driver asked again.

Xia Qingqian thought for a moment, "Caught an adulterer, my husband is cheating on me, I'm going to stop him."

When the driver heard this, he was instantly filled with righteous indignation, "Good guy, why didn't you tell me earlier? I would have taken you there right away." As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped on the accelerator hard. Xia Qingqian hurriedly grabbed the handrail and watched the driver steer left and right, dashing around in the traffic.