Rebirth: Pampered by My Children and Husband Chapter 234

Chapter 234: Chapter 234: The Relationship Between the Two Is Definitely Not Ordinary

Zhou Manhui seemed to have heard a ridiculously huge joke, scoffing with disdain from her throat, “You pay?”

“This bag of mine is a limited edition, worth millions. What can you, a pauper, compensate me with?”

She looked Xiao Yu up and down, her eyes filled with contempt and mockery, “Even if you sold your studio, it wouldn't fetch such a price.”

Xiao Yu's face turned somewhat ugly, he grasped the cup in his hand and fell silent.

“I will tell President Yan about this. Don't even think about this contract,” Zhou Manhui declared with an iron face as she looked at the damaged bag.

“Miss Zhou!” Xiao Yu was immediately anxious.

Ji Yuqiao withdrew her gaze and did not continue to watch.

Seeing two people she did not wish to encounter, she also instantly lost the interest to stay any longer.

“I have something to do, let's go,” Ji Yuqiao said to Zhao Jiayan.

Zhao Jiayan was a bit surprised, “Aren't you going to say hello?”

Doesn't she… like Xiao Yu?

“There's nothing to say hello for,” Ji Yuqiao stood up and grabbed her bag.

Just as she and Zhao Jiayan were leaving the cafe, Zhou Manhui also saw them, her brows slightly lifting, “Yo, isn't that our Miss Ji?”

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Her tone carried a hint of sarcasm.

Following her voice, Xiao Yu looked up and saw Ji Yuqiao, his expression clearly stunned for a moment, instinctively blurting out, “Ji Yuqiao…”

It seemed like… they hadn't seen each other for a long time.

But soon, he also saw Zhao Jiayan standing beside her, a shadow passing through his eyes.

Ji Yuqiao did not respond, she left the cafe with an expressionless face.

“You know each other?” Zhou Manhui asked Xiao Yu in surprise.

It was somewhat late for Xiao Yu to say he didn't know her, and he awkwardly replied, “We are alumni.”

Zhou Manhui snickered.

Zhao Jiayan had driven here, and upon seeing Ji Yuqiao about to take a taxi home, insisted on giving her a ride.

Ji Yuqiao had no choice but to wait outside for him to drive the car over.

A short while later, the cafe's door opened, and someone approached her.

“Miss Ji, didn't you drive here today?” After speaking, as if realizing something, she covered her mouth feigning annoyance, “Ah, I forgot. Our Miss Ji was kicked out by her big brother, so broke she could only sell her bags; how would she have a car to drive?”

Previously, Ji Tingyang had kept a canary at home, spoiled beyond measure, and the news spread all over the social circle.

Zhou Manhui naturally heard about it as well.

She would say, with men, there's no such thing as a true gentleman.

Watching Ji Tingyang's cold and stern facade, isn't he still playing that game.

She had also incidentally heard that Ji Yuqiao had a big fight with Ji Tingyang over this matter and later heard the news that Ji Yuqiao moved to live at the school.

Seeing Ji Yuqiao's misfortune, she was naturally schadenfreude.

Later, she heard from a friend that Ji Yuqiao, dressed in cheap clothes, went to the counter to sell her bags, and she was overjoyed again.

She never expected that the domineering Miss Ji would fall to the point of selling bags. It seemed she had truly and severely broken with the family.

Serves her right.

Zhou Manhui thought.

“Selling your bag because you're so poor?” Ji Yuqiao blinked innocently, looking at her, “Haven't you realized that the bag I'm wearing is the latest model?”

“The latest model?” Zhou Manhui smirked disdainfully, “This latest model of yours isn't even worth a fraction of my bag.”

Ji Yuqiao clicked her tongue and shook her head, “If I were you, I wouldn't be caught dead carrying that bag around.”

“What do you mean?” Zhou Manhui frowned.

“Haven't you realized that the bag you're holding is a fake?” Ji Yuqiao sighed, her eyes filled with sympathy, “Well, I guess you've been too busy serving your President Yan to notice such things.”

“You–what nonsense are you talking about! How could this possibly be fake!” Zhou Manhui's expression turned to one of disbelief.

“Their bags always have a logo stamped on the inside; just check your bag for the mark, and you'll know,” Ji Yuqiao said.

“As if it's just there because you say so!”

“If you don't believe me, you can look up how to verify its authenticity online. I have no reason to lie to you,” Ji Yuqiao stated.

Zhou Manhui hesitated, took out her phone to check, and after finding out that it matched what Ji Yuqiao had said, she started to search her bag.

After a long moment, when she saw that her bag was completely empty, the color drained from her face, and she stood frozen in shock.

She couldn't believe that the damn fatso had bought her a counterfeit!

Her grip on the bag tightened, her fingertips turning white.

“Oh, right, I forgot to tell you,” Ji Yuqiao smiled smugly, “The real version of that bag is currently in my wardrobe.”

“Trying to scam someone out of millions with a fake bag is, frankly, embarrassing,” she shook her head and sighed.

Zhou Manhui's face changed, “What, are you standing up for your schoolmate?”

“Of course not, what he does is none of my business.” Ji Yuqiao casually adjusted a strand of hair behind her ear, “I just find this whole thing quite amusing. Do you think Mrs. Yan would find it funny if I told her?”

“You want to use Mrs. Yan to press me? Unfortunately for you, she's well aware of her husband's true colors and can't do anything about me either,” Zhou Manhui said.

“Perhaps she couldn't do anything before, but now it might be a different story. I've heard that the Yan family has recently embarked on a big project with his wife's family. Do you think he'd give up a billion-dollar project for your sake if his wife gives you trouble?”

Hearing Ji Yuqiao's words, Zhou Manhui's expression instantly stiffened.

A man who fobbed her off with a fake bag was predictable when it came to knowing who would be the one ultimately abandoned.

“What do you want?” Zhou Manhui's voice was weaker.

“I don't want to do anything.” Ji Yuqiao had just finished speaking when Zhao Jiayan's car drove over and stopped in front of them.

She paused as she opened the car door and looked back at Zhou Manhui, “Oh, just a heads-up, next time you see me, remember to take a detour. Otherwise, I can't guarantee I won't go and tell Mrs. Yan something.”

Ji Yuqiao got into the car, catching sight of Zhou Manhui throwing her bag on the ground like a madwoman in the rearview mirror, her gaze filled with cunning triumph.

She felt a satisfying release of pent-up frustration.

Meanwhile, in front of the cafe, Zhou Manhui pulled out her phone and made a call, “Help me find out what's the relationship between Ji Yuqiao and Xiao Yu?”

Ji Yuqiao's threat must have been because of her schoolmate, because of that fake bag she used in the cafe.

She had a hunch that there was something unusual about their relationship.

Otherwise, why would Ji Yuqiao talk out of the blue? She must be hinting at something.

That evening.

Zhou Manhui received the investigation call.

Just as expected.

Ji Yuqiao liked Xiao Yu.

The whole school knew about Ji Yuqiao's pursuit of Xiao Yu.

Chapter end

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