"Wei Jinfeng, what are you looking at?"
Seeing Wei Jinfeng's eyes scanning his wife's face, Old Su immediately became protective, and pulled Ning Xiaolan behind him.
His balding head was almost bristling with hair.
He struck an aggressive pose.
In this regard, Old Su was quite the man; his past "cowardice" was merely a disguise for his survival in this world.
Indeed.
If Old Su were truly a good-for-nothing, how could he have made Mother Lan, shy and bashful, throw herself into his arms back then?
"Xiaolan, have you been happy all these years?"
Wei Jinfeng completely ignored Old Su.
He looked at Ning Xiaolan with deep affection and said softly, "Even though years have flown by. I often blame myself, wondering why I wasn't as despicable as someone else back then and forced myself upon you. Instead, I naively believed that my truest love would move you. Now, every time I dream at midnight, I see your shadow flickering before my eyes."
Ning Xiaolan's face, full of embarrassment, instantly vanished.
She waved Old Su aside.
Looking at Wei Jinfeng, in front of so many people, she asked plainly, "What are you flickering about, for crying out loud?"
Wei Jinfeng—
The surrounding waiters and others—
Old Su's nostrils immediately flared!
For the first time, he didn't feel that Ning Xiaolan's cursing would diminish her beauty or lower her character.
"You idiot, get lost! If you dare to say such sickening things to me in front of my husband again. I'll rip your tongue out and feed it to the dogs!"
Mother Lan's beauty and character continued to rapidly decline.
The surrounding waiters and others were somewhat stunned.
Wei Jinfeng's face turned red.
But his eyes, looking at Ning Xiaolan, shone even brighter.
What cannot be obtained is always the best.
"Wife, let's go."
Old Su didn't want to bring up old grievances here and be laughed at by the onlookers.
"Why should we leave?"
Ning Xiaolan, however, wriggled out of his hand, turned to the waiter, and said, "Wrap that Phoenix bracelet for me. I'll take it."
Old Su was shocked: "Xiaolan."
He knew very well why Ning Xiaolan wanted to buy the Phoenix bracelet.
It was because Wei Jinfeng had just sneered at Old Su for having no status and no taste.
With Ning Xiaolan's fiery temper, even if it meant going bankrupt, she would buy this Phoenix bracelet to defend her husband's honor!
Old Su couldn't care about anything else. He grabbed her hand: "Xiaolan, calm down. We don't need to be angry because of someone. It's over ten million yuan, and we don't have enough money with us!"
"I'm buying the Phoenix bracelet as a meeting gift for my in-laws. Is this being angry?"
Ning Xiaolan frowned, shook off his hand, and said, "If we don't have enough money, call Ziyu and have her come pay. It's still early, it won't delay the meeting."
Sigh!
Old Su stomped his foot heavily, but dared not say anything more.
He took out his phone, intending to call Su Ziyu.
Wei Jinfeng, however, smiled and said faintly to the waiter, "The Phoenix bracelet, the colored hairpin, and the Emperor's Heart—these three pieces can only be sold together."
What?
Old Su was taken aback.
Ning Xiaolan's eyes narrowed immediately.
The waiter, however, said respectfully, "Yes, Mr. Wei."
Mr. Wei?
Old Su blinked and looked at Wei Jinfeng again.
"I'm sorry."
Wei Jinfeng looked at Old Su and smiled, "This Qingyun Studio is owned by my family."
Damn it!
Old Su cursed inwardly.
Wei Jinfeng then looked at Ning Xiaolan, showing no particular displeasure at being publicly scolded by her just now.
Still as refined and courteous as back then, he said, "Xiaolan, to be honest. This set of three is actually being sold on consignment by Qingyun Studio. It is said that this set of three pieces of jewelry originated from the underground library of the Roman Imperial Palace. It was a gift from an emperor to a prince for his family of three."
He patiently explained, "The Phoenix bracelet and the Emperor's Heart are a set, considered a couple's set. The colored hairpin is for the couple's daughter. Therefore, the historical value of the set itself far exceeds its intrinsic value."
At this moment.
Dozens of customers had already gathered in Qingyun Studio.
After hearing Wei Jinfeng's explanation, they all suddenly understood: "No wonder one piece of jewelry is so expensive!"
Ning Xiaolan said nothing.
Only regret filled her heart.
If it were just a Phoenix bracelet, she could have bought it with a gritted teeth and a stomp of her foot.
But a set of three pieces—that would be over thirty million!
Buying all three?
Ning Xiaolan dared not even think about it.
"Xiaolan, if you really like it."
Wei Jinfeng glanced at Old Su, his tone light and airy, "I'll give you this set of three. Consider it a testament to my deep love for you, unchanged for a hundred years."
Wow—
The onlookers all gasped.
What is called extravagant?
This is it!
Jewelry worth thirty million, given away just like that!
Even a fool could see how infatuated this Mr. Wei was with Ning Xiaolan.
Despite being scolded like a dog just now, he was still proactively spending a fortune on her!
Could this be the legendary true love?
Ning Xiaolan smiled.
A smile through gritted teeth—
Seeing her like this, Old Su quickly grabbed her arm: "Xiaolan, be calm!"
No one knows a wife better than her husband.
When Ning Xiaolan smiled through gritted teeth, it was a sign that she was about to act, and to act ruthlessly!
Old Su had personally experienced this ten years ago in a certain foot bath establishment.
He was bedridden for half a month.
A wife hitting her husband, even if it breaks his leg, can be resolved through discussion.
But if Ning Xiaolan were to injure Wei Jinfeng?
That would be a crime!
"Xiaolan, don't you see he's deliberately provoking you?"
Old Su pulled Ning Xiaolan towards a corner: "He's just waiting for you to injure him on the spot! That way, not only will your career be affected. More importantly, he can extort money from you. He won't rest until he ruins us, making us lose our fortunes and our family, never to be reunited."
It must be said that Old Su had a bit of wisdom.
He saw through Wei Jinfeng's malicious intentions at a glance.
Ning Xiaolan also sobered up.
Hoo!
She exhaled heavily, clasped Old Su's hand, fingers intertwined: "Let's go."
Although she couldn't buy the Phoenix bracelet, Ning Xiaolan wasn't determined to buy this thing to give to her in-laws.
Ning Xiaolan suppressed her anger and was about to drag Old Su out the door quickly when the onlookers who had gathered around suddenly stepped aside.
Someone had entered.
Wei Jinfeng looked up and his face lit up with surprise.
Forgetting all about his "hundred years of deep love," he quickly bowed and hurried forward: "Boss Meng, why are you here?"
Seeing the top executive of Qingyun, he initially wanted to call out his title.
There were too many people present, and addressing Old Meng by his title might have adverse effects, so he changed his address in time.
"Heh heh, Mr. Wei is here too?"
Boss Meng, who entered first, greeted Wei Jinfeng with a smile but then gestured to someone entering behind him and said, "Director Li, please."
Director Li?
Wei Jinfeng and the others instinctively looked at that person.
As their eyes all lit up, they instinctively stepped back.
Not only was Old Meng so polite to this person, but she was also accompanied by several guards, and more importantly, her commanding aura was something that no one present could withstand, so they could only retreat instinctively.
Hiding in the corner, Ning Xiaolan, upon hearing Old Meng address her as "Director Li" and looking at the composed Li Wujiang, thought, "She is indeed the legendary God of War, Li Wujiang!"
Li Wujiang showed no discomfort at being stared at by so many people.
She was long accustomed to such occasions and such gazes.
She nodded to Old Meng and quickly walked to the counter, taking a contract out of her pocket with her right hand, which wore white gloves.
She asked the waiter, "Where is the general manager of your Qingyun Studio?"
Wei Jinfeng quickly stepped forward, bowing and scraping, "Hello, I am the owner of Qingyun Studio."
Li Wujiang glanced at him and then looked at the "Emperor's Set of Three" in the special display cabinet, saying, "This set of three pieces was consigned to your establishment for sale by our family a few years ago. Here is the consignment voucher. I'm here to take it back today."
Everyone, including Old Meng and Wei Jinfeng, had a change of expression.
Li Wujiang, however, remained calm.
Her family's possessions all had legitimate origins.
She wasn't afraid of being investigated by anyone.
It was perfectly normal for the owner to take back something entrusted to a consignment shop.
She didn't need to care what others thought!
"So, the Emperor's Set of Three belongs to her family. That's amazing."
Ning Xiaolan and Old Su exchanged glances. The couple, sticking to the wall, quietly slipped out of Qingyun Studio.
They felt much better: "So what if Wei Jinfeng is the big boss of Qingyun Studio? The Emperor's Set of Three was just something he was selling on consignment. Now that the owner is taking it back, it means he's lost the right to show off."
Hoo!
After getting outside, Ning Xiaolan let out a heavy sigh and said to Old Su, "Old Su, don't worry. If I, Ning Xiaolan, have followed you in this life, then even if someone throws a mountain of gold at me, I won't have a second thought. Don't you dare take Wei Jinfeng's nonsense to heart."
Old Su chuckled.
He looked up proudly: "Su Laiyun is not talented, but I am still quite confident in my unparalleled looks."
Damn it.
You old coot!
Stop flattering yourself.
Ning Xiaolan pinched him: "Let's go. Let's go see the jewelry store over there. We have to buy a decent gift for my in-laws, don't we?"