Chapter 458: Chapter 162: The Green Tea Female Supporting Character in a Period Piece (49)

Jiang Zishi stood ramrod straight, his chest puffed out further than ever before. He tilted his chin up slightly, a genuinely joyous and satisfied smile on his face.

He had never imagined this day would come, that he could go from being the Jiang Family’s abandoned adopted son to the only son of a representative in an important investment delegation!

Thinking of the endless fortune his family had to squander, Jiang Zishi felt his confidence surge.

He knew exactly what kind of person Chi Yun’er was: a young woman who craved a life of luxury, was lazy and indulgent, and loved vanity. ’How could she possibly resist the olive branch I’m extending?’

Besides, anyone with half a brain would never refuse the temptation of money.

Chi Yun’er looked him up and down and curled her lip. "I was wondering why all the flowers in my shop were drooping. Turns out they’re suffocating from the reek of money."

"I can’t get any fresh air either. Manager Wang, could you please do me a favor and take this person outside? Turn any corner, just give us an air vent to blow away this awful smell."

"My, my, the bigger the forest, the more kinds of birds you find. Nowadays, any old pheasant can stick a feather in its tail and pretend to be a phoenix, as if everyone else is just bald-tailed."

Jiang Zishi gritted his teeth. "Chi Yun’er, you’re nothing but a frog in a well. You have no idea how much money I have—more than enough for you to squander as you please."

Bian Yumin’s face twisted with jealousy, but she didn’t dare overstep in front of Jiang Zishi.

’Whoever has the money calls the shots.’ If she said one word too many, she would end up with nothing, like drawing water with a bamboo basket.

She had long ago suffered the hardships of being penniless, so Bian Yumin had grown numb to Jiang Zishi’s philandering.

’In any case, I’m his wife and the mother of the Cook family’s only child. That’s enough!’

But the woman before her was overflowing with youth, radiating with life—a living collection of all the world’s beauty. It always stirred the resentment in her heart.

’When you have too much money, life can get pretty dull. You start wanting something more!’

Bian Yumin stared at Chi Yun’er with a cold, dark gaze, her mind already scheming.

Chi Yun’er skillfully arranged the flowers and plants in her hands. After wrapping them, she handed them over. "A flower for every person. Here you go. That will be 59,741 RMB."

"This is a small business. Cash only, no credit!"

Jiang Zishi took the flowers without a glance. His eyes, filled with greed and lust, slid over her again and again, as if surveying his own territory.

Unfortunately, she was standing behind the counter, so he could only vaguely make out her exquisite figure, her long, luminous neck, and a face as beautiful as a fox spirit’s—both innocent and bewitching.

Men are creatures of instinct. No matter how much he might look down on a woman internally, if she was beautiful and alluring enough, she would win his favor.

This was exactly how Jiang Zishi felt about Chi Yun’er. Moreover, he had suffered several losses at her hands. Ever since he’d been locked up, he had spent every waking moment fantasizing about how he would punish Chi Yun’er and Jiang Yihua.

A man’s hatred for a woman, especially a stunner like Chi Yun’er, usually only manifested in a few predictable ways.

The mere thought of Chi Yun’er submitting beneath him while Jiang Yihua—that arrogant, self-proclaimed genius who had always looked down on him—was cuckolded, sent shivers of excitement through Jiang Zishi’s entire body.

He chuckled and shook his head. "Yun’er, you’re still so shallow, always looking down on people. It’s just a few tens of thousands, isn’t it? But in Country Y, we use Pounds. Over fifty thousand RMB is barely more than seven thousand Pounds."

"I’ll round it up for you. Eight thousand!"

With a wave of his hand, he had an assistant hand Chi Yun’er a stack of foreign currency, along with a good number of foreign exchange coupons.

"Look at that. This astronomical sum you tried to humiliate me with is just what I’d casually spend on a necklace for Minmin. And my clothes, my accessories—which one of them doesn’t start in the five-figure range?"

"You, you really haven’t seen how extravagantly rich people live. Tsk, tsk," Jiang Zishi said, amused and feeling vindicated.

’My current status and position are already far beyond what Jiang Yihua and Chi Yun’er could ever compare to.’

’If I want to humiliate them, it’s just a matter of minutes!’

Chi Yun’er accepted the money and coupons without a change in expression. "It seems you quite like the arrangement I made for you?"

"Of course. As long as it’s made by my dear Yun’er, I’ll love it," Jiang Zishi chuckled. He glanced down at the flowers and saw that he was holding a few stalks of foxtail grass surrounded by a ring of wild chrysanthemums.

The problem was, in his attempt to show off, he had just paid eight thousand Pounds for them.

Chi Yun’er nodded. "I thought so too. Since you’ve bought your flowers, please come again when you need something. Don’t delay the next customer from coming in to shop."

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