Hong Kong Nights of Passion

Chapter 98 "What? I'm not good enough for you?"

Fu Yiyi glared at Duan Jiaxu, her eyes saying, "I'd be a fool to believe you."

Duan Jiaxu panicked instantly and hurriedly looked to Wen Jinnian and Chi Yige for help.

One of them was lounging lazily on the sofa scrolling through his phone, not even lifting his eyelids, clearly intending to stand by and do nothing.

Duan Jiaxu had no choice but to turn to Wen Jinnian and say, "Wen, you have to be my witness!"

Wen Jinian just smiled and didn't say anything.

Duan Jiaxu stamped his feet in frustration and shouted at Fu Yiyi, "Miss Fu! Boss Fu! I... I could never like you."

"What? I'm not good enough for you?"

Fu Yiyi raised her eyebrows, a half-smile playing on her lips.

Duan Jiaxu sighed in exasperation: "Fine, fine, I guess I'm not good enough for you!"

Fu Yiyi finally showed a satisfied expression, tilted her head to rub her neck, and suddenly glared at Duan Jiaxu: "Why does my neck hurt so much? You must have done something to me yesterday!"

Duan Jiaxu was both amused and exasperated: "If you want to talk about neck pain, you should ask your brother."

Fu Yiyi turned to look at the person relaxing on the sofa: "Brother, what happened to me yesterday?"

The other person casually remarked, "You had a relapse yesterday."

"Brother! How can you be so sharp-tongued!"

Fu Yiyi retorted angrily.

Duan Jiaxu's face turned bright red as he suppressed a laugh; he was indeed ill. He hadn't been fully conscious yesterday, and if he hadn't knocked her unconscious, who knows what kind of trouble he might have caused.

Duan Jiaxu was internally ranting, but dared not utter a single word.

Fu Yiyi slapped her forehead, then suddenly realized something was wrong. "No, no, I must have forgotten something!"

She paced back and forth in the living room, and Duan Jiaxu felt increasingly uneasy watching her back and forth.

Suddenly, Fu Yiyi grabbed a stick and pointed it at Duan Jiaxu, furious: "I remember now! Yesterday in the bathroom, didn't you peek at me?"

Duan Jiaxu almost fainted, and explained with a bitter face: "Grandma, you took Chinese medicine yesterday and became delirious. Instead of going to the hospital, you insisted on going to a hotel and taking a bath. How could I not save you when you fell on the ground?"

Chi Yige rested his hand on his forehead.

Wen Jinian lowered her head and pretended to scroll through her phone, but she was secretly wondering what was going on.

How could you say that to someone's face?
Driven to desperation, Duan Jiaxu retorted, "Fine, I'll see! Do you think I'm going to gouge my own eyes out?"

"Now, you have to take responsibility for me!" As soon as Fu Yiyi said this, Duan Jiaxu staggered and almost lost his balance.

Fu Yiyi tilted her head back, looking arrogant: "I'm a young, unmarried woman, and I barely think you're passable."

Duan Jiaxu was so angry that he grimaced, but he glanced at the person in the room and forced himself to hold back.

"Is my appearance barely acceptable?" he retorted through gritted teeth.

"Yeah, are you as handsome as my brother? Are you as rich as my brother? Are you as considerate and gentle as my brother?"

Fu Yiyi counted on her fingers how her brother and Niannian had been showing off their love every day lately, raising her standards for a partner to the heavens.

She sighed deeply, "How about the two of us give it a try?"

"Cough cough!"

Wen Jinnian suddenly coughed a few times. Yiyi really did say something surprising!
Chi Yige put down his phone, his face darkening. "Yiyi, that's enough. Relationships aren't child's play."

Duan Jiaxu almost knelt down to thank Chi Yige, but fortunately, he temporarily extinguished Fu Yiyi's thoughts.

A short while later, Li Mingyi arrived with his entourage and successfully completed the discharge procedures.

It happened to be Saturday, and there was no need for training in the art studio. Fu Yiyi didn't want to go back to the villa on Victoria Peak, so she hid in this side of Deep Water Bay again.

Wen Jinian immediately called Wen Jin to inquire about the journey.

Wen Jin immediately sent a bunch of photos. Looking at her aunt's radiant smile in the photos, as if she had become ten years younger, Wen Jin Nian was genuinely happy for her.

Because of a project collaboration, Chi Yige couldn't get away. He didn't get out of the car, but drove the person to the villa, gave them a few careful instructions, left a few bodyguards behind, and then hurriedly left.

Wen Jinnian looked at the bodyguards who had suddenly appeared in the villa with some confusion. She felt like she had forgotten something but couldn't remember it for a moment. She only vaguely felt that she hadn't seen Shen Yu, who was by Chi Yige's side, for a long time.

Just as she was lost in thought, Fu Yiyi called her name.

"I'm here." She then followed them into the villa.

Inside the Maybach. Li Mingyi glanced in the rearview mirror and saw that Chi Yige looked relaxed; he must have slept well last night. It seemed that Miss Wen really could cure the young master's insomnia.

"Young Master Shen said that those gangs in the port area have been making some small moves recently."

Chi Yige tapped his fingertips lightly twice on the armrest: "Have him scatter the bait."

Li Mingyi nodded in agreement.

"By the way, there's a charity gala tonight, would you like to attend?"

Chi Yige's silence was an admission of consent.

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Just as Fu Yiyi and Wen Jinnian entered the villa, Fu Yiyi's phone rang.

After finishing the call, she couldn't hide her excitement: "Niannian, my aunt's relative absolutely loved your comic strip from yesterday!"

Fu Yiyi mysteriously asked Wen Jin to guess the manuscript fee.

She shook her head to indicate that she didn't know.

Fu Yiyi first held up two fingers.

"2?"

Fu Yiyi shook her head.

"It can't be 20, can it?"

Fu Yiyi nodded: "Ten paintings!"

Wen Jinnian was astonished. She never expected that 10 paintings could earn her 20 yuan. The world of the rich is indeed different.

Fu Yiyi immediately transferred the money to Wen Jinian, who declined, saying, "Isn't this much unnecessary?"

"Take it if they tell you to, they're not short of money!"

Wen Jinian had no choice but to accept the money. "Then let's go shopping."

Fu Yiyi's eyes lit up: "Great!"

Completely unaffected by yesterday's commotion, she skipped and hopped back to her room to change her clothes.

Harbour City is considered one of the largest luxury shopping malls.

It is located at 3-27 Canton Road, Tsim Sha Tsui, Kowloon.

When the two arrived, they went straight to the luxury goods section.

As they passed the Cartier store, Wen Jinnian stopped, as if thinking of something, and said, "Yiyi, why don't you take a look here?"

Wen Jinian and Fu Yiyi entered the store hand in hand, and the waiter immediately came up to introduce them.

The two first strolled around the women's luxury bracelet and watch section, but didn't find anything they liked, so they wandered over to the men's section across the street.

Fu Yiyi, with her sharp eyes, leaned over and poked her shoulder: "Niannian, you wouldn't be thinking of buying something for my brother, would you?"

Wen Jinnian's ears burned, and with her thoughts exposed, she could only vaguely reply, "Just taking a look."

Fu Yiyi, however, became interested and pulled her toward the counter: "If someone knew that someone was being remembered, they would be excited and sleepless all night."

Wen Jinian was taken aback. Really?

I approached the glass counter, lowered my head slightly, and scanned the items on display one by one, my gaze settling on a pair of cufflinks.

The cufflinks lay in the velvet padding.

Upon seeing this, the waiter immediately stepped forward, lightly tapping the glass with his fingertip: "These are Cartier's latest Panthre series cufflinks, made of 750‰ gold, with tsavorite stones inlaid in the panther's eyes, and the black lacquer panther spots are a handmade custom piece..."

Inspired by the cheetah, it would be worn on someone's sleeve.

Wen Jinnian imagined it: his hands, with their distinct knuckles, exuded a wild charm as he made every move.

His whole body trembled.

She checked the price: 473,000 yuan.

“This is it!” Wen Jinnian had just finished speaking when a clear voice rang out, “Whatever she wants, I’ll take care of it.”

(End of this chapter)