Quick Transmigration: The Pregnant Little Fairy is Pampered by the Heirless Boss

Chapter 179 The Good-for-Nothing × The Innocent Little Tyrant 18

"Mr. Xu, you've arrived very early."

The butler opened the door with a black umbrella, the edge of which just barely touched Xu Ji's head.

On the second floor, Ji Yao hid behind the curtains and saw through the gaps that Xu Ji was walking in the undisturbed snow, his feet sinking deep into the snow. He was wearing a camel-colored scarf, and there was a small patch of loose skin on his neck.

Ji Yao suddenly grabbed the scissors from the dressing table and held them to her throat.

At that moment, Li Liping rushed in, and her face, which had turned deathly pale, was reflected in the mirror.

Ji Yao cried and said, "Mom, I'd rather die..."

"Put it down quickly!"

Ji Fu suddenly pushed open the door and rushed in, knocking the scissors away with a swift motion.

The brass handle of the scissors struck the marble floor with a crisp sound.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Yao's hands were tied behind her back and she was forced to stand in front of the dressing mirror.

Her hair was stuck messily to her tear-streaked face, and her eyes were red and swollen.

In the mirror, Ji Fu's distorted face could be seen. He said viciously, "You think dying will end everything? Do you believe I'll make your mother go into the coffin in your place?"

Xu Ji was in the living room when he smelled the familiar scent of Chanel N°5 perfume and paused for a moment.

He didn't come to his senses until he saw Ji Yao being carried downstairs by two bodyguards.

Ji Yao was pale, her face buried in her mink collar, her wrists bruised and swollen from being pinched. She looked more like a prisoner than he, a man in such a bad and unfortunate state.

"Yao Yao is just throwing a little tantrum."

As Li Liping poured tea for Xu Ji with trembling hands, she explained, scalding water splashing onto the antique coffee table, "She's been timid since she was little; she was even afraid of cockroaches when she was a child..."

"I see."

Xu Ji interrupted her, taking out a velvet box from his briefcase. "The wedding ring I gave to Jiang Manyun before was taken back long ago. This is what I bought on the street this morning."

The platinum ring in the box gleamed coldly in the morning light, and the initials of its previous owner were engraved inside.

In the corridor of the Civil Affairs Bureau, the radiators made a "hissing" sound.

Ji Yao suddenly broke free from the bodyguard and ran towards the emergency exit.

Xu Ji had anticipated her reaction and immediately stepped in to block her. He was jolted by the impact, but he quickly put his arm around Ji Yao's waist and said insincerely, "Be careful not to fall."

He leaned close to Ji Yao's ear and said with a sneer, "I heard Jiang Manyun is investigating your past endorsement of fake medicine?"

Ji Yao froze on the spot, not daring to move.

Xu Ji wiped away her tears with his snow-drenched sleeve and continued, "What's wrong with being Mrs. Xu? At least I can help your father cover up all those filthy things he did before, like murder and arson."

As he spoke, he gently touched Ji Yao's trembling lips with his thumb and said, "Be good, smile."

Just as the flash went off, Ji Yao saw Li Liping outside the glass door turn her face away.

With the dull thud of the stamp pressing down, Ji Yao's thoughts drifted back to her seventeenth birthday party, when she was laughing non-stop.

That day, Xu Ji gave her a diamond-encrusted butterfly hair clip, but on the same day, Ji Xiaosong was running a high fever in the attic, and no one cared about her.

She was as arrogant and domineering as she used to be, and now she is just as down and out.

The moment they received the marriage certificate, Ji Fu immediately snatched it away.

Before the red ink on the marriage certificate was even dry, Ji Fu had already taken a picture of the inner pages of the marriage certificate in the sunlight.

When the flash went off over Xu Ji's puffy eye bags, he deliberately used the shadow of his thumb to cover half of his son-in-law's face.

"Look, Xiaosong, Dad keeps his word."

At this moment, Xu Ji suddenly said, "Father-in-law, now that Yao Yao and I are married, let's move back to Yao Yao's parents' home."

Ji Fu ignored Xu Ji and pressed the send button with a cold smile.

After returning home, he turned around and threw Xu Ji's briefcase to the cleaning lady. "Old Chen, take Mr. Xu to the laundry room in the backyard. Remember to teach him how to use the washboard. The Jiang family's son-in-law probably hasn't seen these old things before."

Xu Ji stood at the top of the spiral staircase without moving, his fingers tracing the torn thread of the Persian carpet as he said, "Yao Yao is afraid of the dark, so we'll stay in her south-facing room on the second floor."

"That's a doghouse!"

Li Liping interrupted with a scream, but under Ji Fu's sinister gaze, she hurriedly changed her tune, "Yao Yao is allergic to dog hair..."

"Then let's clear out the pool changing room."

Xu Ji suddenly ripped open his collar, revealing a scratch on his collarbone that hadn't healed yet. "Perfect for the media to take some juicy gossip about our marriage. Didn't my father-in-law also get his first loan by relying on gossip about the Shen family?"

The veins on Ji Fu's forehead throbbed.

He recalled the yacht that the bank had seized last month, with half a box of gold still hidden in the cabin that hadn't been moved.

The troublesome fellow in front of them was grinding the tip of his shoe against a hidden compartment under the carpet, where a valuable gift he had given to some important person was locked.

"Take the son-in-law to the guest room in the west wing."

Ji Fu squeezed out these words through gritted teeth, then turned to his phone and sneered, "Xiao Song, your brother-in-law says he wants to be a dutiful son-in-law."

Late at night, Xu Ji, wearing Li Liping's fluffy slippers, barged into the kitchen.

He deliberately cooked the frozen dumplings into noodle soup, humming a tuneless version of "The Drunken Beauty" and banging the soup ladle loudly.

When the bodyguard on night duty rushed in, he saw him pouring an entire bottle of caviar down the drain.

"Prodigal stuff!"

Ji Fu rushed over upon hearing the commotion and raised his hand to slap her.

Xu Ji ran his fingers, still wet with black caviar, across the antique cabinet and said, "Jiang Manyun loves this cabinet the most. She says she can smell the vengeful spirits seeping from the blood sandalwood."

He suddenly leaned close to Ji Fu's ear and whispered, "Like those pieces of evidence of murder and arson in your safe?"

Xu Ji is not someone to be trifled with. He has been married to Jiang Manyun for many years and has used every dirty trick in the book.

It's just a declining family; they're not so bad that he can't handle them.

Ji Fu stood frozen in place, his eyes filled with murderous glint.

Three days later, the housekeeper discovered that Xu Ji had set up a mahjong table in the garden pavilion.

To his left sat Ji Yao, whose allowance had been withheld, and to his right sat the worker who had come to fix the water pipes.

Xu Ji sat with his legs crossed, munching on a watermelon, the bright red juice dripping into Ji Fu's favorite koi pond.

"Three of bamboo!"

Xu Ji spat out watermelon seeds, which hit the water's surface. "Father-in-law, would you like to play a couple of rounds? I heard you were quite the hero in the casinos back in the day."

He deliberately dragged out the sound, watching Ji Fu's face turn from pale to black, then suddenly pushed the cards aside, "I won! Yao Yao owes me a gambling debt..."

He grabbed Ji Yao's hand and slammed it on the table. "You're punished to call Jiang Manyun tonight and ask her if she still wants that box of jewelry she left abroad."

The koi in the pond suddenly surged violently, tearing apart the crescent moon reflected in the ripples.

"You wretched creature! What exactly do you want?"

Ji Fu couldn't resist and stepped forward to kick Xu Ji, but perhaps because of his age, he strained his back.

"What do you want? Ha, I just want to enjoy my retirement, my dear father-in-law!"