Chapter 79 of 100

Chapter 79: You Bastard

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Pressing the switch, Yang Lili opened the door without showing any emotion and stood at the doorway with a professional smile.

When Qian Siyu stood in the courtyard, her expression clearly stiffened for a moment, but she quickly put on a smile.

"Chen Xie not at home?" If the address is correct, then there must be a problem. The moment Qian Siyu saw Yang Lili, her little universe exploded. If even a woman as beautiful and wealthy as herself isn't good enough, what's so special about this girl? Women's competition with each other is always comprehensive. Noticing that this woman was wearing very ordinary professional attire and had no particularly eye-catching luxury items, Qian Siyu's perspective immediately shifted. She wasn't the kind of shallow woman who judged people by their wealth.

"He's in the kitchen!" Yang Lili said the truth, and Qian Siyu became a bit less calm. Her smile was a bit forced as she stepped up to the door. Chen Xie, who had just finished cleaning up, appeared at the door and said impatiently, "Why are you coming so late? Don't you know the roads are slippery after the snow? It's dark, how are you going to drive back?"

Just that one sentence, with a hint of concern, instantly improved Qian Siyu's mood.

"Rubbish, what did you tell my grandfather? There are some shareholders who need to be appraised. As your representative, how can I not come and take a look? You're an amateur at home, what if you get cheated?" This reason was very strong. In the afternoon, Chen Xie called Old Zhang, gave him the address, and said there were many items to appraise, asking him to come over. Old Zhang told Qian Siyu about it on the phone, and she came over. She didn't know why, but she came in a hurry.

When she saw Yang Lili, Qian Siyu seemed to understand something. Chen Xie grunted, "Lili, let's eat. Let her wait." Chen Xie put his arm around Yang Lili's waist and walked towards the dining room. Qian Siyu wasn't angry; she could tell that Yang Lili didn't come from a wealthy family. With her own status and willingness to pursue, she wasn't afraid of losing this battle.

In comparison, Yang Lili's mindset was much more realistic. Seeing Qian Siyu drive up in that sports car, she knew she probably couldn't compete with this woman. Forget about true love; this was a materialistic world. That car was too luxurious! Yang Lili quickly adjusted her position, sat down calmly, and when Chen Xie served her soup, Qian Siyu suddenly shouted, "Chen Xie, you bastard! Spendthrift!"

Before Yang Lili could react, Qian Siyu rushed over like a gust of wind, crouching down to examine the dining table and chairs. Chen Xie decided to ignore her, put down the soup, and smiled at Yang Lili, "She's a second-generation official and a second-generation rich person, a bit temperamental. Just ignore her, let's eat."

Qian Siyu seemed to have completely forgotten where she was. Chen Xie and Yang Lili sat together, calmly drinking soup. The taste of the caterpillar fungus chicken was quite ordinary, nothing special. If there was anything special, it was a slight odor. It wasn't noticeable unless you paid close attention, and Chen Xie must have added something to mask it.

Yang Lili ate her meal with a clear conscience, seeing that Chen Xie didn't like this woman.

After finishing a bowl of soup, Chen Xie tilted his head, looked at Qian Siyu who was carefully inspecting, and kicked her foot, "Eat, stop looking. It's just Ming dynasty rosewood furniture. The four official chairs are a set."

Qian Siyu stopped looking, sat down with a pained expression, and her mood improved a bit when she saw the tableware was already set.

"Chen Xie, you're too extravagant. One of these precious official chairs is worth three million. This table is about the same price. You're using a set worth twenty million for dining?"

"Too much talk, even eating can't shut you up. These are meant for dining. I'm not planning to sell them. Where else would I put them?" Chen Xie looked as if it was the most natural thing in the world, and Qian Siyu was speechless. After a moment, she suddenly screamed, "Bastard!"

After shouting, she picked up the plate with pickled vegetables and meat, examined it carefully, and finally put it down, her eyes blazing. "Chen Xie, is this a plate from the Ming dynasty's Wanli period?"

Chen Xie didn't bother to argue, "Eat first. If you don't want to eat, get lost. If you like this plate, take it after the meal. Stop making a fuss, can we eat properly?"

Yang Lili initially thought Chen Xie was joking, but when she saw Qian Siyu carefully put down the plate, her heart tightened, and she blurted out, "Chen Xie, is what she said true?"

Chen Xie didn't care, "What does it matter if it's true or not? Right now, I just want to eat properly."

The rest of the meal, Qian Siyu was very cautious, picking up her bowl carefully and putting it down, picking up her spoon and putting it down. Finally, she cried out to Chen Xie, "Do you have a lot of antique bowls and chopsticks at home?"

This time, Chen Xie really got angry, standing up and saying, "Just a few official kiln plates and bowls. How many do you want? I have plenty." He stood up, went into the kitchen, and came out with a wooden box, placing it on the table, "Look, look your fill. If you keep disturbing my meal, I'll throw you out."

Qian Siyu was also tough, standing up and saying, "I'm not eating. I can't take the shock." She picked up the box and slowly walked to the coffee table. This time, she was relieved. It was glass, not an antique.

"Chen Xie..." Yang Lili started to speak but was glared at by Chen Xie, so she quickly lowered her head and ate, but more cautiously.

When Chen Xie was almost done eating, Qian Siyu returned, picked up her bowl, and started eating in large bites.

Finally, they finished the meal. Chen Xie was about to clean up, but Qian Siyu said, "Don't move, I'll clean up. If I'm not mistaken, this is a set of tableware."

Chen Xie didn't get angry this time, saying calmly, "You're right, you have a good eye."

Qian Siyu said, "Rubbish, look at my family background. By the way, how many pieces are in this set?"

Chen Xie took out a small notebook, flipped through it, and said, "36 bowls, 18 plates, 9 soup bowls, and this soup pot. Oh, and 36 spoons."

"Sinful!" Qian Siyu muttered. Chen Xie grunted, went to the coffee table, opened a drawer, took out a teapot, and started brewing tea. Qian Siyu was focused on the tableware and didn't notice Chen Xie. Yang Lili sat next to Chen Xie, sniffing the tea aroma deeply.

"This tea is good?" Yang Lili didn't really understand, but she found the taste very comfortable.

"Got it yesterday, not a great tea," Chen Xie replied, his tone not very good. Yang Lili knew he was a bit annoyed, so she reached out and held his arm, whispering, "Are you angry?"

Chen Xie shook his head and whispered, "This woman is too much of a bother, I need to get rid of her." He said to Qian Siyu, "After the meal, take the tableware and get lost. Consider it a gift from me." Chen Xie wasn't being overly generous; this stuff wasn't valuable in the Ming dynasty. A merchant from Jiangxi had given this set to Liu Zhang to curry favor. It was said to be from the Wanli period's official kiln, but Chen Xie didn't care about it now. His mind was on the Yuan dynasty blue-and-white porcelain that could shock people.

Qian Siyu was like she had been electrocuted, standing up quickly, "Are you serious?"

"Rubbish, it was always meant to be a gift for you. I just borrowed it temporarily because I couldn't find any plates at home," Chen Xie started to talk nonsense, not to please her, but to get rid of her quickly so he could continue his activities. He had been waiting for over twenty years, and now he was in the mood.

"You have a conscience!" Qian Siyu happily went to wash the dishes. For the sake of the tableware, she threw away the uneaten food and the caterpillar fungus chicken, then washed the dishes thoroughly. When she found the corresponding wooden box in the cabinet, her hand trembled. "Golden silk nanmu! Bastard! You, Chen Xie!"

Finally, she packed everything away. Seeing the purple clay teapot, Qian Siyu trembled again, but she was numb by now. She was sure that Chen Xie must have dug up some unfortunate Ming dynasty prince's tomb. Whether he did it himself or someone else did it didn't matter.

Holding the box, Qian Siyu turned before leaving, "Really giving it to me?" Chen Xie was touching a certain part, and hearing this, he said impatiently, "Get lost quickly!" Qian Siyu left quickly, making three trips without feeling tired. Hearing the car door, Chen Xie was about to expand his activities when Qian Siyu came back to the door, "I'm really leaving."

Remembering something, Chen Xie got up reluctantly, "Wait a moment." Yang Lili's face was like a peach blossom, and she twisted her body anxiously, watching him go upstairs. Soon, Chen Xie came down with a small wooden box and handed it to Qian Siyu, "Take it, the promised field yellow stone. By the way, remember to bring Old Zhang over tomorrow. I have a Yuan dynasty blue-and-white porcelain that needs his certification."

Qian Siyu finally left with the box, though she wanted to stay, it would have been counterproductive. Seeing the lustful look in Chen Xie's eyes, she knew he was eager to get what he wanted.

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"Ugh! You bastard!" This wasn't Qian Siyu speaking, but Yang Lili, who was pinned against the bathroom wall. Though she had little strength left, she used her last bit of energy to tightly wrap her arms around his waist.

The mirror opposite showed her expression, which surprised her. She closed her eyes, unable to bear looking. Her hands suddenly grabbed her back tightly, and her tense legs soon relaxed, hanging loosely, moving rhythmically.

Outside the window, it was night, with a few shy lights faintly visible, and the river flowed irresistibly.

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