The Wealthy Psychic Lady: 99 Stolen Kisses

36: Are You Trying to Show Your Authority?

There was a sumptuous feast, along with some red wine, spread across the dining table. Chi Rui’er sat by the side of the table, her face flushed red like a tomato, her eyes glassed over. It seemed she had been drinking quite a bit.

“You’re here so late. Making the rounds?”

“It’s my home, I can come anytime I want. How can you call that making the rounds?” said An Xiaoning with a smile.

“Please take a seat, Ms. An,” scoffed Chi Rui’er.

“Please call me Mrs. Jin. I remember telling you this the last time we met. I’ll decide myself if I want to take a seat. It’s my house anyway. Please don’t act like you’re the Mistress of this house,” An Xiaoning retorted as she took a glance at the couch.

“Oh, are you trying to show your authority now? Why? Trying to chase me away?” sneered Chi Rui’er.

“Since my husband has allowed you to put up here, I won’t chase you away,” said An Xiaoning in response.

“You may try doing so. However, I’m afraid you’ll be the one having to pack your bags instead, Mrs. Jin.”

Unfazed, An Xiaoning stared at Chi Rui’er, thinking to herself that the latter was by no means easy to handle, judging from her attitude.

“You’re so certain about that?”

Chi Rui’er responded with nothing but a smile. Of course, she was not certain; she would have a hard time gaining the approval of Jin Qingyan’s Mother and Grandmother.

“Boss, someone is calling you again!” cranked An Xiaoning’s ringtone. After taking a look at the caller display, she answered the call and spoke in her most gentle and delicate voice, “Hubby, I’m outside now. Are you waiting for me? Alright, I’ll be back in a jiffy. Mwah.”

An Xiaoning walked towards the door as soon as she ended the call. With clenched fists, Chi Rui’er stared coldly at An Xiaoning’s retreating figure.

Once she arrived at her house, An Xiaoning pulled up at the doorstep and placed the lunchbox on the passenger seat onto her lap. She opened the lunchbox and began wolfing down its contents with a pair of chopsticks. Although she was not hungry since she had already eaten, she struggled with the temptation to throw the lunchbox out of the window. Not wanting to waste any food, she thought it would be a better idea to finish it instead.

She was stuffed beyond her limits by the time she finished the food. She then drove into the backyard after wiping her mouth.

After entering through the gate, she handed the lunchbox to Auntie Chen. Just as she was about to make her way upstairs, Jin Qingyan stopped her in her tracks. “I heard from Aunt Chen that you brought me lunch at my office. Is that true?”

“No, you heard wrong. I didn’t intend to bring you lunch,” answered An Xiaoning as she stomped upstairs.

The moment Jin Qingyan followed her up, An Xiaoning handed him the agreement they had drafted together. “I’ve kept my job at the production unit for an entire month. Sign here,” she said.

Without objection, he signed the document accordingly and agreed to grant any one wish of hers.

“What is your wish?”

“I haven’t thought of one. I’ll tell you about it when I do,” she said while putting the agreement away. She then continued to rub her full belly.

“Did you finish the dumplings all by yourself?”

Ignoring him, An Xiaoning sat on the bed, whipped out her laptop, and proceeded to surf the net.