Chapter 1337 - 1334: Did You Send Someone to Spy on Me Again?

Chapter 1337: Chapter 1334: Did You Send Someone to Spy on Me Again?

She was stunned for a while without reacting. You could say that from the moment she entered, she was still dazed; why was something she had pawned off here? Strange? A bad premonition gradually formed an answer in her mind.

"Did you have someone spy on me again?" Zi Ruoxi asked loudly. Her clear and bright eyes stared at him, reflecting suspicion and undisguised anger.

Qiao Junlie met her gaze for a second and unexpectedly glanced away.

"No," he denied instinctively. A slight unnatural blue light flickered in his eyes. Instantly, he thought he had to block her suspicion, so he looked at her with disdain and said calmly, "Do you think anything bought by Qiao Junlie can be easily collected by any pawn shop? Things like this are impossible to circulate in the market again once sold out, and the foolish manager sold them in the jewelry store the next day. These jade pieces are treasures, very rare, and like top-grade diamonds, they are numbered and have detailed records when sold... So, after a chaotic cycle of trading hands, they ultimately return to me."

While speaking, Qiao Junlie didn’t blink, and he spoke fluently, with an air of certainty that made people have to believe his self-justifying words.

"Oh. I see," Zi Ruoxi said to herself. At this point, she was feeling dizzy. She didn’t know how she was adapting to his quick logic.

Qiao Junlie glanced at her. His expressionless face showed displeasure.

"That’s not the point. The point is... why do you treat my sincere feelings like dog shit?!" Qiao Junlie suddenly roared angrily, thinking about it, his heart burst into flames. He looked at the pile of stacked documents on the desk and the dark computer screen and suddenly waved his large hand with a crash—followed by a dull thud—the documents and computer were mercilessly smashed to the ground, then Qiao Junlie roared, "Speak—"

Zi Ruoxi was stunned on the spot by the shouting, her thoughts somewhat frozen; why, it was fine just a moment ago, how did it suddenly become like this...

At this moment, there was a slight click, the door to the president’s office opened, and someone peeked in, evidently interrupting the two inside the office.

Qiao Junlie glanced over, seeing it was his blonde secretary, Rose. His handsome face was as stern as an iceberg.

"Who told you to come in; get out!" A bout of yelling made the little secretary obediently retreat and carefully shut the door for her boss. Oh, quite unlucky, just now hearing some unusual noise inside, she thought something had happened to the BOSS, so she courageously opened the door to take a look, yet, incurred a scolding.

Zi Ruoxi stared at the office that, within a moment, was messed up by him, the shattered computer display still lying quietly on the floor. Zi Ruoxi’s heart thumped. She slowly bent down, picked up the computer display, and silently placed it back on his table.

"Who told you to pick that up; is that your job?" Qiao Junlie said sarcastically.

Zi Ruoxi did not answer him but picked up the scattered documents he had thrown on the floor one by one and organized them neatly at the side of his desk. This time, Qiao Junlie said nothing, crossed his legs, leaned back in his Osaka chair, merely coldly watching, seeing her doing this and that, a trace of disdain flashed from the bottom of his heart.

After tidying up, Zi Ruoxi put aside what she was doing. During this sorting process, she had thought very clearly, since he was already angry, there was nothing to be done about it; she also didn’t want to do this unless it was absolutely necessary...

Thinking of these, Zi Ruoxi stepped to his desk, staring into those blue eyes still filled with hidden flames. She slightly pursed her lips.

"Young Master, have you calmed down?" Zi Ruoxi consoled, then slowly said, "Aunt Yun needs money for surgery, and I really can’t come up with that amount, so I thought of pawning off the item you gave me. I figured since you gave it to me, I had the right to dispose of it... If this matter embarrassed you, I’m really sorry. I apologize to you."

Qiao Junlie heard her explanation and snorted coldly without care.

"Sounds like it’s really something. Again, for Qiao Muyun? Why does it always involve his affairs, and you just always spare no effort?" Qiao Junlie retorted, and without waiting for her to answer, he held his forehead, slightly squinting his eyes a bit distressingly, waving his hand casually, "Alright, you keep it well, and leave now. Let me be quiet for a moment." After speaking, he no longer looked at her, propped his legs on the table, leaned his body sideways, closed his eyes, comfortably resting against the back of the chair.

Unexpectedly, Zi Ruoxi stood still at her spot, unmoving. Zi Ruoxi’s hands tightened slightly, biting her lip, stubbornly standing there, not intending to leave. Since she was here, she might as well say everything.

After a while.

Qiao Junlie slowly opened his eyes after some time.

"Why haven’t you left yet?" An indifferent sentence. Then, sarcastically and out of the blue, "Do you like standing here for punishment so much?"

"Young Master, I want to borrow some money..." Zi Ruoxi’s voice was very low. As thin as a mosquito’s buzz.

Hearing this, as if it was expected, he squinted his eyes with a somewhat mocking look at the woman in front of him.

Suddenly, he found something interesting again; he seemed to enjoy singing along with her completing this continuous play.

Zi Ruoxi realized that Qiao Junlie had no reaction, inadvertently glanced at his face, which was essentially an unchanging angelic face, yet only a devilish angel; there was an inexplicable mockery and playful smile, as if standing here she was the biggest joke.

Zi Ruoxi felt utterly uncomfortable all over, but she still tried hard to continue. No matter what he thought, she must borrow this money; regardless of whether it succeeded or not, at this moment, a valiant spirit was surging inside her to persist.

"Aunt Yun’s surgery fee still falls short of two million, Young Master, please you must help me." Zi Ruoxi pleaded, biting her lip. Then seeing Qiao Junlie’s indifferent expression, she quickly assured urgently, "Don’t worry, this money, I’ll repay you by the end of the month."

"Ruoxi, you should know, I never lend money to anyone. Don’t tell me you’ve even forgotten some of my habits." Qiao Junlie replied coldly.

His words left the other party red-faced with embarrassment.

"Young Master, since it’s a habit, habits can change." Zi Ruoxi cleverly countered in desperation.