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Chapter 1213: Chapter 1215

Watching Gong Ruini sprint all the way over, Zhao Xuran was every kind of worried.

"You." He caught Gong Ruini’s flying pounce again—honestly, if his stance weren’t steady, he really might have been knocked over.

"You can’t mess around like this anymore." Zhao Xuran wasn’t worried about getting hurt himself; he was worried that if he failed to catch her one day and his wife fell, what then.

Gong Ruini stuck out her tongue; she couldn’t care less. "I have faith in you."

"There’s nothing Brother Xu Ran can’t handle." Her man was basically a god.

Now that was something Zhao Xuran loved to hear, absolutely loved. "Just for that line, we’re going shopping for clothes right now."

Tch, that was so insincere. "What clothes do I even need to buy?"

Not to brag, but just the clothes she brought back from the United States this time were enough to last her for years.

"I’ve seen so many gorgeous clothes, you think I’d look twice at this stuff?" Domestic fashion had improved a lot these years, way better than those plain old styles from before.

But for someone who’d been abroad once, it really just didn’t cut it—totally not worth a look.

"Oh right, how was the banquet today?" Even though Gong Ruini hadn’t shown her face today, all the prep work had been done by her.

"Absolutely great. Uncle Gong was in such a good mood; lots of people were saying he has a wonderful daughter." Thinking of Gong Tao grinning so wide his mouth could barely close, Zhao Xuran wanted to laugh.

Most people hope others will praise their sons, but that wasn’t the case with Gong Tao. He insisted people properly praise his daughter, Gong Ruini.

Well duh. She’d been outstanding since she was a kid; even if no one buttered them up, "Are you happy?"

Of course he was happy. He gently kissed Gong Ruini on the forehead. "They’re all jealous of me, asking why we got engaged so early."

"Tch." Back then she’d opened cram classes and messed around developing period products—plenty of people were talking behind her back.

Basically saying Gong Ruini was too aggressive, always stepping over her older and younger brothers, not letting them shine.

Especially after part of Cai Meina’s shares were decided to go to Gong Ruini, the gossip got even worse.

They said a girl who’s this domineering at her parents’ home would be the same with her in-laws, and that the Gong siblings’ relationship couldn’t possibly be good and so on.

Thinking of those rumors still made Gong Ruini fume. If not for taking the Gong Family and the Zhao Family into account, she would have dragged them out for a proper screaming match.

And it hadn’t even been that long, yet people’s evaluation of her had done a 180. "You really can’t count on the mouths of businesspeople; there’s literally nothing credible about them."

"Listening to them talk isn’t as good as going to watch dogs fight."

Zhao Xuran laughed beside her. When he first heard those comments, he’d wanted to roll up his sleeves and have a ’discussion’ too, but his wife had stopped him.

Now it seemed his wife had plenty of opinions of her own.

She rolled her eyes—had to. This guy thought way too highly of her. "It’s not that I wasn’t mad; I just thought, didn’t they say I was arrogant?"

"Then I’ll be even more arrogant, and even more smug."

"I want them to know that a smug, arrogant girl is someone that no matter how they talk, all they can do is be jealous, nothing but jealous."

"To me, they’re nobodies. Why should I get angry over them?"

"They’re just not worth it."

"I’m not Grandpa Mao; I don’t need that many people to approve of me. I only care about the approval of the people I care about."

"Do you think I’m good?" Gong Ruini hooked her arms around Zhao Xuran’s neck.

"Of course you’re good."

"No one’s better than you."

"You’re arrogant, you’re overbearing, and I like it all."

"They’re the ones with no taste." It wasn’t that they didn’t like Ni Zi; they all knew she had a big pile of money—who wouldn’t like that?

The problem was, they wanted a docile daughter-in-law who would help the husband’s family. No matter how rich Gong Ruini was, she didn’t fit their criteria.

No taste? Gong Ruini wasn’t stupid; she knew perfectly well what they meant. They just refused to think: how many rich girls from good families have a great temper?

And even if there really was such a girl, wouldn’t her parents have demands for the man’s side?

"You have good taste, and so do I."

"You have no idea how many people are secretly jealous of me." Gong Ruini didn’t have many thoughts about socializing; she’d avoid it whenever she could.

But the few times she did go, it was as Zhao Xuran’s female companion. Just those few times had made her extremely uncomfortable; the looks those women gave her were vicious.

"So, are you going to the party tomorrow?" Every time Zhao Xuran took Gong Ruini to a party, he found it especially entertaining. Her expressions were just too vivid.

And every time she opened her mouth, she could piss those women off half to death, yet they couldn’t do a thing to Ni Zi.

Party, huh. Gong Ruini really didn’t want to go. She waved the documents in her hand. "Cao Na is planning to open a study-abroad agency. I need to read this and discuss it with her."

Sure, roasting people was satisfying and could improve her mood, but she had real business to deal with. Where would she find the time to teach a lesson to those women eyeing her man like hungry tigers?

"And you’re okay letting me go alone?" Zhao Xuran looked at his wife in mock grievance.

"So making money is more important than me?" Just thinking about it annoyed Zhao Xuran.

Well, about that—what Gong Ruini wanted to say was that the comparison really wasn’t comparable.

"Your brother and Chu Ling will be there too." Forget it, better not hear her answer. If she really said business was more important than him, he’d die of rage.

Huh, big brother and Chu Ling too? Her big brother wasn’t into these events, and neither was Chu Ling.

In Gong Ruini’s memory, Chu Ling had only appeared at a few such gatherings—extremely low-key, totally in line with Gong Ruwen and Chu Ling’s style.

"What kind of party is it tomorrow?" Looked like this one had to be high-level; otherwise there was no way it would get Chu Ling to show up.

"Not really sure, your brother invited us. He said it’s worth going."

"So do you think we should go or not?"

Wow, seriously? If big brother was the one suggesting they go, Gong Ruini couldn’t help but take it seriously. "Looks like whoever’s organizing this is pretty impressive."

"Mm, otherwise he wouldn’t have persuaded your brother." Zhao Xuran was curious too.

All right then. Since big brother had put it that way, of course Gong Ruini couldn’t ignore it. "We’ll go."

"I’ll call my sister-in-law tonight and ask for the details." For a so-called party, she definitely had to dress up.

She needed to know who would be attending so she could pick the right battle outfit.

The reason Gong Ruini didn’t like these gatherings was that every time she went, she had to spend so much time getting ready.

"Okay, let’s head back." Even though the party was tomorrow night, she had a lot to prepare.

At the very least, she needed a face mask, then a full-body soak with the herbal powder Zhan Jing had specially mixed for her. Ever since she’d been eating space-grown fruit every day, her skin had been getting better and better.

But she couldn’t slack off. She had to show up in her best condition.

Seriously? Zhao Xuran was stunned. It was clearly their date time; how had his wife suddenly decided they needed to go home?

Seeing the aggrieved look on her man’s face, Gong Ruini laughed. He was depressed—did he think she wasn’t?

"I need to go back and doll myself up; can’t have you losing face." Even if Zhao Xuran said he didn’t care about that stuff, could Gong Ruini really not care?

It wasn’t just his face on the line—it was the Gong Family’s face too.

He wanted to loudly declare that he really didn’t care, but there was no arguing with the fact that Gong Ruini said she cared.

Helpless, Zhao Xuran viciously pinned this debt on his brother-in-law. He silently swore that if this party didn’t turn out to be all that interesting, he would not be polite about it.

He absolutely had to have a good showdown with Gong Ruwen.

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