Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

The night sky had not one star or cloud in sight.

It was dark, silent, and slightly nerve-wracking.

“Qiao Jingyun, what did you mean by those words moments ago? Explain it clearly to me.”

She stared intensely at the woman’s back; her eyes seemed to be blazing with fire.

She did not understand why this woman would suddenly say those words to her.

What she was clear, though, was that this woman would not mention her father, as well as those things, for no reason.

If it was simply because of Ji Ziming, then it was too farfetched.

“Pei Ge, I thought I had already pointed it out very clearly.”

As she said this, the woman turned around. Her exquisitely drawn features finally did not hold that hypocritical smile and façade.

Currently, amid this dark night scenery, her expression was filled with derision.

Pei Ge coldly snorted at the woman’s expression. “You’ve finally stopped acting.”

“Are you talking about this?” A gentle smile then surfaced on the woman’s face again.

Her smile seemed close to being sincere.

While it did not feel as if it were fake, in fact, this smile was brimming with hypocrisy.

“I don’t think that this is called acting. If it must be called something, then calling it a disguise will be more apt.” The other leaned against the wooden wall and smiled at her.

“I don’t care whether you’re acting or not. What I wanna know now is why you mentioned my father and claimed that his death isn’t an accident but a murder.”

She could not be bothered to respond to the other’s provocation but only coldly regarded her.

“Ah… this…”

Qiao Jingyun’s lips curled upward as she looked at her with the ghost of a smile.

“I only thought that you are quite pitiful—truly very pitiful—so I couldn’t resist telling you this truth.”

The woman gave her a pitying look.

“Don’t continue talking rubbish! I don’t wanna hear your nonsense! What I want to know now is this so-called truth of my father’s death; what do you mean by that?! What do you know, or are you simply just running your mouth off?!”

The other’s hypocrisy caused the anger and hate in her heart to grow.

Her rational mind was telling her not to believe anything this woman said, but her sixth sense was telling her that there might be something wrong with her father’s death!

That was because the situation back then was full of suspicious points.

Moreover, some of the things written in her father’s journal did not add up.

“Whether you believe me or not, I still want you to know that your father was murdered. As for the person who harmed your father, you can go ask your cousin. After all, she’s the only witness.”

Qiao Jingyun gave her a wide smile, yet her crescent-shaped eyes were filled with evil intentions.

This was especially when she saw her face turning ghastly white.

“Ah! A friendly reminder: Your uncle is truly… very black-hearted! Tsk, tsk, tsk! It’s such a pity for your father.”

“Shut up!” Pei Ge bit down on her lower lip hard, her whole body shaking as she glanced up at the woman. “You’re lying to me! You’re lying!”

Yes! This woman must be lying! She must be lying to me!

No matter how bad my second uncle is, dad is still his elder brother! Plus, dad treated him well! How could he do something to his very own brother?!

“What are you after by lying like this?!”

“Tsk! I was being kind-hearted here, but you actually didn’t appreciate it. Indeed, faithful words are grating on the ear. No one wants to hear such brutal truth.”

The woman shook her head in amusement and exasperation.

“The brutal truth… hur hur. Don’t you think that what your words are too ridiculous? He’s my second uncle and that makes him my father’s blood-related younger brother!”

That’s why I could believe that Pei Zhenghui would cheat my family of our house and money but not of him killing my father.

That elder brother who treated him better than anyone else.

If this were true, how pitiful my father must be upon his death! How angry must he have been? How much despair must he have felt?!

Qiao Jingyun’s lips surreptitiously curled up at the flash of complexity on the face of the woman before her.

“You’re not dumb. Think about it yourself; who benefited the most from your father’s death?”

Pei Ge froze at this.

Yes… my second uncle benefited from it the most.

He took over my dad’s company and got money from selling our house…

From being a penniless man when dad was alive, he suddenly became a big boss after dad’s death…

“If you still refuse to believe it, you can go ask your cousin about it. Although she may not tell you the whole truth, with your wits, you should be able to glean the truth from her response, right?”

Giving the desolate and stricken woman one last glance, she ambled away with a smile.

Tak, tak, tak!

Hearing the receding clacking of high heels against the floor, Pei Ge was filled with incomparable complexity and anger.

She now wanted desperately to leave this place and rush down to her cousin’s house to find out everything.

Her rationality, on the other hand, was telling her that she must remain calm and carefully analyze this…

“Ge Ge, are you okay?”

Qin Qitong and Lily were still worried for her, so they left the room to chase after her.

Just as they exited the room, they spotted her dazedly standing in the corridor, being a picture of desolation.

“Sister Pei Ge, what’s wrong with you? You look sad. Did that woman say something to you?”

Pei Ge returned to herself when she heard their concerned voices.

“Qitong… Lily…”

She pursed her lips at her two good friends as her face flashed with sorrow and disorientation.

“Mhm? What is it?”

“Sister Pei Ge?”

“I-If my dad was truly murdered… a-and…”