Return to the Day When My Pregnant Wife Jumped Off the Building-Chapter 410: Femme Fatale_1

"Who’s there?"

"A woman who will definitely make your ladies unable to get along."

Xiao Ming paused for a moment, then guessed who it was and sat down on the sofa, "The Si family has already been caught, and the news will spread quickly. What you need to do next is to fool the management of the Ancient Appraisal Association as much as possible.

Stabilize their emotions, it’s best to have them treat you as a benefactor. Do you understand what I’m saying?"

Furukawa Shizuka took his cup and took a sip, asking, "How much authority do I have?"

"Apart from seducing and indiscriminate killing of the innocent, you can do as you please.

Also, I’ll give you an overseas account later. It contains all the funds I can freely move. For expenses below ten million, there’s no need to report to me."

Furukawa Shizuka raised her eyebrows, "I can spend your money as I like?"

"No shit! You’re my chief of intelligence, the core of my core team. Who knows if my life will depend on the information you gather one day? What’s a little money compared to that?

Of course, if you want to drink, pour your own. Don’t touch mine."

Furukawa Shizuka stared straight into his eyes, "I just took Qing into the bedroom."

"So what!" Xiao Ming reclaimed his cup, indifferent, "Qing is well-behaved. Unless provoked, she won’t bite without a command.

That woman dared to enter my room without permission, it’s only right she got a scare."

"What if I really killed her? Would you be mad?"

"Yes."

"Then how would you punish me?"

"What else could I do!" Xiao Ming slumped on the sofa in exhaustion, "At most I’d beat you so you can’t get out of bed for a few days."

Furukawa Shizuka’s eyes sparkled, but she scoffed, "Liar! If I killed a woman you had so much trouble flipping, with your personality, even if you spared my life, you’d probably never trust me again.

How could it be settled just with a beating?"

"Firstly, she wasn’t flipped by me; she was stuffed onto me, whether she’s friend or foe is still up for debate.

Secondly, we’ve shared a bed for two days, and if you still understand so little about me, I really doubt whether you can handle the job of intelligence director."

Furukawa Shizuka got up, circled around the coffee table, and seated herself on his stomach, "Stop changing the subject. How am I being superficial?"

"Are all you women a ’Why’ encyclopedia?"

Xiao Ming, rubbing his nose bridge with a headache, said, "I always act not by the law, not by interests, but by closeness.

If you’re unrelated to me, even spitting on the ground might get you scolded by me.

But if you’re one of mine, the worst punishment for wrongdoing would be a beating. What else do you want?"

"Really?" Furukawa Shizuka leaned down, her nose close to his, "Even if I kill indiscriminately?"

Xiao Ming shook his head, "If you killed indiscriminately, you wouldn’t be one of mine."

"So, the worst punishment isn’t a beating, but losing you."

"To you, that counts as a punishment?"

Furukawa Shizuka’s heartbeat went erratic, she got off him, "Of, of course not. I was just mocking your narcissism."

Xiao Ming chuckled, handing her the cup of wine, "Have lunch brought to the room. After we eat, hurry up and get to work. If we don’t finish before New Year’s, spend the Spring Festival alone."

"You dare to take me home?"

Xiao Ming ignored her, getting up and walking into the bedroom.

Furukawa Shizuka held the wine cup with both hands, staring blankly at the ice inside, when suddenly a hand reached over and snatched the cup away.

She was as furious as if her treasure had been stolen, looked up about to retort, only to see Qing, baring his teeth and grimacing, holding the cup against his eye socket.

"I’m warning you, be nice to me, or else I’ll badmouth you to Uncle."

Furukawa Shizuka instantly cooled down, watching his eye which would evidently turn black and blue, she scolded resentfully, "Deserved!"

Inside the bedroom, Xiao Ming leaned against the wall and lit a cigarette, "Do you know that my sleeping place has the tightest security, and my most powerful security force around me consists of various poisonous creatures?"

With a sudden movement, a woman threw off the covers and jumped off the bed.

Xiao Ming, disappointed, smirked, "To climb into a man’s bed and still dress so conservatively, Bodhisattva, do you know how to spell ’sincerity’?"

"Cut the crap!" Jiang Nanxi, clutching her skirt, said with a panicked face, "There really are bugs on your bed?"

Glancing at her smooth legs and feet, Xiao Ming made a hissing noise with his mouth.

The next second, Jiang Nanxi froze, not daring to even blink.

Then, a small green head poked out from her neckline, slithering down to the floor.

"The little rascal sure knows where to find warmth!"

Xiao Ming tapped Qing’s little head, chased it out of the bedroom through the door gap, before saying to Jiang Nanxi, "Snakes are cold-blooded. Low temperatures can make them sluggish; that’s common knowledge.

Clearly, your chest is quite comfortable and warm."

"Are there, are there any more?"

"Should be none left."

Jiang Nanxi sat down beside the bed, her heart still pounding, then angrily said, "Are you insane? Who in the world sleeps with poisonous snakes?"

Xiao shrugged, "Normally, it’s either my wife or a beauty snake that shares the bed with me.

Aren’t you planning to become one of them?"