Su Qiao smiled. "I'll give it serious consideration. Aunt Li, sorry for the trouble. I'll take him with me for now, before he starts making a scene here again."
"Good, go on. Leave Jia Xianzhi to Aunt Li."
"Okay."
Su Qiao didn't linger any longer and turned toward the entrance.
At that moment, Jia Xianzhi also walked over reluctantly.
Ding Jihan hurried forward, shielding Su Qiao behind him as he looked down disdainfully at Jia Xianzhi, who was half a head shorter than him.
"Hmph, are my wife's hands meant for working?"
"To put it plainly, my wife's cooking is on a master's level, but I don't allow her to do housework. She isn't allowed to wash dishes or sweep the floor. All she needs to do is take care of her beauty, read some books, and go out shopping for clothes."
Jia Xianzhi's face turned livid. "You're making a fool of me."
Aunt Li hurried over and grabbed him. "Jia Xianzhi, this sort of thing can't be forced. Xiao Qiao can't accept the conditions you put forward, so just pretend you two never met today. If you want to blame someone, blame Aunt Li for not asking about these things beforehand."
Su Qiao hadn't expected things to go this far either. She tugged at Ding Jihan. "What are you still talking about? Aren't you going to leave?"
"Leave, leave, leave. We're going right now."
Ding Jihan had no time to show off anymore and hurried out of the restaurant with her.
As they walked, he ingratiatingly said, "Qiaoqiao, how about I transfer all the hotels, auction houses, and factories under my name to you as soon as we get back?"
"And over the years, whenever I saw jewelry that looked beautiful and suited you at the annual auctions, I