Rebirth: Pampered Wife's Counterattack

Chapter 96: Second Uncle Also Wants To Be Rewarded With Wine

Fang Manxue had long grown used to this. Previously when she visited the Yu Ting Villa, right after she exited the main bedroom, Bai Qinghao actually had the carpets changed!

Perhaps Bai Qinghao had done so because she wore heels and went in.

This was because she had wanted to appear beautiful. When girls wore heels, it created an illusion of long and slender legs. At the time, she had wanted to show Bai Qinghao her most beautiful side.

The next time she visited Bai Qinghao’s bedroom, she had better wear slippers.

Long Shuhai’s gaze kept shifting toward the villa entrance. Eventually, he asked Fang Xinxin in confusion. “Xinxin, why don’t I see your mom? Didn’t she go to pick you up?”

“That’s right, I almost forgot. Mom didn’t come home with her.” Fang Manxue finally noticed this.

She shot an alluring look at Bai Qinghao. “This is all your fault, CEO Bai. The moment you showed up, I forgot about everything but you.”

Bai Qinghao held the teacup with his long and slender fingers. He tasted the tea with a graceful movement and appeared not to have heard Fang Manxue’s words.

Long Shuhai became somewhat flustered. He continued asking Fang Xinxin. “Where’s your mom?”

Fang Xinxin answered him honestly. “Bai Qinghao ‘rewarded’ her with a bottle of red wine.”

“Thank you CEO Bai, thank you CEO Bai.” Long Shuhai rushed to bow at Bai Qinghao.

“The wine that CEO Bai gave must be very expensive. I would also like a bottle. I’m not sure if I’ll have the opportunity and honor...”

Fang Xinxin pursed her lips. “Second uncle is slapping the horse’s fart all the way up to the horse’s ass. [1. In Chinese, slapping the horse’s fart means to bootlick.]”

“How dare you say that CEO Bai’s ass is a horse’s ass...”

“I didn’t say that. Second uncle, you’re intentionally twisting my words.”

Long Shuhai saw that Bai Qinghao did not reprimand Fang Xinxin for her disrespectful words. He responded tactfully. “Second uncle is in the wrong. I’m not young anymore. My comprehension skills aren’t as good as you youngsters. Xinxin, don’t blame me, ah. I’m just envious that your mother received a bottle of wine from CEO Bai.”

He had heard that Bai Qinghao liked to collect high quality wine. Even the cheapest bottle in the Yu Ting Villa was worth at least ten thousand dollars. The more expensive ones would have many more zeroes in their price tags.

Despite Long Shuhai being the Fang Group’s deputy manager, he had never gotten the opportunity to taste even the cheapest wines from Bai Qinghao’s collection.

“There’s no need to stand on ceremony.” Bai Qinghao’s expression was mild. This time, he was much more pleasant. “If you wish to be rewarded the same way, you will have to get hospitalised like Fang Lilan.”

Long Shuhai was startled. “She... why is she in the hospital?”

“Didn’t Xinxin tell you earlier? She was rewarded with my red wine.”

“Oh, I understand.” Long Shuhai nodded.

“My sister-in-law, Lilan, must be drunk. She must have gone to the hospital to sober up.”

Even the chauffeur, Li Bingpan, could not stand this any longer. “Your comprehension skills... Fang Lilan received the bottle of red wine on her head, due to which her head smashed open.”

Long Shuhai finally understood his meaning and became frightened. “CEO Bai, did my sister-in-law offend you in some way? If that is the case, I apologise on her behalf. You’re a magnanimous man. Please forgive us!”

Regardless of the reason, in front of Bai Qinghao, whose existence was akin to that of an emperor, no one dared to pit themselves against him.

The next time he asked for wine, he needed to make it clear. He had almost... lost his head.

“My mother is injured?” Fang Manxue also reacted. “CEO Bai, is my mother all right?”

Bai Qinghao tapped on the sofa’s armrest with his fingers lightly and did not show any interest in responding.

“Xinxin, is she all right?” Fang Manxue glared at Fang Xinxin in anger. “How could you let our mother get hurt?”

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