Imperial Treasure
Chapter 311 - 224: She’s Mine to Spoil!

Chapter 311: Chapter 224: She’s Mine to Spoil!

Gong Jiu’s sudden interruption along with Sui Yi’s attracted the attention away from the two stunningly glamorous beauties.

It’s not that they weren’t attractive or prominent enough, but rather they had been walking a few steps behind Flower Demon, and when Flower Demon engaged PK mode, they reflexively activated Invisibility Mode~~~

Well, now Invisibility Mode had collapsed.

Gong Jiu sauntered over nonchalantly with Sui Yi, each dragging their suitcases toward the entrance. As they passed by the Xinjiang beauty, Gong Jiu couldn’t help but remark, "Sui Yi, let’s not bother with that lunatic. Her antics are as normal as a woman’s monthly cycle, no, even more frequent than that, at least once a day. I truly wish her ’Aunt Flo’ was as diligent..."

"...."

You sound just like a lunatic yourself, you know!

Clearly, squabbling with Gong Jiu seemed more crucial, so Miss Hua gracefully ran her fingers through her wavy hair, her curvaceous figure swaying as she sashayed with her pink Chanel suitcase into the hotel entrance.

While dealing with some procedures, both Sui Yi and Gong Jiu were property owners, which in fancy terms meant they were people many paid attention to. Hence, as soon as they turned on their phones, a barrage of calls flooded in...

Speaking into the phone at the reception, Sui Yi briefly conversed before hanging up, glancing back only to see Flower Demon approaching. She took out her ID card and handed it to Gong Jiu, meanwhile saying to Sui Yi, "Seems like the Public Trading Platform has quite an impact. Look at the crowd here, don’t you feel they all seem like enemies?"

Enemies... contenders for jade on the Public Trading Platform?

Sui Yi scanned the two or three hundred people in the lobby and indifferently replied, "Possible future continuous tense, not necessary right now."

While they were talking, suddenly, they heard some arguing behind them. Although in the local language, everyone could still tell they were fighting.

It was the beautiful woman and the middle-aged man, both showing anger on their faces. However, while she was holding back, he was increasingly agitated, even raising his hand...

Gong Jiu was the typical cold exterior, warm heart type, with a sense of justice deep down, reliant on the person and mood, and given her lack of concern for others’ opinions, her usual demeanor was domineering. Flower Demon, on the other hand, could care less if someone died of thirst right in front of her, perfectly capable of soaking in a milk bath while doing her makeup...

Just as the man’s hand was about to come down... Sui Yi was ready to take a step forward...

Slap!

The wrist was caught by a long, slender hand.

The young, handsome, and courteous man smiled and said something in the local tongue to the middle-aged man, who appeared skeptical, while the beautiful woman’s expression showed worry and hesitation...

It was that elite male!

Gong Jiu and Sui Yi both felt how small the world was.

The man seemed not to have noticed the three of them yet; he was only focused on talking to the middle-aged man, seemingly trying to help the lady out of the situation.

As the three engaged in rapid local dialect, Miss Hua had already gleaned some information from the receptionist. With raised eyebrows, she turned to Sui Yi and said, "Watch this."

Then she confidently strode over in her High Heels with a clacking sound, causing all three to instinctively turn their heads towards her. Stopping two steps away, with a pivot, she placed one hand on her hip, tilted her chin up, and with her right forefinger and middle finger, she handed the beautiful woman a gleaming, patterned business card.

The aura was too overwhelming.

The beautiful lady subconsciously took the card without even looking at it, her gaze shifting as Flower Demon quickly pulled out three one-hundred US Dollar bills from her wallet, and with pronounced emphasis, she flung them at the middle-aged man, "Take a left when you go out, and it’s a ten-minute cab ride to Kuta Hotel. Three hundred dollars cover the fare and compensation for my time. If you understand Mandarin, take the money. If not, shake your head. If necessary, sister here can switch to English, French, or German to communicate with you..."

On seeing the three hundred dollars, the man’s eyes lit up, but his mind seemed to be racing, as he was about to speak...

Miss Hua didn’t give him a chance to talk, quickly interjecting in an icy tone, "She took my card, which means she took my business, so she’s mine now. To put it bluntly, I’ve got her covered! If you keep dithering, you’ll owe five hundred dollars for slander and mental distress you’ve caused her, not to mention wasting my time. But do you have fifty thousand dollars?"

Dismissive, haughty, sharp!