Hello There, Prideful Chairman - Chapter 22

Chapter 22: What Beiming Shaoxi Cares Most About

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The corners of Beiming Shaoxi’s mouth curled up into a teasing smirk. He had seen her throw the water bottle.

He asked bluntly, “Why were you ever attracted to someone like him?”

Ji Anan snapped to attention. Was he talking about Shi Zihan?

‘Who hasn’t experienced falling for one or two scumbags as a kid? Besides, I was his girlfriend only in name,’ she thought.

“You are my bonafide wife,” he said airily. “If you marry me, I will see to it that anyone who has ever hurt you pays dearly for it.” He then proceeded to coldly issue instructions into his walkie talkie.

A few minutes later, Ji Xinxin’s brand new car was rear-ended in an “accident,” so the entire back half of her car was absolutely demolished.

Photos of the accident were sent to Beiming Shaoxi’s phone, and he nonchalantly handed over his phone to show her. “Satisfied?”

As she flipped through the photos, Ji Anan saw that Ji Xinxin had been crying so hysterically that her makeup had smeared, causing her eyeliner to streak down her face.

Shi Zihan had a stupefied expression on his face, as always. To be honest, she did feel a bit satisfied.

“If you were my woman, I would have made them pay even more.” A savage look flashed across his eyes.

If anyone harassed his woman, he would make them wish they were never born.

Ji Anan pursed her lips, about to counter him, when her phone started ringing.

[Little country bumpkin, please forgive my overly prideful brother. This is the first time he has ever proposed to anyone, so just treat it as a harmless mistake and let it go. And while you’re at it, please don’t bruise his ego too much…]

Ji Anan gritted her teeth resentfully. How could she just let such a “harmless” mistake go…?

Pride? Ego?

Since these were the things that Beiming Shaoxi cared about the most, if she crushed them, would he finally leave her alone?!

Ji Anan thought it through. “The wedding has to at least be held somewhere high-class—somewhere socialites and celebrities are known to be seen at. You get the flowers ready and hide my ring in my food so when I’m eating, I can pretend to be surprised by the ring inside. Then, get on your knees and confess your love for me in front of everyone. Isn’t that what a marriage proposal should be like?”

Beiming Shaoxi sneered. Getting on his knees in front of everyone? Confessing his love for her?

“Marriage is a monumental life event, so don’t just try to get it over with.”

“…”

“If you’re not even the slightest bit sincere, how can I bring myself to marry into your family and trust that everything will be alright? Do you really think that being with a business tycoon is everything?” Ji Anan’s eyes gleamed slyly as she smiled smugly.

After she had crushed his pride and bruised his ego, he definitely wouldn’t want to relive his dark past with her.

The flickering golden plaque of the Nepal Hotel appeared outside the window.

The Bentley backed up, then quickly made a turn…

Ji Anan gazed out at the familiar scenery, then remembered where she had first encountered Beiming Shaoxi. Her expression changed drastically. “Why are we here again?!”

Beiming Shaoxing elegantly bent over to her. “Isn’t the place of our first encounter the most suitable to play out your romantic fantasy?”

“I want a change in location!”

He unbuckled her seatbelt for her and carried her out of the car in his arms while he used a remote control to auto-park the Bentley.

Ji Anan kicked her feet wildly. “Let me down.”

Beiming Shaoxi’s long legs strode across the pavement as he said, “That romance you wanted—I have it all. You’ll like it.”

…

Ji Anan looked up to see a lavishly decorated interior, a golden carved wall, and a vintage gold foil marble floor that was so clear that it could be used as a mirror.

Beiming Shaoxi sat down with an impassive expression on his face, and the blue-blooded aura he emanated instantly made the socialites in the restaurant seem nouveau-riche in comparison.

“Look at that foreigner. He’s so handsome!”

“Blue eyes and… black hair. Is he mixed?”

Ji Anan resisted the urge to take off her own glasses and wig for him to wear instead. His exceptional appearance was attracting too much attention.