The Mafia King's First Love

He pursed his lips. "I felt that she shouldn't have this gift anymore since I failed to understand her."

Bobo looked at him, speechless. "Who cares about what you think?"

"..."

"We are talking about Lihua. Didn't your parents ever teach you this? It's bad manners to take back the gift once you give it to someone. It is really really hurtful! She cried because you asked her to give the earrings back. Hmph! I saw everything through my door slit last night and I was so angry that I wanted to beat you! How dare you make my Lihua cry! She cried the whole night."

Wei turned pale at the thought of Lihua crying because of him.

Bobo shook his head. "You seriously don't understand her."

He froze.

Once again...once again I didn't understand her…

Wei quickly got up and said, "I will give her the earrings again. She won't be sad anymore."

Bobo grabbed his pants with his chubby hands and pulled him back. "Now you will make her even more sad!"

Wei sat back, feeling depressed. "Then what should I do?"

"Hmph! You should become a man who is better than that other uncle in understanding my Lihua. Though you will still not achieve my level of understanding that dumb woman," Bobo seriously nodded.

Wei frowned. "Don't call Lihua dumb."

He dryly said, "Then what? Intelligent? That will be an insult to the word itself."

Bobo snorted. "Why does that friend affect you anyway?"

Wei said, "I don't know. But I don't like it when I see Lihua with him. She even lied twice to me…I don't like it at all," he turned gloomy.

"..."

He doesn't realize that he is jealous?

"I see! No wonder Lihua always grins like an idiot when she talks about you. She found another dumb person like her. A dumb man and a dumb woman. Great match!"

"..."

"Before that other man makes place in her heart, you have to be quick and win this. Or he will take Lihua away!"

Wei froze.

No. Never. Lihua is my woman. I won't let anybody else take her away from me.

His gaze turned cold.

Bobo said, "You have to show how better you are than him so that the dumb woman doesn't get lured away by him!"

---

It was one PM in the afternoon when Lihua dragged her tired body out of her house. She had dark circles under her eyes but she didn't care how she looked. She looked at herself in the mirror and her empty earlobes brought tears in her eyes again. She missed the beautiful violet earrings that dangled last night.

She stepped out of her house and her phone buzzed.

Assistant Fu?

She picked it. "Hello."

Her voice was downcast as she spoke that he immediately noticed. "What happened to you?"

She bit her lip. "Nothing. I am fine."

"...Okay. I want you to come to the Louis Store right now. I will text you the address."

"Huh? Why?"

"Just come and don't ask questions, Song Lihua! Don't forget I am your Assistant Boss!"

Lihua sighed. She had no work to do today anyway. Mo Huojin had already texted that Jian Steel was out of the picture. As soon as he comes to know about the other suspicious companies, he will contact her.

"Alright."

She stopped in front of Wei's apartment door and stared at it. Then she quietly walked away.

---

As she reached the Louis Store that Fu Renshu was talking about, she felt completely speechless.

Why am I in this super rich store here? Is Assistant Fu planning to rob me of my little money I have?

She stepped inside and looked around but didn't find him anywhere.

Where is he?

She suddenly bumped into a woman. "Oh I am so sorry!"

"Ah my dress! It's creased now!" She glared at her. "Look what you did!"

Lihua was taken aback. "I-I am sorry."

"Why is such a poor and ugly woman like you here anyway?"

"..."

"Do you know how important this dress is to me? This is what I am going to wear in my engagement ceremony next week!"

"Why is such a poor and ugly woman like you here anyway?"

"..."

"Do you know how important this dress is to me? This is what I am going to wear in my engagement ceremony next week!"

Lihua quickly said, "I am really sorry. But it's not ruined!"

"Not ruined? Look at the crease here!" She angrily pointed at the spot.

Her mouth twitched. "It's just a crease. Not like I have torn it. You can just iron it."

Ruomei looked at her, stunned. "Oh my Gosh! How can somebody be so ignorant? You are saying to iron such a branded and delicate dress and ruin it?"

"What's the problem? Clothes are meant to be ironed."

"This dress is not meant for ironing, you fool!"

Lihua was speechless. "You mean to say that you spend such an exorbitant amount on a dress and you cannot even iron it? What's the use? Such a waste of money. How will you wear it the next time then if you cannot iron it?"

The designers looked at her, horrified.

Somewhere in the corner where Fu Renshu was watching the scene, he almost puked blood. He was in disbelief that she could say such a thing. Jiang Weizhe's mouth, for the first time, twitched into a smile despite his resistance.

It's because her words and attitude reminded him of his wife. "Yubi would have said the same thing," he commented.

"..."

Ruomei blinked her eyes rapidly and stared at this weird piece of specimen before her. "Next time? Are you crazy? Do you think I, Shi Ruomei, will repeat the dresses I wear? This dress is just for the engagement ceremony!"

This made Lihua even more speechless. "That is even worse! You are wasting so much money for just one time use? And then what? Just dumped into a corner somewhere? You really have no value for money!"

"What is this ruckus going on?" The Old Madam's cold voice came from behind Lihua.