Chapter 327: Chapter 327 What Gift_1
"What! Over a million! Oh my God!"
The elderly couple was stunned silly.
Over a million could buy a two-bedroom apartment in a decent part of Tianhe.
And this was supposed to be not making a fuss?
The world of the rich is really something to be envious of!
The elderly couple’s eyes gleamed, but Su Yueru felt nothing.
"I’m sorry, Zhu Ping, I really appreciate it and I take your kindness to heart, but please take your gift back, I can’t accept it," she said.
Zhu Ping’s face held confusion, but even more so, pride.
"Why can’t you accept it? It’s perfectly normal for friends to give each other gifts. After all, we’ve known each other since childhood."
Su Yueru politely and firmly responded, "I already have a husband, and it’s impossible for me to accept gifts from other men, especially such expensive ones."
Liang Xin, seeing the succulent morsel slip through her daughter’s fingers, was so furious she pinched hard under the table.
At the same time, she made faces, "Yueru, whatever you say, this is Zhu Ping’s thoughtfulness, how can you lightly dismiss it!"
Su Wanli chimed in, "Exactly, exchanging gifts among friends is perfectly normal. What does it have to do with whether you have a husband or not? Ye Fei, don’t you agree?"
Ye Fei’s lips curled up, but he said nothing.
Su Yueru remained adamant, "Zhu Ping, please take your gift back. I definitely will not accept it. But as I said, I appreciate the gesture."
This, coupled with previous incidents, made Zhu Ping’s face increasingly embarrassed.
His smile disappeared.
He then opened the gift box himself, revealing the exquisite necklace inside, a full four carats.
"Ah, that’s really too bad. I, Zhu Ping, have never taken back a gift once given. Since you won’t accept it, I guess I’ll just have to throw it away."
With those words, Zhu Ping walked to the window, making as if to throw it out.
Liang Xin had already been dazzled by the diamond the size of a pigeon’s egg; throw it away? How could she bear to?
She sprinted like a hundred-metre dash to throw her arms around Zhu Ping.
"Young Master Zhu! You mustn’t! That’s unacceptable!"
Su Wanli also hurriedly urged, "Yueru, just accept it, what harm could it do? Why are you so stubborn!"
"Dad, don’t talk!"
Su Yueru glared at her father.
Seeing Su Yueru’s unwavering stance, Zhu Ping turned his accusation towards Ye Fei.
In a mocking tone, "Auntie, if you ask me, this son-in-law of yours is quite selfish. It’s one thing not to have the money to dress up his wife, but to not allow his wife to accept a friendly gesture from someone else? Somebody has a strong need to control!"
"Doesn’t he see how bare his own wife’s neck is? Can he really bear it? Haha."
"Besides, how many years does a woman have to enjoy her youth? If she doesn’t dress up and take care when she’s most beautiful, is she supposed to wait until she’s old and faded like withered leaves? What would be the point then?"
Liang Xin slapped her thigh in agreement, "Aiyah! Young Master Zhu, you’re spot on!"
Then pointing at Ye Fei, "Listen, listen! What is a real man? This is what a man is! This shows love for a wife! This is responsibility!"
"Why couldn’t I snag a son-in-law like Little Zhu, who’s a real catch, instead of ending up with rubbish like you!"
Su Wanli’s emotions were also rising as he slammed the table.
"Ye Fei! Just because you have no ability is your own business, but you also want my daughter to suffer with you? Dream on! I command you! You must persuade Yueru to accept Mr. Zhu’s gift! Or else, I’m not finished with you, young man!"
"Dad! Can’t you stop being so authoritarian!" Su Yueru argued.
"I’m talking to that loser right now! Shut up!"
Ye Fei, unfazed and smiling, said, "Dad, Mom, I’m well aware that Yueru doesn’t have any decent jewelry to wear. That’s why I specially bought her a necklace today."
"What?"
Su Yueru turned her head, her face slightly annoyed: "Who told you to waste money."
Ye Fei gave a wry smile: "I can’t let my treasure suffer just because I’m afraid of spending money, can I?"
Su Yueru’s cheeks immediately flushed red, and she coquettishly punched Ye Fei.
Zhu Ping’s face twitched with irritation, and he said sarcastically, "Oh, after all the fuss, Brother Ye also bought a gift, huh. When buying something for your wife, it must have been quite a generous amount, right? Surely it must’ve cost you at least a hundred thousand or eighty thousand?"
Ye Fei smiled: "How could it."
What Ye Fei meant was, how could it be just that little.
But what Zhu Ping thought was, how could it be so expensive.
"Ah? Not even a hundred thousand or eighty thousand? Brother Ye, how could you bring yourself to do that, your wife is so beautiful, wearing cheap stuff is a real shame."
Liang Xin quickly interjected: "That loser’s gift is at most a two or three thousand thing, tops. How can it compare with your generous gifts that easily go into millions?"
Su Wanli snorted coldly: "There’s an old saying, ’to compare people is to court death, to compare goods is to throw them away.’ Ye Fei, if I were you, I’d have thrown away that thing you bought a long time ago, it’s not even worth the embarrassment."
Facing these people’s sarcasm, Ye Fei just smiled without saying a word.
After all, he didn’t care about the attitudes of others; he only cared about what his wife thought and felt.
Zhu Ping, seizing the opportunity to suppress Ye Fei, was not inclined to let it pass easily.
He eagerly said, "How can we throw it away, uncle? No matter how small the gift is, it’s still a sentiment. Brother Ye, why don’t you take out your gift and let everyone witness it? Maybe it’s even more valuable than what I gave."
Liang Xin covered her mouth and laughed outright: "Little Zhu, you really know how to joke, with his meager resources, were it not for my niece supporting him, he’d starve to death in a few days. How could he possibly give a gift more expensive than yours?"
"However, Ye Fei, since Mr. Zhu has already put it that way, why don’t you show us and make a fool of yourself?"
Su Wanli also looked on with eager amusement: "Yeah, Ye Fei, it’s not often that an iron tree blooms, let me widen my horizons too."
Ye Fei had no intention of making a scene and modestly said, "No need, the gift I gave to my wife doesn’t necessarily have to be put on display for everyone to see."
Su Yueru, worried about her husband being embarrassed, followed up: "Right, it’s just a gift, the value lies in the sentiment. What I value is the person who gave it, not what was given."
"Oh, that sounds nice. I think it’s because you can’t bring yourself to show it."
Zhu Ping became even more complacent.
Little Ye, who had been listening on the side for a while, was already feeling indignant.
Her dad was so capable, how could his gift possibly be inferior to this stupid Uncle Shu.
It should be a hundred times better!
Thinking this, she ran to the shoe cabinet and rummaged through her father’s bag.
The rummage turned out to be significant as a black plastic bag fell out of the bag onto the floor.
