Chapter 5 “So expensive, at least tens of millions!”

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“My goodness, is that the massive diamond from yesterday?! Your so-called scoundrel husband actually bought it!?” Zhang Hening was stunned when she saw those two little treasures. Even with her identity as a wealthy heiress, she had never witnessed such decisive and straightforward tactics.

Usually, when her two older brothers bought her something, they were stingy and miserly, not even comparable to a tiny broken diamond on someone’s ring.

She held the diamond up in the sunlight, shaking it gently. The facets sparkled with a dazzling spectrum.

“It’s fiery brilliance! It’s real!”

“So expensive, at least tens of millions!” Zhang Hening sighed, “Your husband can’t be a drug dealer, can he?”

Song Xi felt a chill run down her spine, a bit intimidated. “He shouldn’t be. Which drug dealer looks so strikingly handsome, breathtakingly charming, and stands out immediately in a crowd?”

“That’s true.” Zhang Hening nodded. “Anyone who could spend such a fortune must be no small player. Get me his name; I’ll find out.”

“Okay,” Song Xi said. “But I have to go to work now. It’s my first day, and I can’t be late. I’ll message you on WeChat.”

She slipped the everyday diamond ring onto her ring finger and carefully placed the other massive diamond back in its box, guarding it with utmost caution.

Such a precious item—she dared not flaunt it.

She decided she must ask her “husband” about this later.

Song Xi changed into her professional office attire, grabbed her bag, and stroked the little cat’s head.

“Stay good at Auntie’s place and play with the dog. Mommy’s going to earn some food for you.”

The cat rubbed its tail against her twice, completely at ease, then bounded upstairs to find its canine friend.

Song Xi drove the mini BMW that Zhang Hening had discarded and headed to the company.

At a red light, she received a WeChat message from her “wealthy husband.”

J: Did you receive the wedding ring?

Song Xi: Yes, it’s so precious. One ring is enough; why did you buy two?

J: One is to show sincerity, the other to show loyalty.

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Song Xi blinked, pondering his words.

Did he mean: the massive diamond represents his sincerity, and the wedding ring his loyalty?

Either way, he could afford it?

What a clever man.

With ten seconds left on the red light, Song Xi quickly typed a message.

Song Xi: By the way, what’s your name again?

No reply came.

The light turned green. She put down her phone and focused on driving.

Her fingers rested gracefully on the steering wheel, pale white with a hint of pink. The diamond on her ring finger refracted colorful light in the sunlight.

Song Xi thought of the man’s excessively handsome face, his lavish spending, and his extraordinarily sharp “abilities.”

Reciprocity—should she send him something in return?

But spending that much was beyond her means; there was no need to go bankrupt just to get married.

Judging by his attire and demeanor, he was probably a businessman.

First rule of gift-giving: if you can’t afford something too expensive, give the most exquisite outerwear—usually a safe choice.

So, a tie or a watch.

But watches were too costly… they ranged in the millions.

Better to give a tie!

Song Xi turned the steering wheel and backed into a parking space.

She unbuckled her seatbelt, checked her phone, and saw a short reply.

J: Surname Jing.

Jing?

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Song Xi furrowed her brow.

She asked for his full name, but he only replied with a surname?

Could his identity really be that of a trafficker or an internationally wanted fugitive?

She forwarded the message to Zhang Hening and quickly sent a voice message.

“He’s surname Jing. Baby, can you check if there’s a family named Jing in your city?”

Zhang Hening was lying on the sofa playing with a cat. Upon receiving the message, her delicate brows knitted together.

Surname Jing?

As far as she knew, besides her grandfather’s family, there was no other prominent Jing family in the capital city.

This surname was rare, mostly popular in novels about dominant CEOs but uncommon in reality.

Could a new noble guest have arrived in the capital without her knowing?

Her older brothers often mingled in business circles; they should know more gossip.

Zhang Hening took a deep breath, bracing herself. She found her eldest brother’s private account and carefully sent a WeChat message.

“Brother, are you there?”

After a few seconds, he sent a voice message in a cold, clear voice that matched his demeanor.

“Speak if you have business.”

She knew her brother disliked texting.

Zhang Hening typed back.

“I have a question. Besides our grandfather’s family, is there any other prominent Jing family in the capital? The kind that could easily afford a massive diamond ring worth tens of millions?”