The next morning, the lovers woke up at dawn with only a few hours of sleep. Iris forced herself out of bed to join Jin Liwei for breakfast, even though her work wouldn’t start until later. He tried persuading her to return to bed but she insisted on accompanying him.
She took the ti while Jin Liwei was showering and dressing up in his business suit to fight off sleep and roll out of the bed.
Groggy from the lack of sleep, Iris walked like a zombie with Jin Liwei out of their bedroom suite to the breakfast table. Ice Cream and Popcorn greeted them.
The two cats were usually the ones who accompanied their daddy during breakfast whenever their mommy was still asleep. They also liked watching the chef cook (and stealing so scraps of food when he wasn’t looking).
Iris carried the two cats in her arms. Ice Cream had slimd down a lot, although she was still bigger compared to Popcorn. At least now the veterinarian didn’t scold Dom anymore whenever he brought the cats for their regular check-up. However, they had to continue monitoring her weight because she had the tendency to overeat.
While eating traditional Chinese breakfast of congee and a wide array of side dishes, Iris gradually beca more awake. She chatted with Jin Liwei and was extra attentive to him, serving him food and doting on him—things that he usually did for her.
Jin Liwei’s eyebrows rose at her unusual behaviour but he didn’t stop her. Why would he? He was imnsely enjoying it, thank you very much.
After pouring him more coffee, Iris hesitated a bit. She wanted to talk to him about sothing but worried that it would ruin the nice atmosphere between them.
He noticed her hesitation. "What is it, love? Tell ."
"Can you..." She cleared her throat and tried again. "Can you tell more about your anniversary present for ? I want to know about the French perfury you gifted ."
Just like what she expected, his expression darkened. However, his voice was gentle when he replied to her. "Don’t think about it anymore, love. I’ll give you a better present soon."
"Darling, please. Don’t be like this." She grabbed his hand on top of the table and held it. "It’s your anniversary present to . I’ll keep it. I really will."
He clasped their hands together. "You don’t have to force yourself to like it."
"Tell more about it, then. I’ll decide whether I like it or not after hearing more about it. Okay?"
"Hmm..." He took a few monts to think about it while sipping his coffee.
Iris waited for him. She massaged his hand clasped with hers, hoping that by doing so would soften him. It was partly her fault anyway that he had beco prejudiced against the French perfury, blaming it for causing their fight last night.
When he finished the entire cup of coffee without giving her an answer, she moved from her seat and sat on his lap instead. She gave him several smacking kisses on the cheeks, deciding to use the honey trap instead to persuade him.
"Tell , please," she asked again, batting her eyelashes at him.
His mouth twitched seeing her puppy eyes. He imdiately softened, but he was enjoying her honey trap so he pretended to be unaffected. And it worked. His baby girl continued raining kisses all over his face and caressing him all over with her hands. After enjoying her tender loving care for so ti, he finally relented.
"Alright, I’ll tell you about the perfury."
In clear and concise words, he described what the company was and how he was able to acquire it.
Sang Bleu was an old French perfury established more than a hundred years ago. It was a family-owned business that originally catered to French aristocrats before gaining fans from other European nobilities and even so royalty.
Tis changed but Sang Bleu refused to sell to regular people, stubbornly making their perfus exclusive to people who had "blue blood" only. On one hand, it made their perfus more desirable. But on the other hand, they were condemned for their discriminatory mindset.
"Oh. They’re just like the Longs," Iris comnted.
Jin Liwei chuckled. "I think you’re forgetting that you’re also a Long, love."
She gave him a teasing smile. "That’s only for now. I’ll be Mrs. Jin in the future."
His breath caught in his throat. Then the corner of his mouth curved into a smirk. "Oh? Are you excited to beco Mrs. Jin?"
"Maybe," she replied, drawing circles on his chest with a finger.
"I’ll take that as a yes."
She nodded.
The two kissed playfully, nibbling on each other’s lips. Iris’ wound still hurt a bit, but she didn’t mind it. Afterwards, Jin Liwei continued telling her the story of Sang Bleu.
Even with the rise of the nouveau riche and the decline of the nobility’s power and influence, Sang Bleu still didn’t change. Their "exclusive" perfus beca increasingly associated with prejudice.
To appear as inclusive as possible and to present a good image to the public, the perfury’s noble clientele began boycotting the perfus. It ca to a point that only a French marchioness was its sole client. When the lady died, Sang Bleu was also left on its last breaths.
Its new owner was from the direct line of the family who owned the perfury. However, she had no interest in trying to revive a bankrupt business, so she decided to sell it to the highest bidder instead. Unfortunately, there weren’t many bidders who wanted a company with such a prejudiced reputation. That was until Jin Liwei ca along.
He ca to know about Sang Bleu while chatting with French executives during the international business conference. After a rigorous inquiry about the perfury, he decided to purchase it for his baby girl. The new owner imdiately sold it to him, afraid that he would back out like everyone else if she tried raising the price.
Iris tilted her head to the side after hearing about the perfury’s history.
"It’s already bankrupt? Darling, please explain. I don’t understand why you would give a bankrupt company."
"Although it’s now bankrupt and technically doesn’t exist anymore, it still retains its high-end resources and connections in making perfus. Don’t forget that this was a company that catered to nobility and even royalty at so point. Rember when I discouraged you from accepting a perfu endorsent before? Didn’t I suggest that you create your own line instead? I just thought that it would be easier for you to do that if I gift you the resources of Sang Bleu," he told her.
Her eyes widened after hearing his explanation of why he gifted her another company for their anniversary. She felt guilty once again for not appreciating his present last night, hurting his feelings and even causing them to fight.
This man always thought about her. It seed that she was always his number one priority in whatever he did. His thoughtfulness touched her deeply.
She hugged him around the neck and pulled him close to her. "I’ve decided to keep the perfury. It’s a perfect anniversary present. Thank you, darling."
"You don’t have to force yourself to like it, love. Don’t worry. I can always sell it," he said. His voice was muffled because his face was squished against her breasts.
He didn’t complain because he was loving it. He even rubbed his face deeper in the valley between her soft mounds. She just woke up and wasn’t wearing any bra underneath her pyjamas and robe.
"No, I’m already the new owner of Sang Bleu, so you can’t sell it anymore without my consent," she said, enjoying the feeling of his head on her chest.
After kissing her soft mounds on top of her clothes, Jin Liwei finally lifted his head and gave her a quick peck on the lips.
"Alright. Do whatever you want to do with the perfury. It’s yours now," he told her.
"Okay. I’ll probably rge it with Orchidia Beauty. I’ll have to discuss this with the Bauer siblings, my sister and my friends first." Her mind was already thinking about the various possibilities of how she could make use of Sang Bleu.
"En."
Jin Liwei looked pleased seeing her interest in the perfury. This was the kind of reaction he was hoping for when he first gave Sang Bleu as anniversary present. Her appreciation was delayed, but it was better late than never.
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