His Genius Wife is a Superstar

The thought of Long Hui no longer infuriated Iris that much. He wasn't an important person in her life anyway to garner such intense emotion from her. However, she would never forget his sins of hurting Little Jun and Jiang Ying Yue. She also didn't have any intention of forgiving especially since the sinner wasn't the least bit remorseful at all.

After giving her executive assistant a few more instructions, Iris tossed Long Hui out of her mind. She focused on completing her tasks today with machine-like speed and precision.

Wasting time was unacceptable especially because she had babies waiting for her at home. She already missed Little Mochi and Little Matcha even though she had only been gone for a short period of time. She could only force herself to concentrate on finishing as much as she could today at work so that she could go home to her babies as soon as possible.

Even Ketchup who was assisting her entered a very serious mode and didn't interrupt Iris unnecessarily.

A knock on the door interrupted them. Iris was annoyed but still allowed her executive assistant to enter.

"What is it?"

The executive assistant hesitated for a moment upon seeing his boss' cold and intimidating expression. He cleared his throat. "My apologies for disturbing you, President. But the reception desk received a letter for you."

Iris frowned.

Then she saw "Poopoo-head Long Hui" flashing in large fonts on her computer screen. The dramatic Ketchup even pretended to barf.

The executive assistant couldn't see what was happening on Iris' computer screen. He was regretting that he disturbed his boss and earned her irritation just because of the item in his hand.

Now that Iris had an idea of the item's sender thanks to Ketchup, she smoothed out her fierce expression.

"Give it to me."

"Yes, President." The executive assistant her the envelope. "The person who delivered that letter told our receptionist that it came from President Long's brother."

"I see. Thank you. You may leave."

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Iris studied the stylish envelope. It was addressed to "Mr. and Mrs. Jin Liwei".

She sneered.

"Has the audacity to send it to my company and yet doesn't even have the courtesy to write my own actual name alongside my husband. Why don't you just send it to Jin Corporation instead if you're just going to put my husband's name and not mine?"

She tore open the envelope and read an invitation to Long Hui and Mao Qiuyue's wedding.

"Hahahaha!"

Iris didn't believe that Long Hui would send her an invitation. This must have been the work of his daring fiancée, Mao Qiuyue. Iris hadn't personally met Long Hui's current fiancée nor did she care about the woman. This, however, was a clear provocation.

"Ketchup, who else received an invitation on our side?"

"Mommy, an invitation was sent to the village gate of Dragon Palace Homes. The village guards didn't allow the delivery person to enter so they took the invitation and are now sending it to our home. Meow~"

Iris narrowed her eyes. "Is it addressed to your Auntie Ying Yue?"

"That's right, cat fight! You're so smart, Mommy! As expected of the cute and mighty Ketchup's mommy! Meow!"

Iris chuckled without any humour. Her eyes glinted with ferocity even as the rest of her expression showed a beautiful smile.

"Very good, Mao Qiuyue! You send an invitation addressed to my husband here at my company, and yet you still dare to send another invitation to your fiancé's ex at my home? Indeed, a trash belongs to another trash! Long Hui and this Mao Qiuyue are perfect for each other! Ying Yue is so lucky to have dodged a bullet in the form of that stupid garbage excuse of a man, Long Hui."

"Mommy, should the cute and mighty Ketchup ask our home's gate guards not to give the stinky invitation to Auntie Ying Yue? Meow~"

Iris thought about it for a few seconds. "No need. Let your Auntie Ying Yue receive the invitation. She's a grown-up woman so we shouldn't baby her."

"Okie dokie, Mommy! Ketchup won't interfere with Auntie Ying Yue's invitation. Meow~"

Iris continued to look at the invitation. It had a delicate floral scent. To be honest, it smelled nice but the intention behind sending the invitation to them was rotten. She couldn't enjoy the lovely scent.

She was tempted to rip it to shreds but thought better of it. In the end, she decided to keep it.

It took only a minute for her to switch to work mode. So what if Mao Qiuyue intended to provoke them by sending invitations of her marriage to Long Hui?

If Iris allowed herself to stay angry for the whole day then the trash couple would win. Working and earning money were more important so that she could go home early and kiss and hug her children sooner.

By around three o'clock in the afternoon, Iris was finally done with her work at Eve Holdings. Then she was surprised when Ketchup told her that Jin Liwei was picking her up via helicopter.

She headed to the roof deck where a helipad was installed. Jin Liwei personally helped belt her to her seat inside the helicopter after a few lovey-dovey kisses that the pilot pretended not to witness.

"I'm bringing you somewhere," Jin Liwei said.

Iris missed their babies and wanted to go home as soon as possible but she also felt curious.

"Where?"

"You'll see."

A child's voice suddenly spoke through their headsets. "Father, please do not claim the credit for this by yourself. It's not classy."

Iris' eyebrows rose. "Bacon?"

"I didn't try to claim anything," Jin Liwei said. "You're the one who couldn't wait to claim credit."

"It is only right that Bacon claims the credit because it is mine in the first place. Father, making excuses is not classy."

"You—"

Iris grabbed his hand and patted it. She shook her head and silently told him through her expression to just let it go. Jin Liwei sighed but still nodded.

"Mother, Bacon has prepared a surprise for you."

"The cute and mighty Ketchup also has a surprise for my dearest mommy! Meow!"

"Copycat," Bacon muttered.

"Dramatic gasp! How dare you call the cute and mighty Ketchup a COPYCAT?! Mreow!!!"

"Of course, you're a copycat. Should Bacon have called Elder Sister Ketchup a copy-dog instead? Or maybe a copy-cockroach?"