The Hidden Dragon In-Law-Chapter 59 – Willingly choosing to be useless

In the car, Patricia Song's expression remained cold.

To her, having a traitor in the family was already infuriating enough. What made it worse was that Uncle Qi had the audacity to set her up in front of so many outsiders.

If she had fallen for it today, given the money, and Uncle Qi had escaped, she would have lost face, and the entire Song family would have been humiliated!

Fortunately, James Ye was present to point out the trick, preventing her and her family from suffering losses.

She took out a bank card from the car's glove compartment and handed it to James Ye, saying, "Mr. Ye, there's a million yuan on this card. The password is six eights. It's a small token of my appreciation. Please accept it."

As she spoke, she couldn't help but marvel at James Ye. He seemed to have some genuine talent and knowledge. Why would he choose to marry into a small family? If he started his own antique appraisal business, he could amass a considerable fortune in a few years.

James Ye looked at the card in her hand, feeling a bit hesitant.

A million yuan wasn't a small amount, but to the Song family, it was just a drop in the bucket.

James Ye didn't really care about the million yuan. After all, he had over 9.99 billion yuan in his account. This million was just a tiny fraction.

What was the point of accepting it?

But on second thought, his identity wasn't that of a billionaire; he was the son-in-law of the Xiao family.

If a son-in-law showed no interest in a million yuan, it would definitely arouse Patricia Song's suspicion. So he took the card and said, "Thank you, Miss Song."

Patricia Song smiled slightly, "You're too kind, Mr. Ye."

Then she asked, "Where are you headed next, Mr. Ye?"

James Ye smiled and said, "Take me to the market. I need to buy groceries and cook dinner."

Patricia Song was taken aback and couldn't help but say, "I've heard about your situation, Mr. Ye. Honestly, with your skills, there's no need to be tied down as a son-in-law. Why not come to my Jiqingtang and be the chief appraiser? I'll give you a base salary of one million yuan a year. What do you think?"

James Ye waved his hand and smiled, "I'm used to living off my wife. I have a bad habit of being a gigolo."

Patricia Song was momentarily stunned and then sighed.

It seemed the rumors were true. James Ye was indeed a gigolo.

She used to think he was just a useless person, and being a gigolo was a helpless choice, which was understandable.

But now it seemed he wasn't useless; he was willingly choosing to be useless.

This was something she found hard to accept.

Her attitude towards James Ye changed slightly.

James Ye knew she would look down on him, but that was exactly what he wanted. Let everyone misunderstand him, and he would have the last laugh.

...

Passing by the market, James Ye got out of the car and bid farewell to Patricia Song, then bought some groceries and went home.

As soon as he entered, he heard his father-in-law laughing loudly.

"Hahaha... Come, come! Look at the treasure I found!"

Mary Xiao had just gotten off work and was sitting on the sofa looking at some documents. She couldn't help but stand up and say to the laughing Christopher Xiao, "Dad, you almost scared me to death."

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"Look at this." Christopher Xiao, oblivious to Mary's reaction, excitedly held up a pair of palm-sized celadon cups and proudly showed them off, "I found these chicken cup blue and white porcelain cups at the antique market. They say they were taken from Emperor Qianlong's tomb and are worth over half a million!"

"Over half a million?" Mary Xiao stood up in shock and blurted out, "Dad, where did you get so much money?"

James Ye was exasperated. He had just broken the Yuhuchun vase this morning, and now his father-in-law had gone to the antique market again?

This was a classic case of forgetting the pain once the wound healed.

Christopher Xiao laughed heartily and said mysteriously, "I said the cups are worth half a million. Guess how much I bought them for?"

Mary Xiao hesitated and tentatively said, "Three hundred thousand?"

"Wrong! Guess again!" Christopher Xiao waved his hand.

"Two hundred thousand?"

"Still wrong!"

James Ye glanced at the celadon cups and instantly saw they were fakes. He thought, if these were worth a hundred yuan, it would be a miracle.

At this point, Christopher Xiao stopped keeping them in suspense and laughed, "Hahaha, I bought them for three hundred yuan! Impressive, right?"

Christopher Xiao laughed heartily, unable to hide his joy.

Mary Xiao's eyes widened in disbelief, "No way, these cups really only cost three hundred yuan?"

Elizabeth Ma heard the commotion and came out of the kitchen, her face full of joy, "Are these cups really worth that much? Could they be fake?"

Christopher Xiao patted his chest, "Don't worry, the seller didn't know their value. I even had someone appraise them for me, and they said they're real!"

"Really?" Elizabeth Ma carefully picked up a cup, examining it from all angles, her smile widening.

James Ye stood to the side, smiling and nodding along, his expression calm.

He had already seen that the cups were fakes, but since his father-in-law was so happy, he decided not to burst his bubble.

Christopher Xiao was ecstatic, like a cat that had stolen some cream, and said excitedly, "These cups aren't a complete set yet. The seller said he'd bring the missing pieces tomorrow. I'll go check them out and try to buy the whole set! If I'm lucky, their value could multiply! We might even be able to pay off that six million debt!"

James Ye frowned and immediately stopped him, "Dad, it's important not to be greedy when dealing with antiques. These two cups are enough. Besides..."

Christopher Xiao glared at him and scolded, "What do you mean 'besides'? Are you trying to lecture me?"

James Ye quickly said, "No, no, as long as you're happy."

He decided not to meddle any further.

After all, even if his father-in-law got scammed, it wasn't his money.

Mary Xiao also said, "Dad, why buy so many? These cups can't be eaten or drunk from. Besides, with such a big price difference, their authenticity still needs to be verified."

She didn't believe in windfalls. If you could buy something worth half a million for three hundred yuan, everyone would be rich.

Christopher Xiao, still on cloud nine, scoffed at their skepticism, "You don't understand! Antiques rely on a keen eye to find hidden treasures!"

He continued admiring the celadon cups and said to Mary, "You don't need to worry about this. There were several people trying to snatch them from me today. I might not even be able to buy the rest tomorrow."

Elizabeth Ma quickly said, "If they're really worth that much, you must find a way to buy them!"

Seeing the two elders busy admiring the chicken cups, Mary Xiao quietly pulled James Ye aside.

"I don't think this is reliable. It feels like a scam. Dad will definitely go back tomorrow. You should go with him to the antique market to make sure he doesn't get swindled."

James Ye nodded. If Mary hadn't said anything, he wouldn't have bothered. But since his wife had spoken, he couldn't just stand by!