Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is an Affectionate Spitfire - Chapter 1791

Chapter 1791: Come Over and Let Me Have a Look

“I’m warning you; you’d better be careful. If you really do something, let alone Ji Ziming, even I won’t let you off!”

Pei Ge’s eyes suddenly became vicious. This person’s voice was so weird that she could not control her emotions. It was so weird that she felt as if her entire body was about to explode.

“Yo? You’re scaring me. I’m so scared. You’re Ji Ziming’s wife, so I don’t dare to do anything to you. What about your family, your sons, your daughter, and your friends? They’re all so cute and I like them. What should I do? I can’t bear to part with them, but since you’re so uncooperative, I think I can bear to part with them.”

Her voice was filled with despair. Just as she was about to ask something, the call was cut off.

Pei Ge quickly ran out of the door. A call from the CEO’s office could only be picked up through the secretary’s approval, so this call…

“Let me ask you: Who called just now? Who is it?”

The secretary looked at Pei Ge and her gold-framed spectacles fell below her nose bridge.

“CEO… CEO’s wife… just… just…”

“I’m asking you, did anyone call just now? You just shook your head and said no. Just nod your head and it’ll be fine.”

Pei Ge could not help but speak up for the little secretary when she saw her dazed look.

“Nope!”

The little secretary shook her head like a rattle-drum. The certainty in her eyes made Pei Ge suspect that she was not mistaken or that she did not pay attention to how this person managed to get through to Ji Ziming’s office.

“Really?”

She asked again in disbelief.

“Nope!”

This time, the little secretary finally woke up from her trance. She looked at Pei Ge and said in a louder voice, “Madam, I really didn’t. I’ve been looking at the phone here. If you don’t believe me, come and look at this phone record. I’m not lying to you!”

“Come here and show me.”

Pei Ge raised her leg and was about to walk to the little secretary’s side when the latter stood up and moved to give her space when the CEO’s private elevator opened. Ji Ziming, who was dressed in black and had a tall stature, walked over with his long legs and looked at the two women.

“What’s wrong?”

“I just received a call in your office. She told me that there was no call earlier, but I didn’t believe her, so I wanted to see if there was really no call.”

“You don’t have to look anymore. Indeed, no calls came in, because that call didn’t come from the ground.”

Ji Ziming coldly looked at the phone on the secretary’s desk. His voice was exceptionally cold as he pulled Pei Ge into the office.

“Don’t dwell on this call.”

Ji Ziming walked into the office and casually took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa. He tugged at his tie and said to Pei Ge, “Because this call has already reached me.”

“Then why didn’t you tell me? I thought you…”

She looked at him in shock and heartache.

“Tell you what? Are you afraid that I can’t handle him?”

“But you should at least tell me that I don’t know anything.”

Pei Ge lowered her head. The phone on the table was still lying on the floor. No one was calling her, nor was the number displayed on the phone earlier.

“Tell you what? Didn’t I tell you that you don’t have to worry about anything with me around?”

Ji Ziming hugged Pei Ge’s arms and said in an exceptionally gentle voice, “Don’t worry. I said that we can solve this case tomorrow because Bi Zheng will be back tomorrow.”

“Ah? Bi Zheng is back tomorrow?”

She looked up and searched for her phone, but she could not find it.

“What are you doing?”

“I remembered that Qitong called me today. I remembered to call her back before I left, but I didn’t bring my phone with me.”

She covered her face, not daring to look at him or face her mistake.

“Little fool.”

Ji Ziming gently rubbed Pei Ge’s nose with his finger and said dotingly, “It’s just Bi Zheng coming back alone. Qin Qitong shouldn’t be back yet, so you don’t have to worry. She probably called you to ask you to take good care of him.”

“Really?”

Pei Ge let go of her hand and continued asking, “Then, how did you know that Bi Zheng will be back tomorrow? Have you been in contact ever since you guys returned from America?”

“Yes, his skills are amazing. I need him to decode some passwords and some secrets that I can’t tell you yet.”

“I see. I understand. I won’t say it again.”

Pei Ge nodded and looked into Pei Ge’s eyes. Her small figure was inside.

“Is everything okay at home?”

“I’m fine.”

She reached out and gently rubbed his chin. “You must have been working really hard these past two days, right?”

“What’s wrong?”

Ji Ziming frowned and the cold aura around him dissipated.

“Because you still have your stubble.”

Her lips curled up as she looked at his stubble and tried to remove it.

“I’ve been doing well these past two days and what I did was just to create some public opinion. If not, how can I let that old woman take it lightly? If I don’t do that, how will those people standing at the Ji mansion’s entrance report back?”

Ji Ziming’s lips curled into a strange smile. “Ge Ge, are you worried that I’m worried sick? Is that why you can’t wait to find me?”

“I’m not. I don’t even care about you.”

“Women don’t mean what they say. If you say that you don’t care about me, then that means you care about me. It’s been so many years, so of course, I know how important I am to you.”

Ji Ziming’s lips curled up as he slid his hands from Pei Ge’s arms to her waist. With a push, he made her lie weakly in his embrace.

“It’s fine if you don’t want me. Anyway, I miss you a lot.”

Sensing the obvious reaction of the person beside her, Pei Ge quickly looked up and said in a soft voice, “Don’t touch me. I’m not fully recovered yet.”

“Not yet? It’s been so many days.”

Ji Ziming was like a deflated balloon as he looked at Pei Ge with resentment.