Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

"Ding--!"

The elevator door opened slowly, and Ji Ziming's handsome and impeccable face suddenly appeared in Pei Ge's sight.

Seeing that handsome and perfect face, Pei Ge was slightly taken aback.

Is this bastard coming down to pick her up?

"Not coming in yet."

Just when Pei Ge was looking at Ji Ziming in a daze, he heard Ji Ziming's cold and deep voice.

"Ah?" Pei Ge blinked his eyes and looked at Ji Ziming stupidly, but he didn't realize what Ji Ziming said for a while.

Looking outside the elevator, Ji Ziming only felt a little funny at Pei Ge's silly appearance.

"Come in." Ji Ziming repeated to Pei Ge again, but this time, there was a smile in his voice.

"Oh." Pei Ge came to her senses this time, she nodded, and stepped into the elevator.

After entering the elevator, I saw the elevator door slowly closing.

Pei Ge stood beside Ji Ziming. In this not-so-spacious elevator, where there were only the two of them, Pei Ge became inexplicably nervous.

So in this small elevator, until the elevator door opened, neither of them spoke.

"Ding--!"

When the elevator door opened, Pei Ge was surprised to find that he seemed to have arrived at the entrance of Ji Ziming's apartment.

Pei Ge walked out of the elevator out of curiosity, followed behind Ji Ziming, and entered Ji Ziming's apartment.

For the first time, Pei Ge saw the home elevators where the local tyrants lived in the TV series in real life.

After walking through the gorgeous and low-key corridor, Pei Ge, who followed behind Ji Ziming, walked into the living room of the apartment.

Looking at the decoration in the living room, Pei Ge couldn't help but think that Ji Ziming's taste is really as simple and low-key as before, but at the same time, he flaunts a kind of nobility.

As far as the eye can see, the floor is made of black marble. On the walls of the room, there is no wallpaper like most people.

Instead, it uses a kind of ceramic tile that cannot be seen from the material. The tiles on the wall are as bright as a mirror.

The chandelier on the ceiling is not a very common crystal chandelier in the living room, but a unique chandelier.

The pure black wooden table with glass, the low-key but luxurious sofa, and the exquisite wood carvings, the whole living room looks like it reveals an indescribable calmness and nobility.

There was an aura about Ji Ziming.

Looking at the clean floor, Pei Ge realized that he had come in wearing shoes.

In an instant, Pei Ge stopped, stood where he was, and followed Ji Ziming forward.

"What's the matter?" Ji Ziming turned his head, looked at Pei Ge standing still, and frowned slightly.

"The soles of my shoes are too dirty." Pei Ge said to Ji Ziming very calmly, looking at such a clean floor, she really didn't want to move anymore.

Hearing Pei Ge's words, Ji Ziming raised his brows slightly, "It was already dirty just now, and it's not so bad."

Pei Ge blinked her eyes, and seeing Ji Ziming's indifferent appearance, she stopped coddling and stepped out slowly, walking into the living room.

"Sit." Ji Ziming watched Pei Ge come over, and glanced at him with satisfaction, as if he liked Pei Ge's obedience.

Hearing this, Pei Ge didn't say anything, and just sat on the simple gray sofa.

"President Ji, what do you want me to do?" Pei Ge asked cautiously after sitting on the comfortable and soft sofa.

Now this man is her creditor and employer. Can she be a little more careful now?

Looking up, Ji Ziming looked at Pei Ge's cautious appearance, and felt a little uncomfortable.

"En." Sitting on the sofa, Ji Ziming hummed softly.

"What's the matter?" Pei Ge swallowed, feeling a little nervous.

What on earth is this bastard looking for her? It wouldn't be the kind of thing that was difficult for her, would it?

"What is our relationship.

"Unexpectedly, Ji Ziming glanced at Pei Ge and said that he didn't answer the question.

Pei Ge was taken aback by Ji Ziming's sudden question, and then replied: "It's about employment."

"En." Ji Ziming hummed lightly, and said lightly, "What is the relationship between the employment."

"Husband, husband and wife?" Pei Ge whispered with some pink smudged on his cheeks.

Ji Ziming listened to Pei Ge's words, looked at her shy appearance, slightly hooked the corner of his mouth, and said in a cold voice, "Then what did you call me?"

"Mr. Ji..." Pei Ge said to Ji Ziming as a matter of course.

Ji Ziming frowned, glanced at Pei Ge lightly, and said in a cold voice, "Mr. Ji? Are you sure?"

"Uh..." How could there be any certainty about this.

Pei Ge blinked his eyes, completely puzzled.

But when she was looking at Ji Ziming's cold gaze, her mind suddenly jolted, and she became sober in an instant.

Thinking about what Ji Ziming said just now, she looked at Ji Ziming in surprise.

Shouldn't...

"Then what should I call you?" Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming cautiously and asked tentatively.

Ji Ziming snorted coldly, and said lightly, "What do you think?"

"Let's talk about it, Mr. Ji." Pei Ge said decisively.

"..." Ji Ziming followed Pei Ge's dog-legged appearance, slightly pursed the corners of his mouth, fell silent for a while, and said in a flat voice, "Call me Ziming from now on."

"Huh?" Although he already had some guesses in his heart, Pei Ge was still stunned when he heard Ji Ziming's words, especially when he called him.

Zi, Ziming? ! Just kidding! ! !

After stopping Ji Ziming's words, Pei Ge was in a mess and didn't know what to say to Ji Ziming.

"Why, you don't want to?" Ji Ziming looked at Pei Ge who seemed to be shocked, and frowned slightly.

"No, no, no, no! Absolutely not!" Seeing Ji Ziming's slightly frowned brows, Pei Ge shook his head hastily.

In fact, there is no reluctance. If the two of them pretend to be husband and wife, this name can't be as serious and unfamiliar as they are called.

It's just that... this Ziming, she really wasn't used to calling it out for a while.

She always felt that calling this man so intimately was something that made her feel a little shy.

"Then call me." Ji Ziming glanced at Pei Ge and said lightly.

That appearance, looked so calm and breezy, as if he didn't care.

But, God knows, at this moment, Ji Ziming is more nervous than ever.

"Zi, Ziming..."