Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

?? After seeing Ji Ziming finish the phone call, Pei Ge was sitting on the sofa and still thinking about who the chef who would come here to cook later would be.

What she never expected was that the person coming would be someone she had met before... Sister Yun!

Pei Ge looked like he was meeting for the first time. Sister Yun came in from the door with a large group of people in uniforms. Those in uniforms were holding various kinds of things in their hands. Ingredients.

"..." Pei Ge looked at Sister Yun's grand pomp and thought of the first time they met.

"Master," Sister Yun called Ji Ziming respectfully, and then moved her eyes to Pei Ge, "Miss Pei..."

She didn't know if it was Pei Ge's illusion, but she always felt that the way Sister Yun looked at her was a little strange.

This gaze didn't look like a friendly gaze, but it wasn't as...unfriendly as when Sister Yun saw her for the first time.

"Yeah." Ji Ziming said lightly after seeing Sister Yun.

"Hello, Sister Yun." Pei Ge also smiled and said hello to Sister Yun. As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smile!

Since Sister Yun no longer had the condescending and contemptuous attitude she had when she first met her today, she didn't want to make their relationship too tense. After all, they weren't people they met every day.

"Master, today's fish is good and very fresh. You should let Miss Pei cook today..." Before Sister Yun could finish her words, she was interrupted by Ji Ziming.

"She's doing well today, you go ahead." Ji Ziming frowned slightly and said coldly.

Listening to Ji Ziming's words, Sister Yun was obviously stunned, and then she nodded with a smile.

"Okay, I understand, Master.

"

Pei Ge looked at Sister Yun smiling happily, and murmured to himself, could it be that the last time Sister Yun was so hostile to her, was it because she took her job?

Just when Pei Ge was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard Ji Ziming's voice.

"Peg, go and read in the study on the second floor. You are not allowed to come down until I tell you."

"Huh?!" Pei Ge listened to Ji Ziming's words and said,

She was stunned for a moment, her eyes widened, and she looked at Ji Ziming in surprise.

Seeing Ji Ziming's cold face, which didn't look like he was joking, Pei Ge said speechlessly: "Why?" She didn't want to read at all. Why did Mao ask her to go to the second floor so suddenly? What else are you saying that she is not allowed to come down?

"No reason, just go up." Ji Ziming glanced at Pei Ge lightly and said coldly.

"……"Depend on! This authoritarian bastard!

never mind! He is the boss, he is the biggest! Go upstairs, go upstairs!

Pei Ge curled his lips, glared at Ji Ziming fiercely, turned around and walked towards the second floor without saying a word.

As he left, Pei Ge complained about Ji Ziming in his heart.

Looking at Pei Ge's somewhat angry back, Ji Ziming, who had a cold face at first, seemed to be relieved and let out a breath.

He stared at Pei Ge's back until he could no longer see Pei Ge's back. After confirming that she had really gone to the second floor, Ji Ziming took his eyes back from the stairs and turned towards him. Walked towards the kitchen.

"Master? Why are you in the kitchen? This is not the place you should be. Get out quickly to avoid choking you with the fumes."

Sister Yun, who was directing her men to wash and chop vegetables, suddenly saw Ji Ziming appear at the door of the kitchen. She quickly took off the gloves on her hands and walked towards Ji Ziming.

"Why isn't this the place I should be?" After hearing Sister Yun's words, Ji Ziming looked at Sister Yun with a cold face and said coldly.

"Uh..." Sister Yun was slightly startled when she suddenly heard Ji Ziming's answer, "This..."

How could the young master, who is so delicate and tender, come to a place like the kitchen where the smell of oil smoke is strong?

Although Sister Yun was thinking so, looking at Ji Ziming's cold face, she couldn't say anything.

Seeing that Sister Yun stopped talking, Ji Ziming strode past Sister Yun and walked toward the kitchen.

Probably because the aura exuding from Ji Ziming was too strong, the people who were washing and chopping vegetables in the kitchen lowered their heads and didn't even dare to look at Ji Ziming. They just concentrated on what they were doing.

"Master, do you have anything to tell me when you come to the kitchen?" Sister Yun saw Ji Ziming walking into the kitchen like this, and seemed to be paying special attention to the people cutting vegetables in the kitchen. Sister Yun There was even more surprise in my heart.

"Prepare some tenderloins for me." Ji Ziming looked away from the vegetable cutters and said coldly to Sister Yun.

"...Huh?" Sister Yun was stunned when she heard Ji Ziming's words. She had no idea what Ji Ziming was talking about.

"Tenderloin." Ji Ziming glanced at Sister Yun coldly and repeated in a cold voice.

"Master, do you want to eat tenderloin?" Sister Yun was sobered by Ji Ziming's cold eyes in an instant.

"I want to make sweet and sour pork. You have prepared all the ingredients for me." Ji Ziming patiently stated his request.

As a result, as soon as Ji Ziming said these words, Sister Yun was stunned.

Not only was Sister Yun stupid, but everyone else in the kitchen was also stupid.

He, they heard it right, right? Mr. Ji wants to cook? !

"Master, are you okay?" After a while, Sister Yun came back to her senses and looked at Ji Ziming with doubt in her eyes.

"..." Ji Ziming looked at Sister Yun's disbelieving look, and his eyes gradually turned cold, "I don't want to say what I said a third time."

That cold and alarming voice made Sister Yun's body tremble.

"Yes, yes..." Sister Yun nodded quickly. Now she didn't dare to ask Ji Ziming any questions. She quickly prepared the ingredients needed for Ji Ziming to make sweet and sour pork. Come.

Ji Ziming had already said on the phone that she was going to make some home-cooked dishes today, so the ingredients she prepared in advance also included tenderloin.

So the ingredients are ready quickly.

"Master, these are your ingredients." After Sister Yun prepared the ingredients, she said to Ji Ziming very respectfully.

Although she was extremely confused now, why did their young master, who had always been a very ungrateful young man, suddenly bring up the matter of cooking today?

However, due to Ji Ziming's aura, she still didn't dare to ask any questions.

Ji Ziming looked at the ingredients placed on the marble kitchen table and frowned slightly. His expression seemed to be hesitant.

Can he...do it well?