Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

The woman's fingers, covered in bright cardamom red, gently touched the profile of the man on the phone screen.

The waves of light flowed, and there was a look of obsession in those dark eyes.

"Ziming...I'm back...I'm finally back..."

Her red lips kissed her slightly, and she murmured in a sweet voice.

"You must be very happy..."

The woman's lips were slightly raised, and her face showed a look of sweetness and happiness.

However, the sweet and intoxicating smile on this woman's face soon turned into twisted jealousy.

The woman's gaze moved coldly to the face of another woman on the phone screen.

"Peg..." The woman's red lips opened slightly, and the words coming out of her mouth were no longer as sweet as before, but full of coldness.

"Hello, I've heard of you for a long time."

Looking at the tightly held palms of Pei Ge and Ji Ziming on the phone screen, the woman bit her lower lip angrily.

"He's mine! Now that I'm back, you can leave..." The woman stared at Pei Ge in the photo word by word and said coldly.

Taking one last look at the two people holding each other in the photo, the woman slammed her phone to the ground.

"Pa~!"

In an instant, this fashionable, beautiful, and very expensive mobile phone was smashed to pieces, torn into pieces, and is no longer usable.

The woman took a cocktail on the table and drank it in one gulp.

"I, Qiao Jingyun, am back! This time, I will take everything that belongs to me!"

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"This, this, this, wrap them all up for me."

Pei Ge watched Ji Ziming follow her into a luxury store and chose several sets of clothes for her without blinking.

"Okay, sir."

The shopping guide looked at Ji Ziming's heroic appearance and said,

With very nimble hands and feet, he helped Ji Ziming hold the clothes he had just chosen.

Pei Ge came back to her senses after seeing the shopping guide go get the appropriate size for her.

"You're really quick at picking out clothes. I haven't even looked at them yet."

Logically speaking, shouldn't she be the one to do things like go shopping and pick out clothes? Why did Ji Ziming steal her business?

"You look good in anything you wear."

Ji Ziming saw Pei Ge pouting and complaining a little, so he said softly to Pei Ge.

"Tch~! Then I have to choose. After all, I have also taken a fashion course, and I can be considered a person with fashion taste." Pei Ge rolled his eyes at Ji Ziming and muttered angrily.

However, Pei Ge's mutterings quickly turned into surprise.

She watched the shopping guide take out the clothes Ji Ziming had selected and place them one by one in front of her eyes. Pei Ge didn't know why, but he suddenly wanted to laugh.

Pei Ge turned his head and looked at Ji Ziming who was standing beside her.

When she looked at the calm look on Ji Ziming's face, she couldn't hold back her laughter anymore.

"Pfft~! Haha~"

Amidst Pei Ge's laughter, Ji Ziming's earlobes were gradually dyed a light pink color.

"Do not laugh."

"No, I still want to laugh~"

The reason why Pei Ge smiled so heartily was not for any other reason.

But——

The clothes Ji Ziming picked for her were all from the collar to the neck.

Although it is cold and deep in winter, heating is available everywhere, especially for people like Ji Ziming who sit in warm cars and houses when they go out.

I really don’t wear thick clothes in winter.

Basically, people in their circle wear a base layer and a jacket outside.

And this is only what you wear when you are outdoors.

If it were indoors, the outer coat would have been taken off long ago.

Therefore, the base layer here is often very beautiful, just like spring and summer clothing.

Ever since, when Pei Ge looked at the conservative clothes that Ji Ziming picked for her, how could he not know what purpose Ji Ziming had when he picked out clothes for her~

In the end, Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming's somewhat uneasy face and did not tease him in any way. Instead, he agreed with Ji Ziming's vision and bought all the clothes.

After the two of them finished buying Pei Ge's clothes, Ji Ziming took Pei Ge to other stores.

After buying everything Pei Ge was wearing, Ji Ziming took Pei Ge to buy some things belonging to Zhang Manhua and Ji's father Ji's father.

So, the two people who came empty-handed returned with a full load and left in the envious eyes of countless passers-by.

Ji Ziming put everything in the car and sat in the driver's seat. After fastening Pei Ge's seat belt thoughtfully, he asked Pei Ge softly.

"What do you want for dinner?"

In fact, Ji Ziming wanted to take Pei Ge to the garden house where they lived together to have a New Year's Eve dinner just for the two of them.

But it was a pity that Pei Ge rejected him before he could express what he was thinking.

"Ziming, you know, in our family, my mother is the only one at home. I must go back to eat." Pei Ge smiled at Ji Ziming and said softly.

"Yes." Ji Ziming said softly, and then he realized that they were the only two people in the Pei Ge family.

"You, don't run away. Auntie and uncle must be waiting for you at home. Okay, you can take me back~! Tomorrow, tomorrow we will have dinner together~"

Pei Ge smiled and put his palm on the back of Ji Ziming's hand, shaking it gently.

"good."

After hearing what Pei Ge said, Ji Ziming stopped talking and stepped on the accelerator, driving Pei Ge towards her community.

Soon, Ji Ziming took Pei Ge back to the downstairs of the community.

After carrying those large and small bags to Pei Ge's home, Ji Ziming chatted with Zhang Manhua and Pei Ge for a while, then drove the car and left the somewhat old community.

Ji Ziming, who was driving alone in the car without Pei Ge, always felt a little empty in his heart.

At this moment, his cell phone suddenly rang again.

After Ji Ziming glanced coldly at the caller ID on the phone screen, his brows moved slightly, and finally he answered the call and turned on the Bluetooth headset.

"Hello."

"Ziming, I haven't eaten yet. I'm so hungry, why don't you come~"

Listening to the sweet voice coming from the phone, Ji Ziming pursed his lips and said lightly: "Jingyun, stop making trouble."

"I'm not making trouble, Ji Ziming, do you dislike me or hate me..."