Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

Pei Ge, who was sitting in the taxi, looked at the messages on his phone and couldn't believe his eyes.

"Did you send it by mistake?" Pei Ge's first thought was that Ji Ziming must have sent this text message by mistake!

"Well, it must have been sent by mistake." Pei Ge nodded silently, and was about to ignore the text message and put his phone into his bag. Who knew, the other party sent another text message.

【why do not you answer me. 】

Pei Ge watched the other party send another text message, blinked his eyes in shock, and studied it over and over again for a long time before confirming it.

This number is indeed Ji Ziming's! And Ji Ziming probably didn’t send it wrong!

So she quickly replied to Ji Ziming.

[Ji, Mr. Ji, what do you mean? 】

As soon as Pei Ge sent this text message, she quickly received another text message from Ji Ziming.

[Tomorrow, you will cook all my three meals with your own hands. 】

"..." Pei Ge looked at this message and became speechless. The corner of his mouth twitched silently before replying to Ji Ziming.

[But I have to go to work tomorrow, so I may not have much time...]

[Well, you came to the hospital to take care of me before I was discharged from the hospital. 】

[But, I’m afraid this is against the rules. 】

Pei Ge politely refused, saying that compared to staying in the ward to take care of Ji Ziming all day, she still prefers to go to work!

[You are my secretary, there is nothing against the rules. 】

"...Fuck." Looking at Ji Ziming's reply, Pei Ge silently cursed into the phone.

[Tomorrow, you'd better not be late, otherwise your salary will be deducted. 】

Looking at another text message from Ji Ziming, Pei Ge could feel Ji Ziming's full sense of threat even through the phone screen.

【knew. 】

Pei Ge pouted weakly, and then relaxed after seeing that the other party finally came without sending a message.

"Really, I don't know why this annoying guy is so crazy." Pei Ge was really confused about Ji Ziming's back-and-forth and uncertain attitude.

The little bit of charm in my heart was unconsciously ignored by Pei Ge...

After returning home, Pei Ge didn't care to talk to his mother for a while. He went directly into the kitchen and began to rummage through the cabinets to find ingredients that could be used tomorrow morning.

"Gege, what are you looking for this time?" Zhang Manhua asked very puzzledly when he saw his daughter running to the kitchen as soon as she came back, looking through the cabinets and opening the refrigerator.

"I'm going to make breakfast for my sick friend tomorrow morning." Pei Ge answered Zhang Manhua's question while looking at the ingredients in the refrigerator.

"Ah? Are you going to make breakfast tomorrow morning? Will you be able to go to work in time?" Zhang Manhua frowned slightly and said questioningly.

Although my daughter is not the kind of person who likes to sleep in, if she wakes up in the morning to make breakfast, the time is really tight.

After all, the place where Pei Ge works is still quite far away from their home community.

"I'll do it tomorrow morning, and you can just bring it to your friend then." Zhang Manhua said with a smile.

Hearing Zhang Manhua's proposal, Pei Ge subconsciously refused.

"No, I have to do it myself."

Inexplicably, Pei Ge felt that Ji Ziming would definitely be able to tell whether it was breakfast made by him.

Seeing her daughter's appearance, Zhang Manhua couldn't help but become suspicious.

What kind of friend is her daughter's silent friend?

This still requires cooking in person. You know, she has never eaten the food her daughter has cooked several times.

Zhang Manhua suddenly asked a little jealously: "Gege, is your friend a boy or a girl? You care about him so much."

"Uh..." After listening to his mother's words, Pei Ge blinked. For a moment, he didn't know what to say to his mother.

However, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Pei Ge felt that it was better to tell her mother directly that she was a girl.

"Oh, it's a female colleague of mine." Pei Ge said with a smile.

"Really?" Zhang Manhua glanced at Pei Ge suspiciously, still a little confused in his heart.

Seeing Zhang Manhua's suspicious eyes, Pei Ge hurriedly changed the subject.

"Mom, what do you want to eat tomorrow morning? Porridge or noodles?" Pei Ge asked his mother with a smile.

"Well..." Zhang Manhua saw her daughter's expression of determined to cook. After thinking seriously for a while, she said, "Then let's eat porridge. Let's make your best preserved egg and lean meat porridge."

"Okay, let's have preserved egg and lean meat porridge and steamed dumplings tomorrow." Pei Ge happily decided what to make for tomorrow's breakfast. As for Ji Ziming's opinion? in spite of! She is the chef after all!

"You still want to make steamed dumplings? That's too troublesome! You have to go to work tomorrow!" Zhang Manhua hurriedly denied when she heard that her daughter still wanted to make steamed dumplings.

Where is she going to work tomorrow? She is obviously going to be a nurse. As the first task, breakfast must be completed successfully.

Pei Ge silently answered Zhang Manhua in his heart.

"I'll prepare the stuffing and noodles at night and wrap them up tomorrow morning. When cooking the porridge, just steam them in the pot." Pei Ge said very relaxedly.

Zhang Manhua listened to Pei Ge's words and couldn't help but mutter in her heart, what kind of friend is this? The treatment is so good.

Despite the complaints, Zhang Manhua still helped her daughter to make peace.

The mother and daughter, one making the noodles and the other mixing the meat filling, finished the meal while talking and laughing.

However, it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening.

"Mom, go to bed. I'll wash these things and then go to bed." After Pei Ge packed the things, he urged his mother to rest.

Zhang Manhua yawned, nodded and said, "You should go to bed early too."

"Yes, I understand." Pei Ge replied while washing the dishes.

After she cleaned everything up, she carefully placed the minced meat in the fresh-keeping layer of the refrigerator, then washed up and returned to her bedroom.

Maybe he was really tired, but just after lying on the bed, Pei Ge quickly fell into sleep.

The next day, Pei Ge got up an hour and a half earlier than usual. He didn't even brush his teeth and started hurriedly making breakfast.

After putting the porridge in the stew pot and cooking it, he quickly made small steamed dumplings.

Fortunately, although Pei Ge doesn't often sit down to eat, his hands are very flexible. Moreover, when I was in high school, I followed my mother to make dumplings and sell them, so I had already gained experience in making dumplings, so the dumplings I made were fast and beautiful.

When Zhang Manhua heard the noise and got up, Pei Ge's twenty or so steamed dumplings had already been wrapped and steamed.