Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

"Knock knock knock!"

Ji Ziming stood at the door of a brown-red wooden door and knocked calmly.

"Come in." After a while, a deep and powerful male voice came from inside.

"Pa~!" Ji Ziming opened the mahogany door and slowly walked into the room.

This room is a study room. The decoration color of the room is mainly black, and the furniture is all made of fine agarwood. As long as you are knowledgeable, you can smell it without looking, just by smelling it. The furniture in this room is all made of fine agarwood.

"Dad." When he walked into the study, Ji Ziming saw his father, sitting on the reception chair in the corner of the study. There was freshly brewed tea on the wooden coffee table next to the chair.

"Sit." The middle-aged man sitting on the wooden chair looks very similar to Ji Ziming, except that Ji Ziming's facial lines are smoother and his temperament is cooler, while Ji Ziming's father, Ji Chengtian, looks cooler. Be serious.

Others are quite similar, and you can tell at a glance that they are father and son.

Listening to Ji Chengtian's words, Ji Ziming sat on the wooden chair next to Ji Chengtian with a calm expression, and calmly picked up another steaming purple clay teacup on the coffee table.

The faint scent of tea is mixed with the faint scent of agarwood, giving it an indescribable and unique elegance.

In addition, the two men drinking tea have extraordinary faces and elegant manners, adding a bit of elegance.

Neither Ji Ziming nor Ji Chengtian are talkative people, so since Ji Ziming came in, the father and son have not really communicated with each other, and they just sipped tea quietly.

One cup, two cups, three cups... Gradually, the temperature of the hot tea dropped slightly, but neither of them spoke, as if they were competing.

Ji Chengtian, who had been drinking tea calmly since Ji Ziming came in, looked at Ji Chengtian sitting next to him, quietly sipping tea, looking more mature than himself, he frowned, and moved the purple sand in his hand with a heavy movement. The tea cup was placed on the wooden coffee table.

The sound of "Pa~!" did not make Ji Ziming react in any way. He didn't even blink, and he was still sipping the tea in such an elegant manner.

"I have arranged a blind date for you." Ji Chengtian picked up the Fairy Cup with a nonchalant look, poured a cup of tea into the small purple sand cup, and said in a deep voice without looking at Ji Ziming.

Just after Ji Chengtian finished speaking, Ji Ziming's fingers holding the tea cup paused slightly, and his eyes seemed cold.

"She is your Uncle Ji's little daughter. She just returned from studying abroad..."

Before Ji Chengtian finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ji Ziming.

"Not interested." Ji Ziming slowly put down the teacup in his hand and said with a very indifferent expression.

"Hmph! Then what are you interested in?" Ji Chengtian looked at Ji Ziming with cold eyes and said coldly. There seemed to be some anger in his voice.

But Ji Chengtian's anger obviously did not scare Ji Ziming. The look on his face was calm and there was no reaction.

"You are not young anymore! There is a limit to my tolerance!" Seeing Ji Ziming's calm and silent look, Ji Chengtian became more and more angry.

The air was instantly filled with a frightening pressure.

"I don't need you to intervene in my affairs yet." Ji Ziming felt the pressure that Ji Chengtian was sending towards him, but he didn't even move his brows. His expression was indifferent and he poured himself another cup of tea in an elegant manner. .

Looking at his son's calm and calm appearance even under the pressure he deliberately exerted, Ji Chengtian was actually a little happy in his heart, but both father and son had the same problem, that is, they were awkward and stubborn.

"I have already discussed this matter with your Uncle Ji." Ji Chengtian snorted coldly and said to himself.

"Then you can go alone."

"you!"

The atmosphere in the study gradually became tense and tense.

Seeing that the atmosphere between father and son was getting more and more uncomfortable, suddenly, a soft female voice came from outside the study door.

"My dear, are you hungry? I made some tea for you and Mingming."

Mother Ji walked in from outside the study, holding a plate of exquisite and beautiful refreshments in her hand.

These two men, really, when they met, they were either cold-faced and silent, or they were talking seriously about work matters.

Otherwise, it’s a dispute about whether you put air-conditioning on you or I put air-conditioning on me.

Alas, she is both a wife and a mother, so she is really tired!

She is really the best wife and mother in the world~~~~

Seeing the intoxicated expression on Ji's mother's face, the father and son of the Ji family stopped cooking in an instant, and the air-conditioning around them suddenly disappeared.

"Husband, so do you. Our son is so outstanding, why does he need to go on a blind date~" Ji's mother put the tea on the wooden coffee table with a smile, and said to Ji Chengtian coquettishly.

"I..." Ji Chengtian looked at Ji's mother looking at him with an angry look. He who had been looking at Ji Ziming so seriously and coldly just now was instantly stuck.

As if he was a different person, he muttered softly: "Lao Ji didn't mention this to me first."

The head of the Ji family, Ji Ziming's father, Ji Chengtian, if you want to say what his biggest weakness is, it is...'fear' of his wife.

Ji Chengtian, who has always been cold-blooded and ruthless outside, always stern and merciless even towards his own son, is cautious when facing his wife.

I'm afraid that if I'm not careful, my stern face will scare my wife.

"You agreed when he mentioned it." Ji's mother looked at her husband and said with a smile, "Is this the youngest daughter of the Ji family so outstanding?"

"Aqian, you forgot, you have met the little daughter of the old Ji family." Ji Chengtian coughed slightly, and when he looked at Ji's mother, his face softened.

"Oh? I've seen it before? Why don't I have any memory in my head? I only remember that the eldest daughter of the old Ji family didn't love men but loved women. I really have no memory of what this little girl is like." Ji's mother thought seriously for a long time, but she didn't even remember who this little daughter of the Ji family was.

"That's the little girl who clamored to be Ziming's bride." Ji Chengtian reminded him when he saw that his wife couldn't remember.

"Oh! I remembered! It was that little chubby girl! Haha~ Time flies so fast! In the blink of an eye, the crying chubby girl back then has started dating!" Listening to Ji Chengtian's words, Ji's mother immediately thought of it and said with a laugh.

"But if it's this little chubby girl, son, it would be nice for you to meet her!"

Listening to what Ji's mother said about a chubby girl, for some reason, the figure of Pei Ge appeared in Ji Ziming's mind...