Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

? After discussing with the hospital the whereabouts of the five hundred thousand, Pei Ge received a guarantee from the hospital that the five hundred thousand would be used to treat another patient with the same name as his mother. Pei Ge then Just left the hospital.

After walking out of the hospital, Pei Ge felt that her whole body was very light, as if all the turbid air in her chest had been released, making her feel smooth and relaxed.

Looking up and looking at the white clouds floating in the blue sky, Pei Ge couldn't help but burst into a bright smile.

"That's great~"

Dad~ Mom and I are both healthy! You don’t have to worry about me and mom in heaven~

With a smile on his face, Pei Ge silently murmured to his father in his heart.

Just when Pei Ge was looking at the blue sky and white clouds, the mobile phone in her bag suddenly rang.

Pei Ge came out of his thoughts and took out the mobile phone in his bag.

When she saw these three words "nuisance" written on the screen of her mobile phone, her originally relaxed and comfortable mood suddenly disappeared.

This annoying guy, why are you calling me at this time?

In doubt, Pei Ge answered the phone.

"Hey, Mr. Ji."

"...Ziming." Ji Ziming's cold and deep voice came from the phone.

"Ah, Zi Ming, are you okay?" Pei Ge changed his name in a good-natured way and asked softly.

"You go to Lily's place now." Ji Ziming said to Pei Ge coldly.

"Ah? Go to Lily's place? Why?" Pei Ge asked doubtfully.

"We're going to a dinner party tonight, did you forget?" Ji Ziming explained with some displeasure.

"I haven't forgotten..." As soon as Pei Ge finished speaking, he suddenly understood what Ji Ziming meant.

This annoying guy asked her to go to Lily's place for styling. Just say this directly.

Pei Ge muttered in his heart.

"I understand, Ziming, I'm going to Lily's place for styling now.

Pei Ge said into the phone.

"Well, where are you now? I'll have someone pick you up." Ji Ziming hummed lightly and said coldly.

"No, no need. I know where that fashion salon is, I can just go there myself." After saying that, Pei Ge hung up the phone, stopped a car, and got in.

The man on the other end of the phone felt bad after hearing a busy signal coming from his cell phone.

"Beep! Beep! Beep!..." Listening to the beeping sound, Ji Ziming's brows suddenly knitted together tightly.

This damn stupid woman! He didn't even hang up the phone, but she dared to hang up on him!

…

"Miss, we're here."

After Pei Ge paid the fare, he got out of the taxi.

Looking up and looking at the gorgeous door sign, Pei Ge walked in with a smile on his face.

Because she had been here several times, and always came with Ji Ziming, the two beautiful guests at the door immediately recognized Pei Ge.

"Miss Pei, didn't you come with Mr. Ji today?"

"Miss Pei, our sister Lily has been waiting for you for a long time~"

Pei Ge was really flattered when she saw the two welcoming guests standing next to her smiling and holding her arms as they entered the store.

After following the two lovely reception ladies, Pei Ge quickly walked to the room where Lily had dressed and styled her twice before.

The layout of the room is the same as before, and there are no major changes. At most, there are some changes in the clothes and shoes in the room.

"Ge Ge, you're here." Lily, who was sitting in the modern styling room, saw Pei Ge walking in from the door and stood up from the chair looking very happy.

But when he saw Pei Ge's clothes clearly, he immediately frowned.

"What kind of look are you wearing? Why do I send you text messages every day to talk about fashion!" Lily walked up to Pei Ge and looked at Pei Ge with an expression of hatred.

Pege looked at Lily's indignant look and pursed her lips in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, Lily."

Speaking of which, Lily seems to really like her. No matter how busy I am every day, I will take the time to send her a text message and teach her some tips on styling and fashion.

But some time ago, because Zhang Manhua was ill, she really didn't read the text messages Lily sent her for a long time.

"Pege, if you had said earlier that you were not interested in this aspect, I wouldn't have sent you those boring things every day." Lily said a little unhappy after hearing Pege's apology.

I think Lily is such a high-status fashionista in this fashion circle. When others see him, they have to call him teacher.

How many people want to be his apprentice and learn knowledge about styling design and clothing matching from him.

But this Pei Ge is good. He taught her painstakingly and sincerely, but she didn't take him seriously at all. How could he not be angry!

Seeing Lily's angry look, Pei Ge explained apologetically: "Lily, I'm sorry, I really didn't mean it. It's just that my mother was sick some time ago, and I didn't have time to read the things you sent me... …”

After listening to Pei Ge's explanation, Lily finally felt better.

"Hmph!" Lily glanced at Pei Ge and snorted softly.

"Lily, I'm sorry, I was wrong. Don't be angry. From today on, I will definitely study hard what you gave me!" Pei pulled Lily's sleeve and said flatteringly.

Pei Ge was not the kind of heartless person. She knew that Lily was really serious about teaching her, so she sincerely begged Lily for forgiveness.

"Well, since you apologize so sincerely, then I will forgive you." Lily hooked Lanhua's finger and gently tapped Pei Ge's forehead.

After hearing Lily's words, Pei Ge immediately raised the corners of his lips and smiled happily.

However, the smile on her face had not lasted long before she heard Lily speak again.

"But, if you want me to forgive you... you have to have conditions~" Lily raised an eyebrow at Pei Ge and said cunningly.

"Ah? Conditions? What conditions?" Pei Ge blinked and suddenly had an ominous premonition in his heart.

"Well...of course..." Lily smiled cunningly at Pei Ge.

Pei Ge looked at the smile on Lily's face and immediately took a few steps back.

"Today, you have to be my model obediently. You have to accept unconditionally whatever style I give you!"