Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

And when Dr. Yue put on his glasses, looked at Pei Ge's fingers seriously, and started to examine them, he was speechless.

Because the wound on the middle finger of Pei Ge's hand was not very deep or very large, the blood had stopped flowing for a long time.

Therefore, when Dr. Yue saw Pei Ge's injured but not bleeding finger, he felt bad.

"...Mr. Ji, besides this wound, are there any other injuries?" Dr. Yue stared at Pei Ge's fingers for a while before speaking out again.

"No more." Ji Ziming shook his head and said lightly.

"..." The corners of Dr. Yue's mouth seemed to twitch faintly.

Pei Ge was completely speechless as he listened to the conversation between Ji Ziming and Dr. Yue!

Seeing Dr. Yue's meaningful eyes, Pei Ge's whole body felt bad.

Hey Hey hey! Doctor Yue, what’s that look in your eyes! It's not like she forced this annoying guy to call the doctor, he insisted on calling the doctor himself, and she couldn't stop him at all! Dr. Yue! Don't think too much!

Dr. Yue looked at Ji Ziming and then at Pei Ge. The doctor, who was about the same age as Ji Ziming's father, suddenly felt funny in his heart.

He had never seen Ji Ziming look so nervous on a person, and most importantly, she was a woman!

Is this a love affair? Otherwise, with such a small wound, he shouldn't be so nervous.

"Dr. Yue, is her hand okay?" Ji Ziming said to Dr. Yue in a cold voice, as if he didn't seem to care much about Pei Ge.

However, just looking at Ji Ziming's appearance of calling a doctor because Pei Ge injured one of his fingers, it is not very credible to say that he is not nervous or doesn't care!

However, a certain dull woman didn't notice it.

"It's okay, it's just some broken skin. Just disinfect and bandage the wound," Dr. Yue said to Ji Ziming with a smile.

"Look, I told you that my hand is fine, it's just a little bit of skin breakage." After hearing that Dr. Yue's diagnosis was exactly the same as what she just said, Pei Ge instantly became proud.

Ji Ziming ignored Pei Ge's words.

He nodded to Dr. Yue and asked seriously: "Is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

"In the past few days, this young lady just needs to keep her hands away from water."

With that said, Dr. Yue opened the medical kit he carried with him and began to disinfect Pei Ge and bandage his fingers.

It was not a serious injury in the first place, so Pei Ge's wound was quickly bandaged.

"Okay." Dr. Yue said with a smile after wrapping Pei Ge's hand with a band-aid.

"Thank you, Doctor Yue. It's really troublesome." Pei Ge looked at his tightly bandaged fingers and thanked Doctor Yue with a smile.

"It's nothing." Doctor Yue smiled and closed his medical box, then said goodbye to Ji Ziming.

"That's nothing, Mr. Ji, I'll leave first."

"OK."

"Goodbye Dr. Yue~!"

After watching Dr. Yue leave the villa, Ji Ziming and Pei Ge were once again the only ones left in Nuo Da's villa.

"Um, Ziming, what should we have for lunch?" Pei Ge blinked and asked Pei Ge cautiously.

"...What do you want to eat?" Ji Ziming's mind was still on the fingers of Pei Ge's hand. Then he heard that Pei Ge, a foodie, jumped to the food again. For some reason, his heart , a feeling of powerlessness suddenly arose.

"I don't know, just eat whatever you want." Pei Ge shook his head and said softly.

After Pei Ge finished speaking, Pei Ge was surprised to find that Ji Ziming, who had always been very domineering and arbitrary, did not give her any answer immediately.

Looking at Ji Ziming who was silent as if fascinated, Pei Ge called Ji Ziming again.

"Ziming? What's wrong with you?"

If it were normal, wouldn't this annoying guy have answered her very domineeringly?

"...Let's go out to eat." Ji Ziming, who had been silent for a while, finally spoke.

"Oh." Pei Ge suddenly felt confused after hearing Ji Ziming's answer. Isn't it just a meal? As for being silent for so long?

However, Pei Ge didn't know that Ji Ziming, who had fallen into a mysterious silence just now, was thinking.

He just learned from Mr. He yesterday the sweet and sour pork that this stupid woman seems to like to eat. Do you want to be like her and eat it? Should we do it or not? Mr. He said that what he did seemed to be pretty good... So should he do it or not?

do it? Forget it, it’s better not to cook it... I can only cook this one dish. I can’t just eat this one dish for lunch...

And what if he makes a mistake and scares this woman away...

The above is what Ji Ziming was thinking about after being silent for a long time.

But in just less than two minutes, Ji Ziming had gone from cooking to not cooking to cooking. What if it doesn't taste good? What should Pei Ge do if he doesn't like it? Will he no longer be able to capture that stupid woman’s heart?

"Forget it, let's not go out and just eat here." Ji Ziming just stood up from the sofa, then changed his mind and sat back on the sofa.

"..." Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming and felt that Ji Ziming was really eccentric today. He usually spoke his mind, but now he seemed to be hesitating? It really surprised her.

"Oh, then I'll go cook now." Pei Ge nodded without any objection and stood up from the sofa.

But before she could stand up, she saw Ji Ziming frowning and holding her uninjured hand.

"I told you that you are not allowed to cook in the future. Besides, your hands must not touch water recently." Ji Ziming glared at Pei Ge with cold eyes and spoke in a very stern tone.

"...Then what should we have for lunch?" Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming who was sitting next to her with confusion, muttering in his heart. He didn't go out to eat, and he didn't let her cook. Could it be that Ji Ziming was a nuisance? Want to cook? Stop joking!

"I'll ask the chef to come over and cook." Ji Ziming glanced at Pei Ge and said coldly.

"……"OK! She really doesn't understand anything about the world of rich people.

"What do you want to eat? Chinese food or Western food?" Ji Ziming stared at Pei Ge. For some reason, Pei Ge always felt that Ji Ziming seemed a little nervous.

"Chinese food, just stir-fry a few random dishes, I won't pick~"

Listening to Pei Ge's answer, Ji Ziming gave a faint hum. Although there was no expression on his face, he was a little excited in his heart...