Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

“Ah!”

She, who was excitedly pulling his hands in her happiness, suddenly pushed him aside.

Screeching in surprise, she turned to look at the man.

Alas, before she could take in his heavenly features, the man quickly turned around and, as if fleeing from something, took large strides out of the room.

Aye? What’s wrong with this annoying fellow?

Watching the figure leave somewhat frantically, she mumbled, “What is this annoying fellow up to again…”

Anyway… Forget it! I’ve already gotten his permission to return to work! Who cares what’s wrong with him?! He he!

She put his odd behavior at the back of her mind and excitedly jumped around her bedroom.

While she was celebrating her upcoming return to the company and to her colleagues, the man was already back in his room in a trance and with aflame cheeks.

Inside his room, he raised the palms she had held and somehow felt heat radiate from them so much so that it warmed his heart, too.

“That d*mn woman, how could she…” How could she grab a man’s hand just like that?!

He knew that she had only grabbed his hand affectionately on reflex and not because… she loved him.

Does that d*mn woman grab anyone’s hands when she’s excited? That’s a really bad habit!

If anyone were to know that the great CEO Ji, who usually made firm and fast decisions, was currently feeling conflicted over such an issue, they would probably be so shocked their eyeballs would fall out of their sockets.

I must properly look after that stupid woman from here on!

He, thus, put an end to his internal struggle with such a thought in mind.

In the future, he would truly exercise this decision thoroughly…

Pei Ge, who finally got over her excitement, exited her room and promptly smelled the aroma of cooked dishes billowing from the first floor.

“Wah! What is that smell? It’s so nice!” She sucked in a deep breath as her stomach grumbled.

Making her way down, she regarded the man serving out dishes on the dining table in shock.

“You… what are you doing?” she asked. She had never pegged him as the type to… serve dishes himself! This was certainly unexpected!

A flustered look flashed past his face, which he quickly hid before he turned to look at her.

“I’m hungry; let’s eat.”

Why is this d*mn, stupid woman down so early! Luckily, she didn’t see anything else she shouldn’t.

She thought that his words made a lot of sense.

That’s right. This annoying fellow just landed, so he must be tired and hungry now.

“Where did these dishes come from?” As she curiously eyed the exquisite dishes on the table, she could not help but let out a gulp.

I haven’t had dinner yet as well. I’m also a little hungry.

“I had someone cook this.” He coolly glanced at her before calmly taking his seat. “Go to the kitchen and serve the remaining dishes.”

“Why should I?!” she reflexively demanded.

“Why should you?” He peered at her coolly. “If you want to join me, then go serve the dishes.”

She deflated with such a statement from him and decided not to argue with him anymore.

“I’ll go; I’ll go! I’ll go serve the dishes!”

You must be kidding me! It’s just serving the dishes! That’s nothing if I can mooch off him for this meal!

The man stared at her back as she obediently went to the kitchen and his lips lifted into a light smile.

Of course, by the time she returned with the dishes in hand, the smile had already disappeared from his lips.

“Serve me a bowl of soup.” He sat in a chair and, much like the young master that he was, gave her this order.

“…” Her lips twitched at that. Still, peering at this table of delectable food, she could only murmur inside, I’ll bear with it!

Once she was done serving this young master, she finally had a chance to taste this delectable food.

She first took a sip of the soup and then a bite of the sweet and sour pork. The taste made her narrow her eyes in bliss.

What she did not notice was that the man was taking in the look of bliss and relish on her face.

“Mmm… I haven’t eaten this chef’s dishes in a long time!” She gave that happy exclamation after swallowing that mouthful of sweet and sour pork.

The man’s lips curled up slightly at this, seemingly very happy.

“What chef?” He coughed lightly and used his hand to hide the upturn curve of his lips.

“That is… Aiya! It’s that chef who used to cook our lunch at Bauhinia Court!” She regarded her with a look that said, ‘You’re so stupid. You don’t even recognize this taste.’

“Oh.” When she accurately pointed that out, his upturned lips further rose.

“Still, it’s pretty strange. After you went overseas, that chef stopped cooking lunch at Bauhinia Court, too,” she casually muttered.

“Is that so.” He only nodded slightly, as if it were unrelated to him.

“Ha ha. Anyway, this chef’s craft has really improved! I feel quite honored to have witnessed this chef’s growth!” She did not pay any heed to his attitude as she happily talked about this.

“Honestly speaking, Ziming, I really want to meet this chef. I find that person’s dishes more and more to my liking!”

Slightly stunned at this, his ears turned a light shade of red.

“Oh.”

It was unknown if she was hallucinating, but she sensed shyness in his voice.

Just as she wanted to confirm this, he got up from his seat.

“I’m full.”

He then left the dining room and made his way upstairs without a backward glance.

She could only blink in confusion at that.

Why does that annoying fellow seem to be running away? I don’t recall saying much…

Forget it! Who cares about him? Let’s eat; let’s eat! I really love this chef’s cooking!