Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

“Do you—” Like me?

With a serious expression, she opened her mouth to voice out her question.

Who knew…

“Oh, no! What are you two arguing about again?!”

Suddenly, the stylist appeared before the pair, cutting her question short.

With the interruption, the courage that she had gathered to clarify things with the man faded instantly.

Now that she was clear-headed again, she no longer had her courage just then and swallowed back the words she was about to say.

Looking at the stylist who had suddenly appeared in the room, the man knitted his brows.

It was as if he did not want to see the makeup artist, who had shattered his alone time with her by barging into the room.

“Mr. Ji, don’t think of this dress as revealing! How is it revealing? In any case, our Ge Ge looks so good in it; she’ll definitely be the center of attention at the event, and it’ll make you look good, too,” Lily said, smiling in his attempt to please the man.

He had been eavesdropping outside the door earlier, so he knew exactly what the two were arguing about.

Although this clueless woman did not get what the CEO was upset about, as an experienced stylist, he of course knew that the man was feeling jealous!

This time, though, his jealousy was not justified.

Ha ha! It’s actually fun to watch the relationship between these two, one with a low EQ and the other dense. It’s so entertaining!

“Hmph! Change it!” he ordered without a second thought, scoffing.

This stupid woman was his. Why should he let other men see her pretty side? That ought to be for his eyes alone!

Seeing how a certain man was acting, the stylist was naturally made a little unhappy.

Her get-up took him a lot of effort to conceptualize.

Not mentioning the makeup that could rival plastic surgery, just acquiring this dress took a lot of money and connections.

As he had decided on her as the best pick for the dress a while back, he even had the dress altered to fit her.

While he was managing a fashion salon for a living, he was an artist, a stylist, first and foremost.

Just like how fashion designers had their models as muses, a stylist like him had one, too!

The muse and model for his design was this woman called Pei Ge.

Initially, he had indeed bonded with this simple woman for certain reasons.

However, having styled this, plain woman a few times, to his surprise he found himself making a breakthrough in his passion.

Every time he saw certain apparels, her image would appear in his head, and he would subconsciously begin to ‘style’ her in his mind.

This was when he realized that this mundane-looking woman was actually his muse for design.

This… was such a rare opportunity!

“Mr. Ji, this look is something I’ve designed with Ge Ge in mind. Except this, I don’t think any of the other dresses are a good fit for her tonight!”

Lily, who was usually rather ladylike, had a rare moment of grit, especially in front of this man whom he was trying to butter up.

His delicate face was full of resolve, and his usually effeminate side was nowhere to be seen. In fact, he even looked a little… dashing?

Pei Ge, who was feeling conflicted over the issue with the man, suddenly froze when she saw the stylist’s manly side.

What is wrong with this Lily?

“I said change it,” the man insisted coldly, narrowing his piercing eyes at the stylist.

“No! Since I’m Ge Ge’s stylist, I must be responsible for her image!” The makeup artist was unwavering in his stance.

Pei Ge watched the two men enter an impasse. Seeing the stylist’s professionalism and his resolve to go against the man’s will for his craft, her heart began to lean toward him.

Furthermore, she was still upset with the man’s comment about her ‘seducing people’, so she struggled free from his grasp and opened her mouth to speak certain words.

“I’m not changing. I’m wearing this dress to the party tonight!” she said aloud, looking up at him with unwavering gaze.

“Since I’m the one wearing it, what I want to wear is my business; you stay out of it.”

The moment she spoke up, his face turned even darker than before!

“Pei Ge!” He did not expect her to side with someone else.

This feeling made him very uncomfortable. Very uncomfortable!

“He he! Mr. Ji, see? Even Ge Ge is saying this. You can’t be a dictator!” Seeing that she had actually stood up for him, the stylist’s face broke out into a wide smile.

At once, he reverted to his ladylike demeanor.

“Mr. Ji, how about a compromise?” Grinning at the man, he tried buttering up to him again.

The man, who was peeved by her act of siding with the someone else, merely scoffed at the stylist.

When the man did not say anything else, this makeup artist of course did not feel unhappy. Instead, he winked at the pair and said, “I’ll go get a cardigan.”

With that, he left the two staring at each other in the room.

“Pei Ge, you have some guts, huh. You dared go against my words; did you forget about the rules?” He narrowed his eyes at her.

She pursed her lips after hearing his words.

Contract. Contract again!

“I didn’t forget, but I’ve got rights, too! If I listen to every word you say, then won’t I be just a puppet! Besides, what I want to wear is my business! You, young master, seem to be crossing the line!” She glared at him intently.

Having been taunted by her as such, his temper rose fast.

“Pei Ge! You! Very good!”

“Yup! I am! Very! Good!” She smiled sweetly at him.

Hmph! This annoying fellow is so annoying! Refusing to let me wear this dress today, I will wear this dress today, then! Hmph! I shall make you so mad you drop dead!

Therefore, when the stylist re-entered the room, he saw the pair arguing with each other like fighting cocks.

“I’ve brought the shawl!” He happily walked over to the two.

“I won’t use it!”

“Give it to me!”

The two were in sync when they faced him and even spoke simultaneously.

Alas… when the man saw the shawl the stylist had brought for her, he changed his mind.