Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

While Ji Ziming and Pei Ge stared at each other, Zhang Manhua quickly cooked up three new dishes.

"Peg, come in and serve the food~" After Zhang Manhua prepared dinner, he called Pei Ge in the kitchen.

"Oh, here it comes."

After Pei Ge, who was sitting in the living room, heard his mother's voice, he responded loudly and stood up from the sofa.

After Ji Ziming watched Pei Ge stand up, he also stood up from the sofa.

"What are you doing?" Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming inexplicably and glared at Ji Ziming in confusion.

"Help you serve the food." Ji Ziming said softly to Pei Ge.

After listening to Ji Ziming's words, Pei Ge shook his head in a funny way and refused: "Forget it, you'd better sit down. You, the eldest young master, look like someone who has never served food before. Don't be so clumsy. The food was spilled."

After listening to Pei Ge's words, President Ji immediately became unhappy!

Who says he has never served food before? Who said that! He is currently learning cooking from Mr. He, so he shouldn’t have to carry too many plates and pots!

How could he be so clumsy!

So, after Ji Ziming glanced at Pei Ge indifferently, he passed Pei Ge and walked towards the kitchen.

Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming's appearance, curled his lips speechlessly, and hurriedly chased after him.

"I'm telling you, young master, you really don't need to serve food."

But Ji Ziming, who was walking in front, completely ignored Pei Ge's words and walked calmly. Ji Ziming, who had long legs, walked into the kitchen in a few steps.

This small kitchen can only accommodate two people at most. After Ji Ziming came in, the kitchen instantly became crowded.

"Xiao Ji, why did you come in?" Zhang Manhua looked slightly startled when he saw Ji Ziming coming in, and then he rushed to Ji Ziming.

"Mom, this Young Master Ji is here to help you serve food." Pei Ge, who came in behind Ji Ziming, said to Zhang Manhua in a funny way.

Ji Ziming frowned slightly when he heard Pei Ge's name.

Zhang Manhua burst out laughing after listening to Pei Ge's words.

Looking at Ji Ziming, his eyes were very soft, "Just let Gege do the serving of food. Just go to the living room and sit and wait for the meal."

"I'll serve it." Ji Ziming pursed his lips slightly and said coldly.

Why can't he serve food? These two people look down on him so much.

Ji Ziming's competitive spirit suddenly rose.

Zhang Manhua looked at Ji Ziming's persistence, smiled, shook his head and said, "Okay then."

With that said, Zhang Manhua pointed to the two plates of food on the kitchen table and asked Ji Ziming to serve them.

Ji Ziming looked at Zhang Manhua's instructions and walked over without saying a word. He held a plate in each hand and turned around to leave.

"Gege, why don't you get out of the way and stop blocking Xiao Ji's way." Zhang Manhua looked at Ji Ziming walking steadily and nodded with satisfaction.

It's really not easy. As the president of a company, when you are a guest at someone else's house, you can actually put down your posture to serve food. He is really a good man and worthy of entrustment!

How did Pei Ge know that Ji Ziming was just serving a plate of food, and that her mother's psychology had so many twists and turns.

"oh."

After Pei Ge exited the kitchen, he stared at Ji Ziming.

It’s quite stylish!

Pei Ge smiled and muttered in her heart. Although she didn't understand why Ji Ziming was rushing to serve the food, she felt quite comfortable looking at Ji Ziming's appearance now.

After the hard work of the three of them, the dining table in the restaurant was soon filled with food.

"Xiao Ji, aunt didn't know you would come today, so there is no food at home. Auntie made these dishes casually, don't mind." Zhang Manhua looked at the young man and woman sitting opposite her with a smile. , the more I look at it, the more I feel that my daughter and Ji Ziming are really a perfect match.

Ji Ziming looked at the three dishes placed in front of him, which were obviously newly fried, and his expression softened slightly.

"It's nothing, these dishes are just right." Ji Ziming said to Zhang Manhua politely.

Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming's obedient appearance and suddenly realized that this annoying guy was very obedient every time he saw her mother. He was not at all so obedient when facing her. overbearing.

"Tch~" is really good at pretending.

Pei Ge silently complained in his heart.

"Okay, let's eat." Zhang Manhua picked up the chopsticks with a smile and motioned to Ji Ziming, who was sitting opposite her, to eat.

Ji Ziming nodded, then picked up the chopsticks in his hand and moved towards the plate of fried fungus and yam.

Seeing that Ji Ziming seemed to be very satisfied with his meal, Pei Ge couldn't help but feel a little confused.

Isn't this annoying guy very picky?

After wondering for a while, Pei Ge put the question behind her and started eating her dinner happily.

"Mom, the sweet potato porridge you made today is really delicious~ It's sweet and fragrant~" After Pei Ge drank two bowls of porridge, he started to eat other dishes.

Ji Ziming, who was sitting next to Pei Ge, saw that Pei Ge loved to drink sweet potato porridge so much. He silently made a note in his heart, and then slowly tasted the sweet potato porridge one bite at a time.

Well, it tastes really good.

Ji Ziming drank sweet potato porridge for the first time, so he drank a few more sips without thinking.

After finishing the dinner, Ji Ziming added a few of Pei Ge's favorite dishes to his information about Pei Ge.

And even Ji Ziming fell in love with the sweet potato porridge.

"Xiao Ji, is the food okay?" Zhang Manhua looked at Ji Ziming who was not picky about food at all, and his eyes narrowed in laughter.

"Well, it's delicious." Ji Ziming replied lightly, but you could tell that he was speaking sincerely.

"Haha~ Next time you come to aunt's house for dinner, you have to tell her in advance. Then, aunt will cook you my best dish." Zhang Manhua said with a smile.

Pei Ge sat aside, looking at his mother and Ji Ziming talking happily, and curled his lips silently.

"Okay, Mom, it's getting late. Mr. Ji has to go to work tomorrow. Please stop chatting with him. He's a very busy man, making millions every minute, so don't waste his time. ”

After listening to Pei Ge's words, Zhang Manhua suddenly glared at Pei Ge and said, "You kid, please speak up."

However, although Zhang Manhua scolded Pei Ge, he really realized that it was getting late, so he stopped chatting with Ji Ziming.

"Okay, Xiao Ji, it's getting late. You should go back early."

"Gege, please send Xiao Ji off."