Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

"Okay, I'll call and ask."

With that, Gu Zhengrong walked out with his mobile phone.

After watching Gu Zhengrong leave, Pei Ge gave Tang Xiaoyu a funny look.

"You, really make your boyfriend call you. In fact, chicken soup, I just simmer it, there is no need to invite people."

Tang Xiaoyu and Gu Zhengrong were already in trouble, and Pei Ge was still a little embarrassed in his heart.

Although speaking, Tang Xiaoyu is her friend from childhood to big, but there is still an outsider in the end.

"Gege, if you say this, you're not authentic! Who is going to talk to who we are! You, take care of our bodies at home and give birth to your children!"

Listening to Peig, Tang Xiaoyu rolled her eyes directly at her.

"Well, but I have to tell Teacher William first."

Tang Xiaoyu's words made Peige's heart warm only. She was originally distressed because of those bad things, and she was sad for a long time.

Perhaps it is also because of the reason that he arrived in New York from Beijing. Although Peig has a lot of anxiety in his heart, more of it is ... a yearning for new students.

"Okay, wait, I'll get you a mobile phone."

With that said, Tang Xiaoyu quickly ran out.

Looking at Tang Xiaoyu's hurried departure, Pei Ge's face was softly smiling.

"Baby, you need to cheer. Mom, will cheer with you ..."

...

"Cyril, you are here."

Classical and retro decoration, brown wood furniture, everything looks so elegant and rich.

Entering this room, as if you were in a medieval castle, people can't help but think of the term aristocratic gentleman.

Cyril looked at the man sitting on the brown leather retro sofa and looked at the book, but he couldn't help but sigh.

Obviously, his employer is a half-breed who is not obvious. If you don't look carefully, it is obviously an authentic Chinese.

However, whenever he saw his employer, he would forget his identity as an Asian.

He is regarded as a very elegant and noble English nobleman in the Middle Ages.

Of course, this gentleman, it seems, was not born in England.

"Mr. Egger."

Cyril walked to the man's side, looking at the man with his head down, looking at the Greek, he raised his eyebrows slightly.

"I wonder when Mr. Egger was so interested in Greek?"

"Oh, but just look around."

With that said, the man put down the book in his hand, as if it were very casual, he lazily tilted Erlang's legs.

"Just returned from Gu Zhengrong?"

"Yep."

"His girlfriend is sick?"

Although the man's words are interrogative, Cyril can still hear them, but this is just a casual question from the man.

"No, not Mr. Gu's girlfriend. The sick woman seems to be Mr. Gu's girlfriend's friend."

"Oh? Gu Zhengrong, really love his girlfriend."

The man seemed to think of something, raised his eyebrows, with some ridicule in his voice.

"I think Gu Zhengrong cares too much about Miss Pei."

"Miss Pei ..."

When Cyril talked about the surname Pei, the man who didn't even care about this thing suddenly frowned, and his eyes glowing secretly with blue light looked straight at Cyril past.

"That woman whose surname is Pei?"

"Yep."

"Then what is her name?"

Seeing the man's eagerness, Cyril raised his eyebrows in confusion.

"Not asked."

"Then what does she look like? Is she tall and thin and beautiful?"

"Um ... that Miss Pei, it doesn't seem to be tall or thin. From a medical point of view, her weight seems a bit fat."

Cyril looked at the man with an inexplicable expression, "And, our foreigners' aesthetics have always been different from those of you Chinese. In my eyes, this Miss Pei looks pretty .Although it may seem that the weight is a bit overweight, but I think the flesh is cute. "

"... oh." Not her.

Listening to Cyril's description, the look on the man's face suddenly dimmed.

It ’s just that it ’s a surname, why ... so excited ...

How could she be in New York now ...

Seeing the disappointed look of the man, Cyril inexplicably paid more attention to the patient named Pei.

"Mr. Egger, then I still need to go to Mr. Gu's side to see his friend?"

In fact, he still has a good opinion of this Miss Pei.

Because, in her body, he saw a strong maternal love.

This maternal love touched him.

If he could, he still wanted to continue to take charge of the body of Miss Pei.

"OK fine."

After getting the man's approval, Cyril was inexplicably relieved.

As if afraid of the man's repentance, Cyril stopped talking to the man about Peig and Gu Zhengrong, but asked what the man asked him to do.

...

--Capital of China--

"I want to see Ji Ziming! You let me in! I want to see your Ji President!"

"Sorry, this lady, you can't go in."

"Let me go in! If I can't see Ji Ziming, my mother will go to jail!"

"Sorry, Miss Pei, we really can't let you in."

Looking at the farce at the door of the Ji Group, no one dared to stay and watch the bustle.

They didn't seem to see the woman standing in the hall crying, looking at the front, not looking at the woman, and concentrated on their own affairs.

"Let me go! Let me go! Ah ~~~!"

After seeing the woman thrown out by the security guard, there was still a curious young girl who talked quietly.

"Who was that woman just now?"

"It seems to be our cousin of our former fiancee ..."

"I heard that our fiancée Ji Ji, after the derailment was exposed, he left us missing."

"Cut! How is it possible! It's clearly that our CEO Ji dumped that shameless woman!"

"Really? I think so too. That woman is not worthy of our season manager ..."

The two young female employees were whispering and scolding Pegg at all costs. Soon, they felt that the air around them seemed to be a little bit cold.

"Hiss ~ It's so cold."

"Yeah ... ah--!"

The two female staff members rubbed their arms, and suddenly raised their heads, they saw a tall, tall figure standing behind them, looking at them expressionlessly.

"Season, season total ?!"

"Notify the personnel department to expel these two people."