Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

Chapter 201: At 0201 breakfast, I refused at first!

"You kid, why didn't you call me." Zhang Manhua said with some reproach after watching the porridge and steamed dumplings on the pot.

"Mom, don't tell me, I went to wash my face and brush my teeth. Please help me see the pot first."

"okay, I get it."

After handing over the breakfast prepared in the kitchen to Zhang Manhua, Pei quickly went to the bathroom to wash up, and then returned to his bedroom, putting on a more casual outfit.

After cleaning himself up and returning to the kitchen, the steamed dumplings and boiled preserved egg lean porridge on the pan are all ready to cook.

"Mom, have breakfast ~" Peig looked at the beautifully preserved lean egg porridge in the pot, and then at the crystal clear steamed dumplings. There was an indescribable pride in his heart.

Although she has not been cooking for many years, her craftsmanship has not changed!

I thought that the breakfast she cooked would be very enjoyable in the stalls outside.

After setting the breakfast on the table, Peig accompanied his mother's mother to eat a fairly rich breakfast, and then the rest was left. Ming brought the past.

Because the time was in a hurry, Peig was so painful that he stopped the taxi and rushed towards the Capital Hospital.

Unlike yesterday's anxious heart, today, after getting out of the taxi, looking at the price on the meter, Peig only felt that there was blood in her heart.

She couldn't help but want to ask President Ji Da, can the taxi fare be reimbursed? Tanima is expensive!

Holding a heat preservation box in his hand, although there is no Qin Qitong waiting for her at the elevator entrance of the VIP ward floor today.

However, she entered the VIP ward without appointment without any difficulty.

Opening the wooden door of the ward, Pei Ge walked into Ji Ziming's VIP ward, and those who were familiar with the car entered the ward.

In the morning, the bright and clear sunlight radiated from the transparent glass windows in the ward, and it warmly sprinkled on the man leaning on the bed.

He was coated with a warm golden light, which made the man who seemed indifferent and inaccessible to people instantly feel gentle and intimate.

The man was bathed elegantly and quietly in the sun, his long fingers holding the brown leather book, quietly reading the book.

This look looks noble and elegant. There is a lack of arrogance and a sense of harmlessness.

Looking at the appearance of Ji Ziming, Peige couldn't help but breathe a screen, and he didn't dare to disturb such a pair. The beautiful scene was like a painting.

However, Ji Ziming is Ji Jiming after all.

Even when he is quiet, he looks gentle, harmless, and elegant. He is also the cold and proud Ji Ziming after all.

"You are late, today's salary is gone." After watching Pei Ge come, Ji Ziming put down the book in his hand and gave Pei Ge a cold look, and said lightly.

After saying this, Peige was sober for a moment.

All of her beautiful feelings about Ji Ziming just disappeared. In a flash, Ji Ziming once again became a demon in Peggy's eyes.

"Where is late! It's not yet half past eight!" As soon as he heard the salary deduction, Pei Ge immediately fought for his own reason.

"I have to have breakfast before eight o'clock." Ji Ziming put on slippers and walked off the bed.

"... You didn't say it! Moreover, our house is a bit far from the hospital, and there is no direct bus. I still took a taxi in the morning. The fare alone cost me a few hundred. It ’s too much for you to deduct money for your breakfast. It ’s too much. ”Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming very wrongly. Is it easy for her to wake up for Ji Ziming this morning and cook? !

Peige said more and more angry, and simply complained to Ji Ziming directly.

"I went home last night and tossed breakfast for you. I did n’t get up at six o’clock this morning to make breakfast for you. Is it easy for me? I did n’t get a good night ’s sleep. You will be deducted from your salary ... "

As the saying goes, crying children have milk to drink.

Listening to Peige ’s words, Ji Ziming pursed her lips, and finally, she said lightly, “Okay, I wo n’t deduct your salary.”

"Really?" Peige, who had lowered his head and complained pitifully, immediately raised his head and blinked his eyes at Ji Ziming.

"Well." Ji Ziming looked at Pei Ge helplessly and nodded.

"Then ..." Peig blinked and said again, "Can I be reimbursed for the taxi fare I come to you every day?"

Ji Ziming looked at Pei Ge's little wealthy fan and felt a little funny in his heart, "Yes, reward."

After finishing talking, Peige thanked Ji Ziming happily. He saw Ji Ziming turn around and took out a golden card from the bedside table beside the bed.

"You can use this card." Ji Ziming handed the credit card to Peig and said indifferently.

"Ah? Why did you give me the card?" Peige was puzzled by the credit card Ji Ziming handed over. Didn't she just want to reimburse the fare?

"Reimbursement." Ji Ziming explained concisely.

Peig listened to Ji Ziming's words and shook his head quickly. He didn't accept the credit card that Ji Ziming handed to her.

"No, wait until the end of the month when the salary is paid, and give it to me together, no need to give me a card." Pei said with a smile.

It's too dangerous to swipe a credit card. Hold your hands.

Seeing Peig's resolutely not accepting credit cards, Ji Ziming frowned slightly, and felt a little unhappy in his heart.

Peige clearly felt the change in Ji Ziming's mood this time, and she quickly changed the subject.

"Ji, let's have breakfast, you must be hungry!"

With that said, Peggy moved his footsteps, walked to the square table in the room, put the insulation box on the square table, and opened the insulation box.

When the dish with steamed dumplings in the lunch box was taken out and placed on the square table, the steamed dumplings were still steaming with heat.

Looking at the small and lovely steamed dumplings, Pei Ge smiled, and put out a bowl of hot preserved egg lean meat porridge next to the steamed dumplings.

"I made some home-made breakfast casually, I don't know if it matches the taste of the season, you try it ~" After Pei Ge put all the tableware, he looked at Ji Ziming with a smile and said softly, but in that tone There is a slight tension.

Ji Ziming looked at the very simple breakfast on the square table, a bowl of porridge, a plate of steamed dumplings, and a small plate of things that seemed to be pickles. His brows could not help but scatter.

Three meals a day, even a simple diet like breakfast, Ji Ziming can eat very rich people, and now this is the first time to eat this breakfast with only two and a half plates.

Looking at such a simple breakfast, he refused, but when he looked at the expectant expression on Pegg's face, he still sat at the square table and picked up the chopsticks ...

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