Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

"You haven't suffered from insomnia for a long time. It may be that the weather has been a bit dry recently. It doesn't matter. I'll start preparing you some medicated porridge for toning and calming your mind. If you don't entertain tonight, you will let the secretary tell me. I'm ready. "Zhou Yu raised his eyebrows, which is what he is best at.

After listening to it, Ji Ziming froze for a moment, and looked at Zhou Yu's zealous face slightly, thinking of Shen Feng's escape at that time. He carried away the Shen family's eyes that were standing on the doorstep of his house.

Today, Zhou Yu is still there, but Peig did not return to his side.

"Remember that you said before that Pei Ge was very fond of eating your meals when she was at Shen's house, right?" Ji Ziming asked abruptly, his eyes soft and tender, but now there was a tenderness in his eyes.

Zhou Yu heard it and knew that Ji Ziming was thinking of Pei again. But in his impression, he is just like Ji Ziming, and believes that Peig did not die in the sea. As for whether he can return to Ji's house again, he can only hope to be as quiet as Ji Ziming.

"What's wrong? Isn't it?" After seeing Ji Ziming's question, Zhou Yu seemed to be stuck in the past, thinking he had asked the wrong question.

Hearing Ji Ziming's question again, Zhou Yu recovered. "Oh, President Ji, you remember that there is nothing wrong. Miss Pei really likes to eat the food I made. It's just that she's so pretty, she didn't think it was a pity in the end. , People like Shen Feng and Liu Lina have been killed and their whereabouts are still unknown. By the way, did you not say that Miss Pei will be back soon? Why is it still until now ... "

Zhou Yu didn't know that he asked exactly because it was obvious that he hadn't finished asking the question yet, and he saw Ji Ziming's deep eyes, flashing a trace of sorrow quickly. Although it was only a moment, Zhou Yu really saw it. The tenderness just now disappeared.

Suddenly, Ji Ziming smiled bitterly and said: "Relax, what I said always counts, Miss Pei she has indeed returned. She is working in my company. It ’s just about the past, she does n’t remember anything, I may ... There is no way to bring her back to see you right away, sorry. "

Ji Ziming's "Sorry!" Is full of guilt for Zhou Yu, and it seems to include owing to Pei Ge. In the good-looking eyes, the sadness seems to be more intense.

Zhou Yu was shocked: "Ji, you mean Miss Pei, she has really come back? Is it in city A, in your company?"

Ji Ziming did not expect that even Pei Ge would be concerned about a servant like Zhou Yu, and he would be able to care about him all day long. It seems that Pei Ge is a good woman who thinks for others, but why? God wanted to treat her like this, as well as his feelings for him, and he couldn't figure it out anymore.

With a bitter smile again, Ji Ziming's beautiful thin lips slightly twitched and said: "Yes, it's in the company, and I have been working with me for a while, but I just can't bring her back, let her stay with me, let She once again tasted the delicious meals you made. Am I ... useless ... "

Ji Ziming said this, the dim light in his eyes had flooded his pupils, leaving only a faint mist of water.

Zhou Yu was speechless for a moment, and did not expect a big man, the heir of the Ji family, the Ceo of the Ji group, so in front of him, he mentioned a woman as if her soul had been hollowed out.

He did n’t know how to appease him, for a while, he just smiled and said with a smile: "Ah, Mr. Ji, do n’t worry, Miss Pei, she does n’t love you anymore, so she does n’t come back with you. She is just sick. Well, right, you have to think about it this way. As long as she is ill, remembering the little things she had with you before, remembering how good you are to her, she will definitely change her mind. "

Although this remark is somewhat sounding, it is not unreasonable.

Of course, Ji Ziming had thought about the day when he slowly waited for Peig to recover his memory, but now Shen Feng has returned home with a pretentious look. He still does n’t know how to deal with him and Peg. Has already become a victim of his struggle with Shen Feng.

He really had no courage to bear the pain of losing Peggy again. Last time he watched Peige drive his car and crashed into the sea, he had exhausted all his courage to lose Peige.

Ji Ziming raised his head slightly and closed his eyebrows. The sadness and mist in his eyes were already hidden. The forcible hook said, "I know, I will not give up. Well, thank you for your breakfast, Zhou Yu , I'm going to start! "

He knew that Zhou Yu didn't talk much, but looking at the rich breakfast in front of him, he already felt full of concern. At the same time, it also convinced him that Pei will still be back one day, and he will definitely be able to taste the delicious food made by Zhou Yu again.

In Selena's villa, Cheng Qian woke up with a painful expression, and the hangover's headache made him unable to moan.

Selina, still in her room and immersed in her sleep, was quickly awakened by him.

Selina opened her sleepy eyes dissatisfiedly, her eyes narrowed and complained: "Well! Are you enough? Let's make people sleep well!"

Of course Cheng Qian ignored it and continued struggling to sit up from the sofa: "Well, you Srina, let me sleep on the sofa! Hey, you're going to get me up quickly! Did you get the contract for my spokesperson?"

Cheng Qian still begged Srina in the living room.

Soon Selena couldn't resist, and lifted the quilt impatiently, and went angrily from the room to Cheng Qian.

"Why? I want to throw it out after use? Even let me sleep on the sofa?" Cheng Qian raised his thumb in one hand, pointed his thumb to the sofa, and then said slowly with a smile on his face. To Srina.

Selena stepped back subconsciously, avoiding Cheng Qian's hangover and stinking face, frowning and saying, "Okay, don't disgust me. You go to clean up, go directly to Ji's later After the interview, the problem should be small. "

Upon hearing this, Cheng Qian stood upright, and the frivolous face dissipated immediately. Instead, his face was serious, and his sword eyebrows were raised. His wide eyes confirmed and asked: "What you said is true? Ji Ziming agrees Alright? "

When Selina couldn't stand Cheng Qian's speech, the sour smell of alcohol in her mouth took a big step back again, covering her nose and mouth, and said, "Aren't I talking about it? The problem is not big, but If you dress up as a sharp brother under the bridge, it must be no show! "