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ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 129

Who's calling?

Pei Ge was a little depressed and put the sweet and sour tenderloin on the chopsticks into his bowl, and then put down the chopsticks before taking out his mobile phone.

After looking at the call notes on the mobile phone screen, the depressed look on Pei Ge's face disappeared in an instant.

She quickly connected the phone, "Hey, Mr. Ji." ”

"At home." On the phone, Ji Ziming's cold and deep voice soon came.

"Yes." Peig snorted softly.

"Mr. Ji, did you call for something?"

"Come out for dinner." Ji Ziming said coldly to Pei Ge, that attitude seemed to be just a feeling of asking by the way.

"Ah, no, Mr. Ji, I'm already having dinner." Pei Ge listened to Ji Ziming's words and was slightly surprised, but she quickly refused.

"......" was rejected by Pei Ge who didn't want to think about it, and the person on the other end of the phone seemed to be very shocked, and suddenly fell silent.

"Well, Mr. Ji, if you don't have anything, then I'll hang up first." She still has her sweet and sour pork waiting to eat!

"Pege, don't forget, you're my wife now." Ji Ziming seemed to be annoyed by Pei Ge's words, and he said to Pei Ge through some gritted teeth.

Pei Ge listened to Ji Ziming's words, and looked at Zhang Manhua, who was listening to her phone very seriously, and for a moment, she really wanted to say nothing and hang up Ji Ziming's call!

"Mr. Ji, let's talk about something tomorrow! I still have something to do, so I'll hang ...... first" Before Pei Ge's words were finished, he was interrupted by Ji Ziming.

"What's the matter with you, you're in such a hurry, you dare to hang up my phone." Ji Ziming snorted coldly, and his voice came out of his mobile phone very coldly.

Listening to Ji Ziming's cold and sharp voice, Pei Ge swallowed his saliva, and for a while, he didn't dare to hang up Ji Ziming's phone.

"I—I'll eat with my mother! I'm telling you that the sweet and sour tenderloin is going to be cold! Seeing Ji Ziming's attitude, Pei Ge simply broke the jar and said.

“…… Sweet and sour tenderloin? Obviously, Ji Ziming was stunned by Pei Ge's answer.

"That's right! So, Mr. Ji, if you have something, let's talk about it tomorrow! Good bye! With that, Peig hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Peige breathed a sigh of relief.

Really, it's not a good time to call.

After complaining silently in her heart, Peige picked up the chopsticks again and retrieved the sweet and sour loin she had placed in the bowl earlier.

Sure enough, the sweet and sour tenderloin is a little cold!

Peig munched on the sweet and sour tenderloin, muttering in his heart.

"Gege, did Mr. Ji look for you for something just now?" Zhang Manhua looked at his daughter with some curiosity and asked.

In her heart, she always feels that her daughter has something to do with that Xiao Ji, no matter how she looks at it, it doesn't look like a relationship between her superiors and subordinates.

Listening to Zhang Manhua's curious words, Pei Ge blinked his eyes and muttered: "What else can I do, isn't it because I have a meeting tomorrow that I made a call to remind me." ”

Pei Ge found that since she was with Ji Ziming's annoying ghost, her lies were really slipping away the more she talked.

"Really?" Zhang Manhua listened to Peige's words and always felt a little suspicious.

"Of course, why else would he call me? Okay, okay, Mom, let's eat~"

The mother and daughter here are eating happily, and on the other side, a certain president sitting in an elegant and pure, full of artistic conception in a private box is not happy at all.

"Dudu Dudu......" Ji Ziming listened to the busy sound of the phone being hung up, and for a long time, he couldn't come back to his senses.

He was hung up! He was hung up!! He was hung up by that damn stupid woman in Peige?!

"Mr. Ji, may I ask, what kind of tea do you want to drink?" Suddenly, a gentle voice as soft as a stream came from Ji Ziming's ears.

This voice also brought Ji Ziming back to his senses.

He didn't look at the beautiful woman, who was more beautiful than the female star on TV, and said coldly: "Get out." ”

Seeing that Ji Ziming didn't even raise her head, she didn't look at her appearance, she pursed her lips a little unwillingly and continued: "Mr. Ji, why don't I bring you a pot of ......"

"Get out!" Ji Ziming raised his head, glanced at the restless woman with a very cold look, and said in a voice like ice.

"Yes!" The beauty was frightened by the cold air emanating from Ji Ziming's body, especially looking at Ji Ziming's cold eyes, she felt that her legs were weak.

At this time, she didn't care about Ji Ziming's identity, let alone her own image, she didn't have any beauty at all, so she ran out of the door.

So in the big room, only Ji Ziming was left.

He looked at the mobile phone in his hand and snorted coldly with displeasure on his face.

This damn stupid woman! Could it be that in her eyes, he can't even compare to a sweet and sour tenderloin?!

Dare to hang up on his phone for a plate of sweet and sour tenderloin! It seems that he has been too good to her lately, and he has indulged her too much.

"Humph!" Ji Ziming took his mobile phone and dialed another number.

"Hey, Mr. Ji, I'm almost at Miss Pei's house......"

"No need to go, you can get off work." Ji Ziming interrupted Du Wen's words coldly, and said in a cold voice.

"Huh?" Obviously, Du Wen hadn't reacted yet, and before he could ask some questions, he saw that Ji Ziming had already hung up the phone.

After Ji Ziming hung up the phone, for a while, he didn't want to stay in this box any longer.

He originally wanted to treat Peige for a day of study today, so he thought of bringing her to dinner.

However, he just delayed for a while because there were a lot of things today, and who knew that this stupid woman would return home so quickly, and even eat dinner!

The more Ji Ziming thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, he just wanted to get up from the chair and leave this private box that belonged to him alone, when he saw the door of the box, he didn't even knock on the door, and suddenly someone opened it.

Looking at the door that was opened from the outside, Ji Ziming's eyes narrowed, and the expression on his face was faintly displeased.

"Ziming~ What a coincidence, you are also eating here~"

Listening to the voice coming from the door, Ji Ziming didn't have to think about it, he knew who was coming.