Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

Mu Heng stared at the family of four looking blissful in the picture and was dumbfounded.

He initially reckoned that the woman he had fallen in love with at first sight was merely lying to him.

That was because she appeared, at most, to be in her twenties and did not look like someone who already had two children.

“Do you see this? These are my children and my husband.”

Her lips curled up as she swept her gaze over his slack-jawed face.

“Th-These are your children?”

Upon seeing the pair of doll-like boy and girl, he was flabbergasted.

“Why would I lie to you?”

Now, she was secretly glad that she had taken such a picture with Egger before she returned to China.

With a cold snort, she kept her phone away.

Although Mu Heng did not want to admit it, the pair of children in the photo, especially the little girl, was alike this woman.

Meanwhile, although the little boy did not look like her, he resembled the man next to him a little?

She’s not lying to me, huh…

She is truly married… and even has two children.

Now, every time he recalled the blissful family of four in the picture, his heart would ache slightly.

He thought that he had finally found his other half, but it turned out that reality was this cruel.

Could this be god’s retribution on him for playing with women for so many years?

Pei Ge could not be bothered about his thoughts.

She felt satisfied at this man looking as if he had suffered a huge blow.

Coincidentally, her ride arrived at this point.

Hence, without another glance at the man, she got in the car and left.

When Mu Heng finally returned to himself from the thunderous truth he had found out, the woman was long gone.

“…”

The empty road only made him feel more aggrieved.

“In what way am I bad…”

She actually can’t be bothered with me at all.

Fine. Although her husband looks quite handsome, I am not too bad, too!

Feeling downcast, he decided to drink himself dead!

Of course! Since he was drinking, how could he be short of a bosom friend to accompany him?!

He whipped out his phone and unhesitatingly dialed his best friend’s number.

“Hey! I just fell out of love and want to have a round of drinks. Meet me at the usual place!”

After arranging a time, he made his way to the bar he had opened with a broken heart.

Bar Vista.

Before and now, this bar did not change much overall.

Still, the furnishing and layout inside had changed greatly.

It had become trendier and up-class.

Of course, since the lobby of the bar had such a huge change, the private rooms would naturally have a larger change.

Mu Heng’s private room was not as grand, and extravagant, as before.

Perhaps because of the changes in his mindset over the years, this private room had a more homely feeling today.

There was more than just alcohol inside now.

In the fridge of this private room, there were also milks and coffee available.

He sat in this homely private room and drank his alcohol silently, seemingly prepared to drown his sorrows in alcohol.

Right after he finished his fifth glass, the private door was finally pushed open from the outside.

Click!

He raised his head to look at the door immediately.

What greeted him was Ji Ziming’s handsome yet icy face.

His sharp features were akin to icicles—cold and hurtful.

“You’re here. Hurry and sit down. Accompany me in drinking; I’m so heartbroken today.”

He raised his hand and waved his friend over.

The man lightly peered at him, whose face had a ‘my heart has been broken; my sky is falling’ look, and took a seat on the sofa quite a distance away.

To this slight disdain his best friend displayed, he only felt his heart turn even bitter.

“You’re being too much. So much for being good brothers! Your good brother here just had his heart broken today. Don’t you know to console me a little?”

He put down his glass and turned to shoot his best friend a wronged and aggrieved look.

“I got my heart broken,” he re-emphasized.

Who knew that the response he would get was—

“Mhm.”

A light hum.

“…Hey! Couldn’t you at least ask me how I got my heart broken?” he unhappily muttered.

“Oh.”

The man slightly nodded. Reaching out his well-defined hand, he took out the blue mountain coffee placed below the table and gracefully brewed himself a cup of it.

Ever since the incident five years ago, he had never drunk a drop of alcohol.

He was not a good listener, but it did not matter to Mu Heng, who had loads of things to talk about the woman he had just fallen in love with recently.

“…Do you think I still have a chance? S-She does have a husband, but I think that since she’s far from him right now…”

Halfway through his awkward speech, Ji Ziming suddenly put down the coffee cup in his hand with a cold look.

Pak!

With that sound, he was cut off halfway.

“She has children.”

This statement from the man made him lose all energy, and he deflated like a balloon.

“Sigh! I just realized that we are truly brothers in suffering…”

He nudged his lips and commented glumly.

The man seemed not to have heard him as he merely continued sipping his coffee calmly.

“Are your parents still forcing you into marriage?”

This question made the man pause.

Although the other remained silent, he still understood that his life at the moment had not been smooth-sailing.

Still, no one would have a smooth and peaceful life given this issue.

“Actually, it’s also time for you to consider it. After all—”

“I’m not here to listen to your lecture.”

The man lightly rubbed the coffee cup as he stated that in a cold voice.

“Yes, yes, yes. I’ll stop speaking about it, alright? Drink. Let’s drink.”

With that, he raised his glass and continued drowning himself in his sorrows.

However, perhaps because the alcohol had upped his courage or because he was too curious, he suddenly asked a question.

“Ziming, are you still looking for her?”