Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

Pei Ge’s much-anticipated break was disrupted by this upcoming blind date. Luckily, it was scheduled at night.

The venue was even at a place she had long wanted to patronize but could not because of the expensive menu.

Once she found out the venue, as expected of a foodie, she no longer felt reluctant to attend the blind date and was, instead, looking forward to it.

On the first day of her leave, she read the few basic Greek books Ji Ziming had given her in the comfort of her bed.

However, her reading time was also disrupted.

She was in the middle of using her hand phone to check the definition of a Greek word she had read in the book online when it rang.

Her eyes widened when her phone’s screen displayed that the incoming call was from Ji Ziming and muttered wonderingly, “What is that annoying fellow calling me for?” Is he planning to tell me that my holiday is over?

She of course did not have the guts to ignore his call, so she could only reluctantly answer it. “Hello, CEO Ji.”

“Attend a banquet with me tonight.” His low and cold voice came through.

“Huh?! Banquet?!” she shrieked in surprise. She could not fathom why he would invite her to an event like that.

“Yes. I will have someone pick you up later.” He ignored her exclamation and merely said this.

“… Wait!” When the man happily decided things for her without asking for her input, she asked, “CEO Ji, are you telling me to attend a banquet as your plus one?

“Mhm,” he lightly hummed.

“But – But… That is not within my job scope!” She was totally dumbstruck by his resolute response. For me to be his plus one, he can’t be serious about this!

“You are my secretary,” he said in a tone that brooked no argument.

Her lips twitched at that and she suddenly felt a little tired inside. She was indeed his secretary, yet she did not have the necessary qualities to be his plus one. I don’t even have experience in this field, alright?!

“CEO Ji, I have never attended this type of events and am totally inexperienced. To prevent causing you from losing face, I think—” He interrupted her at this point.

“You don’t need experience for this banquet. Someone will fetch you in the afternoon; don’t go anywhere.” He then cut the call without waiting for her reply.

Toot, toot, toot! When the busy tone sounded, she felt infuriated to the point of wanting to smash her hand phone on the floor.

“F*ck!” She was no longer in the mood to read anything. Throwing her hand phone on the bed, she started cursing the man inwardly, Asshole! Conceited asshole! If it weren’t for the high salary, this old lady here would quit long ago!

After cursing the man inwardly for quite a while, she got up from her bed and unwilling went to wash up in the washroom.

“Ge Ge, are you going out?” Zhang Manhua, who had just returned from buying some ingredients in the supermarket, asked this upon noticing that her daughter was wearing clothes for going outside.

“Yes. I have something to do at work,” she replied, feeling depressed.

“Sigh. Your company is really milking its employees dry. After working overtime for many days and finally having days off, you didn’t get to enjoy them fully as you are forced to return to work.” Zhang Manhua felt indignant for her daughter.

Pei Ge gave her mother a reassuring smile. “It’s actually not considered as overtime.”

“Alright, alright. Mom will go make some food for you now.” She regarded her daughter with pity and carried the ingredients into the kitchen.

However, Pei Ge was unable to eat the food her mother was preparing in the end as Ji Ziming’s assistant, Du Wen, arrived first.

“Miss Pei, I am waiting near your building block. Please come down, so we can leave immediately.”

She rolled her eyes incredulously at that. I haven’t had my lunch yet!

“Assistant Du, have you eaten? We just finished cooking food, so why don’t you join us for lunch?” she amiably offered.

Alas, even with her kind offer, she was apparently not fated to eat this set of food.

“I’m fine, Miss Pei. You should just hurry down, as we still have many things to do. Time is a little tight.” He seemed to be a little pressed for time.

Since he was insistent on following the schedule, she could only mournfully pick up her handbag. She walked to the front door and replaced the slippers on her feet with leather shoes.

“Ge Ge, lunch is almost done; where are you going?” Zhang Manhua rushed out of the kitchen when she heard the door opening.

“To work overtime,” she complained.

“You should eat first before going to work!”

“My boss wants me to hurry up, so I can’t. Just eat without me. I will find time to eat lunch later.”

With that, she quickly exited the door and ran downstairs.

Downstairs, she saw a black Rolls-Royce parked nearby.

“Miss Pei, hurry and get in the car. We are going to be late.” Du Wen got off the car and opened the door for her.

“Thank you.” After thanking the assistant, she hurriedly got into the car.

Pak! Once the door was closed, he quickly drove off.

She watched the passing scenery outside for a bit and then wonderingly asked the man, who was focusing on his driving, “Assistant Du, why are you in such a rush? Isn’t it just a banquet?” She blinked her eyes in confusion over Du Wen’s panicky behavior.

Ji Ziming told me on the phone that the banquet is in the afternoon. It is only noon right now, so why are we rushing?

“Miss Pei, before attending the banquet, we have to redesign your image, and that will take up a lot of time.” He gave her attire a once-over through the rearview mirror.

Although he knew she had made an effort to dress up, but… It was not that he was trying to be critical, but even the waiter at the banquet later would definitely be in better outfit than hers!

“Huh? Redesign my image? What do you mean?” she asked with confusion.

“You will understand when we get there.” Sparing the ignorant Pei Ge another glance, he decided not to waste his breath and just let her see for herself what he meant.

He really could not fathom why his big boss had chosen this naïve ignoramus as his plus one.

Could it really be true love…?