Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

When Ji Ziming and Pei Ge walked into the room, Joe was standing at the one-way mirror, watching the three children in the other room. Dressed in a white hospital gown, he had a frown on his handsome face. When he heard the door opening, he casually spoke. “You guys are here.”

“Mhm.”

Ji Ziming’s dark eyes followed his line of sight and landed on the three children. In his low and clear voice, he said, “The one in the middle, the one wearing yellow is Ji Chi.”

“Alright.”

The more he questioned Pei Ge some more about the boy’s abnormal behavior, the more his frown deepened.

Just as this family was at Joe’s hospital, worrying about Ji Chi’s condition, Qu Jingwan, who was in the Jis’ villa, was drinking and partying with her friends.

“Hey, this alcohol is not cheap.” A hottie in a black leather jacket and black lace stockings swept the villa with her sharp eyes.

Not to mention this alcohol, even the paintings hanging on the wall looked expensive. If not, why would the outside get wind of this family’s riches?

“It’s just a bottle of alcohol. I’ll open another bottle if you want more and make sure you have your fill today.”

Qu Jingwan pressed her red lips together. She had drunk almost half a bottle since they started drinking. Even though she was not drunk, her mind was already a little muddled.

“No wonder they say that Young Master Ji dotes on you a lot. You no longer have to worry about anything now that you have him. Who doesn’t want an outstanding man like him? Alas, we don’t have your beauty or capability. Still, I don’t understand why he made you work as an entry-level employee.”

The sexy woman was a new employee Qu Jingwan had met in the Ji Group, Lan Qing. After hanging out with her for, fawning on her as she did, the two had eventually gotten close.

“Ziming made me work as an entry-level employee to familiarize me with the operations of the company. Once we get married, I will have to manage the company with him, so how could I not start from an entry-level position?”

Lan Qing listened to her explanation with a smile in her eyes. This smile was one of mockery. “Indeed, indeed. You are our Ji Group’s future lady boss, so how can you handle these menial tasks?”

“It’s good that you know. Since you have already drunk the alcohol and have seen the house, I won’t stop you from leaving now. I will have the chauffeur send you back. It’s already quite late. See you tomorrow at the company.”

Qu Jingwan stood up and stumbled. Only when she saw two of Lan Qing did she realize that she was drunk. The last time she had gotten drunk, it was in Qu Qingyu’s house. Now, she was in Ji Ziming’s villa and did not even have a person she trusted or could talk to by her side.

“Okay, okay, okay. Then, I’ll be leaving now. This… There’s still half a bottle of alcohol here. If you don’t want it, I’ll bring it away.” Lang Qing eyed the bottle of 1982 Lafite with her sharp eyes. Although the both had drunk half of it, the remaining was enough to boost her ego in front of the rest of her friends. There were likely very few women who had ever stepped foot into the CEO’s villa.

“Sure, take it. Our Ji family doesn’t even care about this one bottle of alcohol. I will gift you another bottle if you want one next time.” Stumbling, Qu Jingwan lay on the sofa, suddenly feeling annoyed at this woman, who was standing a short distance away from her. She would not even deign to look at such a woman in the past, yet now, in the Ji Group, there was none who was willing to get close to her other than this one.

She did not understand why things ended up this way even though she was the man’s fiancée in name.

“Really? Indeed, you’re generous. I’ll wait for that bottle then. For now, I will bring this one away.”

The woman hugged the half-bottle of Lafite as though she were carrying a treasure.

If her group of sisters knew that this bottle of alcohol was gifted by Qu Jingwan and she had even sat on the sofa of the Ji family’s villa, as well as saw a real and famous painting with her eyes, her trip tonight would not be in vain.

“Okay. The driver is outside, so you can leave by yourself. I won’t send you out as I am going to shower, then sleep upstairs.”

Qu Jingwan blinked her sleepy eyes at her. She then closed them momentarily while thinking inside, I’ll completely get rid of this type of woman if she buzzes around Ji Ziming.

“Okay, okay, okay. Let’s meet again in the company tomorrow. I’ll go home now. Rest well and good night.”

Lan Qing happily left the villa. In her Mercedes, she thought dreamily of the villa’s lavish interior and that famous painting in the living room on the first floor.

Meanwhile, the lady in the house did not think much of it. While slightly inebriated, she slowly climbed up the stairs as she held the railings for support back to her room on the second floor. The whole family had left her all by herself. She was like a dog that had lost its home while staying in someone else’s house—she was neither a host nor a guest. She found her position here to be extremely awkward.

At the same time, Joe was watching Ji Chi through the one-way mirror as he spoke with uncertainty to the man beside him. “Hey, don’t scold me if I say something that you think won’t work or you don’t believe.”

“Speak.” Ji Ziming’s voice was cold. He could not help but feel uneasy when the doctor spoke this solemnly.

“I will speak honestly then.”

Joe turned to look at Pei Ge then at the boy through the glass partition.

“It’s fine. Please say what you want to. Ziming and I won’t do anything.”

She encouraged herself as she looked at this stern and serious doctor. The latter did not even need to bring the boy over to examine personally.

“Your son is likely under someone’s hypnosis.” The doctor made a conclusion that even he could not believe but he intuitively felt was the truth.

As a doctor, it was his responsibility to tell the child’s parents the truth. Even if it was unbelievable, he should still tell them the problem.

“Hypnosis?” Pei Ge did not believe it, and she widened her eyes at the doctor. The disbelief in her voice made Ji Ziming’s heart ache.

“Do you have any basis for saying that it is hypnosis?”

The man was also a little suspicious. He had only ever heard of such a term but had never truly seen one under it, much less expect his son, who was with him every day, to be put under hypnosis by someone without him knowing it. How was he to believe this?

“I can explain it.”