Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

“I just saw a belle run out from this room. Ze, ze, ze, you really don’t know how to appreciate a beauty.”

The person who had entered without permission was none other than his childhood friend, Mu Heng.

Ji Ziming cocked a brow slightly at his positively beaming friend, who had just unhurriedly taken a seat opposite his.

“Why are you here?” he asked coldly.

“I am, of course, here for dinner! FYI, this place doesn’t just serve our CEO Ji; others can dine in here, too.” Mu Heng chuckled as he helped himself to a cup of tea from the pot on the table.

“Really?” He eyed his Casanova friend but did not bother pursuing the matter.

His friend did not even enjoy dining in here. Coincidence? No way!

“Alright. I was actually here to watch the drama unfold between you and Little Chili.” Mu Heng grinningly admitted his true intention.

He shot him a cold look but did not speak.

“Tsk. Too bad. It seems that… Little Chili stood you up.” Mu Heng was able to guess this easily just from his gloomy look.

Listening to his best friend’s merciless words, his cold stare intensified.

“Alright, Ziming, don’t be angry.” Mu Heng chuckled and moved to sit next to him.

“Since Little Chili isn’t around, it’s just the right time for us, brothers, to catch up.”

“Hmph!” he lightly harrumphed. Although he did not say anything, the look on his face was enough to express what was on his mind. His look seemed to say, ‘We have nothing to catch up, and I am not in the mood to talk!’

Choosing to ignore his deterrent look, Mu Heng grinningly said, “News of you and Little Chili has spread in our circle. There are even rumors saying you have finally met your true love! Plus, Uncle and Auntie seem to have stopped arranging blind dates for you.”

The smile on Mu Heng’s face grew wider once he saw his friend’s grim look fading a little.

“Still, I think Little Chili doesn’t care much for you. Otherwise, she wouldn’t let you sit here all by your lonesome self.”

Ji Ziming’s face fell again at his words.

That dumb woman really did not seem to care for him. If she did, why would she hang up on him over a dish of sweet and sour pork tenderloin?!

A particularly respectable CEO, whose call had been dropped by Pei Ge, felt really defeated by that dish today.

“Ziming, tell me; why is it that, despite your exceptional features, you are still unsuccessful with Little Chili?” He chortled as his childhood friend’s face become gloomier by the second.

Ze, ze, ze, that Little Chili is indeed my best friend’s kryptonite!

Just look at him; since when did someone affect his mood to such a degree?

“Shut up.” Ji Ziming’s forehead folded tightly at his teasing look.

Mu Heng sniggered when he perceived his friend’s increasing ire.

“But since you haven’t wooed a girl before, it’s normal for you to be inexperienced.”

“…” All this particular CEO, who had not wooed a girl before, could think of was how to shut his best friend’s mouth.

“Actually, it’s a piece of cake, even for someone like you, to woo a girl.”

Really?

He might have a poker face, but Ji Ziming was actually all ears to his friend.

How could it possibly be easy for him to woo a girl?

That dumb woman did not seem to like him after all this time!

“You are handsome, wealthy, capable, and, most of all, a responsible boss of a company at your age. With such top-notch qualities, you are just like the lead male in a novel – the prince in a fairy tale! Many women are bound to feel very impressed with you and even give you a whopping 9 or even a perfect 10 in the hot-o-meter!” Mu Heng blabbered on.

If not for his voice, he would definitely be mistaken for a matchmaker who was trying to sell his service!

“…” Really? Ji Ziming was unconvinced.

That woman had been unimpressed with him since the day they met.

Even when she knew that he was a company CEO, she completely avoided him as if she were afraid of having any involvement with him.

Even now, she was still behaving like that.

“Ke, ke, ke!” Mu Heng choked on the dubious look on his face. “Little Chili is certainly an oddball! Still, it’s precisely because she’s different that she caught your attention, right? Simply put, Ziming, you are actually a masochist!”

Otherwise, why would you fall for that Little Chili who is not the least bit sweet at all?

“…” Ke, ke. A certain big boss sneered in his heart as he gave his playboy friend a stern look.

“Okay, okay. I take back my words.” Mu Heng shuddered at his icy glare.

“Actually, you like Little Chili because of her one-of-a-kind charisma. In fact, if I didn’t know that you are into Little Chili, I would take action long ago. I’m still quite taken…” He trailed off when he felt his friend’s murderous eyes on him and swallowed back his words.

Aiya! My tongue slipped! How could I say such stuff before this possessive and petty friend of mine? I’m truly courting death for daring to say that!

“Go straight to the point.” Ji Ziming narrowed his eyes threateningly at him as he thought to himself, This childhood friend of mine appears to have a lot of free time in his hands…

Chills ran down Mu Heng’s spine; he suddenly had a bad feeling. This guy is the type to bear grudges. Is he thinking of retaliating against me?

Just as fear overwhelmed him, his friend reiterated in a cold voice, “Go straight to the point.”

“O-oh, oh, yes!” Mu Heng pulled himself together under his tyrannical gaze and blurted out, “The way to a woman’s heart is through her stomach.”