460: He cannot compare to a plate of sweet and sour pork?!

He cannot compare to a plate of sweet and sour pork?!

Who is calling at this hour?1

She dismally returned the sweet and sour pork into her bowl and placed down her chopsticks before she picked up her phone.

When she saw the displayed caller I.D., her dismay instantly dissipated.

She hurriedly picked up the call. "Hello, CEO Ji."

"At home?" The man's cold and low voice came through the phone.

"Mhm," she hummed to affirm.

"CEO Ji, what is this call for?"

"Come out and have dinner with me," he said coolly, making everything sound casual.

"Ah, it's okay, CEO Ji; I'm already having dinner." His request caught her by surprise, but she still promptly declined it.

"…" Her quick rejection was apparently a huge blow to the man, for he went silent after she had said that.

"Er, CEO Ji, if you have nothing else, then I will hang up now." Her sweet and sour pork was still waiting for her!

"Pei Ge, don't forget that you are my wife now." He seemed to have been angered by her refusal as his voice through the phone sounded more indifferent.

When she heard his reply, her eyes quickly darted over to Zhang Manhua, who was sitting opposite her, listening intently on her phone conversation. In that moment, she just wanted to hang up on the man without saying anything!

"CEO Ji, if you have anything else, let's talk about it tomorrow! I'm in the middle of something, so I'll hang—" He brusquely cut her words short.

"What is so urgent that you even dare to hang up on me?" He snorted, the coldness in his voice clearly transmitting through the phone.

She gulped at his chilly voice and, for a moment, dared not to hang up on him.

"I-I'm having dinner with my mom! If we continue this conversation, the sweet and sour pork will get cold!" She finally gave up and told this frankly to the man.

"… Sweet and sour pork?" He was obviously not expecting such an answer from her.

"Yes! That's why if CEO Ji has something else, let's talk about it at the office tomorrow! Good night!" She hung up immediately after that.

She felt relaxed after she ended the call.

Seriously, that call came at the wrong time.

Once she lamented this to herself, she picked up her chopsticks again and took that sweet and sour pork from the bowl.

Indeed, the dish has gone cold!

She inwardly complained while chewing on the sweet and sour pork.

"Ge Ge, what did Xiao Ji want from you?" Zhang Manhua eyed her daughter curiously.

Deep down, she felt that her daughter's relationship with that man was not as simple as a superior and a subordinate.

Pei Ge blinked at her mother. "What else could there be? He wanted to remind me about tomorrow's meeting."

She realized that, ever since being entangled with that annoying fellow, her lies were becoming increasingly convincing.

"Really?" Her mother was still suspicious of her.

"Of course, why else would he call me? Alright, Mom, let's continue eating."

While the pair of mother and daughter was enjoying a sumptuous dinner in their dining room, a certain CEO was sulking in his pristine, elegant, and artfully made private room.

Du, du, du… Ji Ziming dazedly listened to the disconnect tone of his phone for a long time.

Someone actually hung up on him! That dumb woman actually dared to cut the call! She really dropped the call?!

"CEO Ji, what tea would you like to drink?" A voice as gentle as a stream sounded.

This voice brought him back to his senses.

He did not even look at the woman, who was prettier than most actresses, talking and just coldly said, "Get out."

When he did not even bat an eye in her direction, the pretty lady refused to accept it. Moistening her lips, she tried anew. "CEO Ji, why don't I prepare a pot—"

"Get out!" He raised his head and shot her a frosty glare.

"Yes!" The pretty lady was so frightened by his curt reply, especially that coldness emanating in his stern eyes, that her legs weakened.

At this point in time, she could not care less about his identity or her image and just bolted out the door without a moment of hesitation.

As such, the man was left in the spacious room by himself.

He looked at his phone and coldly snorted in displeasure.

That d*mn, foolish woman valued a plate of sweet and sour pork more than him?!

She dared disconnect his call over a plate of sweet and sour pork?! It seemed that she had been spoiled by his recent magnanimity.

"Hmph!" He touched his phone's screen and dialed another string of numbers.

"Hello, CEO Ji. I'm almost at Miss Pei's house—"

"Don't bother; you can go home now." He did not wait for his assistant to finish speaking and just gave this order.

"Ah?" Du Wen was about to ask further, but his boss already ended the call.

Once Ji Ziming ended the call, he lost all his desire to stay in this private dining room.

He was intending to treat Pei Ge to dinner after a day of receiving lessons.

Unfortunately, he was delayed by work. Still, who would have expected for that dumb woman to be home fast and to be having her dinner already?

Just thinking about it made him uncomfortable. He was about to get up from his chair and leave the room when the door was opened by someone without knocking.

He narrowed his eyes vexedly at the door, which had been opened from the outside.

"Ziming, what a coincidence that you are here for dinner, too."

He immediately recognized the person who had opened the door without permission from the voice alone.

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