Chapter 1763: Don’t You have Anything to Say to Me?

Chapter 1765: Don’t You have Anything to Say to Me?

Who said that they were an old couple? Besides, they were not in this position. This should be called old arms and legs.

“Uncle, why are you laughing at me? Ziming is clearly bullying me, so why aren’t you helping me?”

Pei Ge lowered her head in frustration but leaned on Ji Ziming’s arm to look at Qu Xiujie.

“Uncle, you’re right. We are indeed an old couple.”

Ji Ziming’s voice was filled with a smile. The corners of his lips curled into a smile that was as bright as the sun. Even the way he walked carried the wind, as though he was filled with joy.

Ji Ziming was very pleased to hear this.

“Ji Ziming, why are you like this?!”

Pei Ge’s voice was filled with displeasure but helplessness.

“What’s wrong? Aren’t we an old couple? Or are we newlyweds in your eyes?”

Ji Ziming carried Pei Ge to the dining room and as expected, Mao Nana came out of the kitchen with the seafood soup. When she saw the three people standing at the door, she was slightly surprised but did not say anything and continued to serve the other dishes.

“I told you not to come near me.”

Pei Ge’s sharp senses captured the hurt in Mao Nana’s eyes. When Ji Ziming let go of her, she lightly punched his chest.

“What’s wrong? Do I need someone’s permission to dote on my wife? I don’t need such treatment.”

Ji Ziming cupped Pei Ge’s cheeks gently. His eyes were deep and his brows were slightly knitted. His beauty was carved into Pei Ge’s heart. As long as he got closer to her, she would be able to feel the deep love in his eyes and only her silhouette.

It was small yet beautiful.

His beautiful silhouette widened in her eyes until his lips were only a centimeter away from her lips. Only then did she quickly push him away.

She said loudly, “Mom, I’ll help you too.”

“Where are you going?”

However, before Pei Ge could leave, Ji Ziming pulled her tightly into his embrace. As his actions were too rough, Pei Ge’s cheeks hurt from the impact and she could only quickly let go of his hand.

His voice turned from loud to soft. “I was wrong, alright? You’re not staying with uncle tonight. Stay with me and pretend that I didn’t say anything, alright?”

Seeing the person in his arms acting cutesy and admitting defeat, Ji Ziming was in a good mood and his gaze on Pei Ge became gentler.

“Okay.”

Ji Ziming nodded solemnly and continued, “That’s what you said. I didn’t tell you that the old couple’s life tonight…”

“As usual!”

Only then did Pei Ge realize that Ji Ziming was waiting for her here to make her admit defeat and to make her say it herself.

“That’s good. Go help them. I’ll call the three children over.”

With that, Ji Ziming let go of Pei Ge’s hands. His lips curled into a smug smile as he liked the way the woman’s cheeks were slightly red. His cold tone became gentle as he said, “Wife, go busy yourself. Bring me a glass of water.”

“You!”

Pei Ge was about to reprimand Ji Ziming when she saw Butler Charlie bring the three children into the dining room.

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“Mommy, daddy, what are you guys doing? Why are you standing at the door?”

Ran Ran, who was being carried by Charlie’s butler, looked at Pei Ge and Ji Ziming in shock. It seemed as though they were quarreling at the door as she continued, “Daddy, I want to drink orange juice.”

“Okay. Daddy will get it for you. An An and Ji Chi, do you want?”

Ji Ziming turned around and looked at the three children in front of him like a gentle father. He was in a good mood.

“I want it.”

“I want milk.”

Ji Ziming placed the three children at their respective places on the dining table. After dinner, Mao Nana took the initiative to bring Qu Xiujie to the kitchen to wash the plates.

“I say, Mao Nana, if you want to wash the dishes, go do it yourself. Why are you dragging me along?”

Qu Xiujie was a little frustrated at how Mao Nana dragged him to the kitchen. He was a young master and the number of times he entered the kitchen could be counted on one hand, let alone washing the dishes with a woman.

“Go if I tell you to. You have to go even if you don’t want to.”

Mao Nana suddenly looked like a different person. Before Qu Xiujie could stand up, she had already pulled him into the kitchen.

“Sigh… You woman…”

Qu Xiujie suddenly realized that this woman’s strength could not be described with the word ‘strong’. It was like a primordial force. He had always thought that this woman was a weak woman.

However, from the looks of it now, this little woman would become a strong person one day.

“Uncle, you wash the plates.”

“Why should I wash the plates?”

“Then you wash the cup.”

“I’m not washing.”

“I’ll wash it, you can clean it.”

“I’m not cleaning.”

…

The two of them bickered in the kitchen for a while but in the end, Mao Nana was the only one who finished washing all the dishes. She even disinfected them and placed them back into the basket. When Qu Xiujie found a few fresh oranges in the kitchen fridge, Mao Nana was standing in front of him.

Wearing a light yellow apron, she was very gentle and charming. Her long legs were especially attractive but before Qu Xiujie could finish speaking, Mao Nana spoke.

“Uncle, let’s talk.”

Indeed, Mao Nana could not take it anymore. Having stayed in the house for so many days, she could not ignore Qu Xiujie’s attitude towards her.

“Talk about what? You dragged me into the kitchen just to talk to me?”

Only then did Qu Xiujie realize that Mao Nana’s real motive was here. However, seeing how serious and hurt she was, he actually felt a little uneasy.

She was like a kite floating in the clear sky on a bright afternoon. The kite had been floating in the sky, but one day, it told you that she was going somewhere far away and not here.

From then on, there was only the bright blue sky and no kites.

“Uncle, don’t you have anything to say to me? What am I to you?”

Mao Nana was hurt but she had to endure the pain in her heart.

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