Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

"Gege, I..."

Fu Mingxuan raised his head and looked straight at Pei Ge.

That handsome face was full of seriousness.

"kindness?"

Pei Ge looked at Fu Mingxuan and hummed in confusion.

"actually, I……"

Just when Fu Mingxuan wanted to confess to Pei Ge that the girl he liked was always her, and the woman he had a crush on was just him.

But he saw Zhang Manhua walking out with two large plates of cut fruits in his hands, and interrupted what he wanted to say with a smile.

"Gege, come and help me get a plate."

After Pei Ge saw his mother coming out, he immediately stood up from the sofa and walked quickly towards Zhang Manhua.

"Mom, why didn't you call me after you cut it? Can you carry two such big plates by yourself?"

While Pei Ge was blaming his mother affectionately, he quickly took a plate of fruit from Zhang Manhua's hand.

"Didn't I think I could carry it over? Who would have thought that I wouldn't be able to carry it over." Zhang Manhua followed Pei Ge with a smile.

After the two placed the fruit plate on the coffee table, Zhang Manhua urged Fu Mingxuan to eat the fruit.

"What were you two talking about just now? I saw that the expression on Mr. Fu's face seemed quite serious." Zhang Manhua asked casually.

"Oh, we didn't talk about anything." Pei Ge murmured while eating an orange: "It was just a casual chat, but it wasn't anything important."

Listening to Pei Ge's words, Fu Mingxuan suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Mr. Fu, why did you come to see our princess?"

Zhang Manhua looked towards Fu Mingxuan with a smile again.

"I..." At this time, Fu Mingxuan felt as if he had eaten yellow lotus in his mouth. The pain in his mouth was not just the pain in his heart, but also in his heart.

Seeing Pei Ge eating fruit carelessly, Fu Mingxuan sighed in his heart and said softly: "It's nothing, I just stopped by to take a look..."

"Oh~ That's right, then Mr. Fu must have something else to be busy with." Zhang Manhua looked at Fu Mingxuan with a smile and said with a smile.

Seeing Zhang Manhua's appearance, Fu Mingxuan, who had been working hard in the shopping mall for many years, could not see that what Zhang Manhua really meant was an eviction order.

"..." Fu Mingxuan was silent for a moment, raised his lips with a smile, and said politely: "Well, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

"Are you leaving now?" When Pei Ge heard Fu Mingxuan's sudden statement about leaving, his heart and mouth twitched silently, and he looked at Fu Mingxuan with an incomprehensible expression.

So what is this man here for?

He said he came to see her for something, but then he asked her about the matter between her and Ji Ziming, and then left?

"Well, there's something else." Fu Mingxuan nodded with a smile and stood up from the sofa.

"Auntie, I'm leaving today and will come see you next time."

Seeing Fu Mingxuan politely saying goodbye to her, Zhang Manhua couldn't help but sigh in her heart.

This Fu Mingxuan is actually quite nice. He looks handsome and polite. He seems to be more caring than Xiao Ji.

But, she still thinks Xiao Ji is more pleasing to the eye. Of course, the most important thing is that her daughter likes Xiao Ji.

So, no matter how good or good this young man is, there is no chance~!

After sending Fu Mingxuan out of the door, Pei Ge closed the security door and heard Zhang Manhua speak with emotion.

"Okay, my good daughter, your love luck was really good last year."

"Mom, what did you say?" Pei Ge looked at Zhang Manhua doubtfully.

"She is my daughter after all. Even if she has gained weight, her charm is still there." Zhang Manhua continued with a smile.

Listening to Zhang Manhua's confusing words, Pei Ge rolled his eyes.

"Okay, stop saying these weird words, let's go out and say goodbye."

After saying that, Pei Ge went directly into the bedroom and took out his bag and mobile phone.

After walking out of the bedroom and turning on her phone, Pei Ge discovered that Fu Mingxuan had sent several text messages last night when she turned off her phone and went to sleep.

Looking at those text messages, inexplicably, an idea suddenly appeared in Pei Ge's mind...

Could it be that... Fu Mingxuan likes her?

However, after such an idea just appeared in his mind, Pei Ge strongly vetoed it.

How is this possible!

Fu Mingxuan has a girl he likes, and he has liked her for more than ten years. And the most important thing is that Fu Mingxuan is Ji Ziming's annoying good friend. He can't like her if he likes anyone...

Full of doubts, Pei Ge left home with Zhang Manhua and went to the temple to ask for a fortune.

Because today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, there are a lot of people going to the temple to pray.

In this crowded temple, Pei Ge followed his mother to worship the Buddha and burn incense. He was already exhausted and sweating profusely.

"Gege, look, there seems to be a fortune teller over there. Let's go and ask for a fortune."

After the two people finished burning incense and came out of the temple, they saw an old monk setting up a fortune-telling stall under the Bodhi tree outside the temple.

"Huh? Forget it."

Pei Ge never believed in these fortune-telling things, so he subconsciously wanted to drag his mother away.

Unfortunately, Zhang Manhua is particularly interested in this kind of thing.

So poor Pei Ge was pulled over by Zhang Manhua.

"Master, how do you draw this lot?"

Zhang Manhua took Pei Ge's hand, smiled and asked kindly to the old monk sitting under the bodhi tree.

"Amitabha~" The old monk clasped his hands together and placed a somewhat old lottery tube in front of Peige and her daughter.

"The donor can just smoke one."

"Draw one randomly? Don't you have to think about the question in your mind?" Zhang Manhua did not expect that drawing lots would be so simple.

"No need, just don't have any distracting thoughts." The old monk said calmly.

"Gege, hurry up and smoke one."

So, under Zhang Manhua's urging, Pei Ge randomly drew a lot.

"May I ask whether the donor is seeking marriage or a career?" The old monk asked calmly with his eyes slightly lowered after taking the lotus she drew from Pei Ge's hand.

"...Marriage." Pei Ge said softly with some hesitation.

After listening to this, the old monk nodded slowly, put the lottery back into the lottery tube, took the writing brush on the table, and wrote a row of very small signatures on a small rectangular piece of paper.

"After a desolate farewell, the two agreed, and the most unbearable resentment was in the bright moon..." Looking at the signature written by the old monk, Pei Ge couldn't help but read it out loud.

I don't know why, but after reading this signature, Pei Ge suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"What is this?" Zhang Manhua's brows suddenly knitted together as he listened to what Pei Ge said.

"It's the signature requested by the donor." After listening to Zhang Manhua's words, the old monk paused with the brush in his hand and answered Zhang Manhua.

"What kind of signature is this? It's desolate and resentful. What the hell! No, no! Princess, let's go!"

With that said, Zhang Manhua took Pei Ge and quickly left the divination stall, as if she wished she had never been here.

The old monk looked at the two people walking away, clasped his hands and said softly, "Amitabha..."

Lowering his head, the old monk looked at the half-written signature that he had not yet finished. He raised his hand and continued to write the unfinished words at the end.

‘I hope your heart is like my heart. ’

Sign it.