Chapter 1489 - Let us go home after finishing work.

Chapter 1489: Let us go home after finishing work.

When the doors finally parted open, Cheng Liqing gestured in the direction of the elevator. The solicitous manner made Ji Ziming feel more disgusted. “Sir, ma’am, please.”

Without another word, he held his woman’s hand and walked straight into the elevator. His cold eyes swept across the lobby and made all the women who were looking at him feel infatuated.

“Was he looking at me just then? I feel so blissful. What should I do? What should I do? Should I accept his confession?”

“He was clearly looking at me. Who are you even? Hurry up and go home to take a proper look in the mirror.”

“Nonsense! He was clearly looking at me. I am as pretty as a flower—more so than the woman beside him.”

“Everyone knows that you’re pretty, but are you prettier than I am?”

“Yours is fake, so it naturally won’t be as pretty as mine, which is au naturel.”

“Even with my fake face, it’s a thousand and a million times prettier than the face of a fatso’s like you!”

“You’re the fatso!”

“You’re the fatso. Your entire family is fatso!”

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As a result of Ji Ziming’s sweeping gaze across the lobby, things escalated to an unstoppable stage. These two women were actually best friends, who intended to rent a house together, but unexpectedly ended up having a fall-out due to this.

Standing inside the elevator, the man continued holding Pei Ge’s hand tightly. The enclosed area fell into a sense of awkwardness.

Cheng Liqing put up a fawning smile and said, “Sir, ma’am, I’ll be attending to you today because our chairman is currently sick and resting at home. Our boss had given his blood, sweat, and tears for this company’s establishment. He’s more anxious than anyone now that something this serious has happened, so he hasn’t been eating well at home these past few days. When I went to visit him this morning, our boss asked me to assist sir in checking the company.”

“How is the chairman’s health?”

“It is hard to say. The doctor said that he was too agitated that his immune system took a dip. We can only wait until he accept this reality, so sir needs not worry.”

“Mhm.” Ji Ziming’s eyes darkened as he peered at Pei Ge. “Let’s go home after finishing work.”

“Mhm.” The way the latter’s lips curled up into a smile stupefied Cheng Liqing, yet he did not dare to show much outward reaction because of the man standing beside him.

“How about having a meal at the restaurant we prepared after we finish our discussion?”

“No, thanks. My wife and I are going home to eat,” calmly rejected the man; the cold air around him caused the manager not to speak another word. When the elevator doors opened again, he quickly exited it and pointed in the direction of the meeting room. “Sir, ma’am, this way please.”

The group entered the meeting room under his guidance. Just as they sat down, a row of beauties dressed in cheongsam walked in. This was something the manager had specially prepared for the man, but he had totally not expected him to bring a woman along, much less one bearing the title of the CEO’s wife.

“Sir, please try this Biluochun. This tea is freshly harvested this year.” The one at the front was a woman who had big eyes and an exceptionally sharp chin, which could prick someone to death—a common, online-celebrity face.

The manager was sweating buckets at this moment. He was already regretting setting up this selection of beauties to serve tea.

The media portrayed Ji Ziming as a Casanova—from international models to first-rate female idols, as long as they were involved in any way with his name, they would definitely end up in the news. What he did not expect was for the rumors about this man having a wife to be true. Moreover, the man’s wife was such a beauty that he himself was awed.

This group discussed the contract in the meeting room.

Meanwhile, Madam Ji was anxiously pacing about in the living room because of her son bringing the woman to the hospital himself.

“Jingwan, why do you think my son brought Pei Ge away? I don’t understand it at all.”

“Auntie, they just went out to relax. Don’t be so worried. Also, with him around, nothing will happen to her.”

“I’ll feel better if that is the case, but now he doesn’t even give me a call, so how can I not worry?” The older woman walked in circles around the living room for over twenty times. The anxiety she felt inside was more than the number of steps she had taken. She was so worried that she wanted to see Pei Ge in the next instant.

“How about giving Ziming another call?” Qu Jingwan sat on the sofa. The three, cute children were on the carpet, not participating in the two adults’ discussion. They continued playing by themselves, and the brick house that they were building was about to be completed.

“Yes, let me call him again.”

Immediately putting her words into action, she picked up her phone from the table and dialed her son’s number.

The man’s handphone was with his driver, and the latter was currently standing outside the door. Despite seeing the phone light up again and again, he could do nothing; that was because his boss had informed him beforehand not to answer the call no matter who it was from.

The older woman waited and waited, but the call remained unanswered. It was only until the automated female voice sounded that she hung up frustratedly.

“He’s not answering again.”

“I think we shouldn’t be anxious. Sit down first. Let’s calmly wait for them to return.”

“Calmly. How can I be calm? Do you think Auntie Zhang was speaking the truth?” Madam Ji sat beside the young lady, the confusion in her eyes reflecting the covert smile on the latter’s lips.

“I don’t know, too. Pregnant women won’t have their periods, but I did indeed hear Dr. Duanmu say that Pei Ge is pregnant. That doctor has been working for your family all these years, so he shouldn’t be lying to us, right?”

“Dr. Duanmu?” The older woman’s eyes lit up. “Yes, I forgot about him; I’ll just go ask him now.”

Qu Jingwan quickly stopped her. “How will Pei Ge see us and how badly will she feel if she learns about this? We don’t know if she’s really pregnant, so if she truly is and finds out that we’re suspecting her like this, with her fiery temper, it won’t be good for the baby, too.”

Her words woke the older woman up.

“You’re right. Since I can’t do anything now, I won’t think about it, too. Ziming said that he’ll be bringing Pei Ge to the hospital for a checkup, so I will just wait for them to give me the result tonight.”

“If Pei Ge learns how worried you are about her, she’ll definitely be ecstatic. After all, in this family, she’s the person who respects you the most. I, myself, can’t compare to her.”