Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

Pei Ge looked at the walkie-talkie in his hand, a little dumbfounded for a while, and then realized that the little guy was angry. 【】

"Alas~!"

She sighed softly, and after saying a few words into the intercom, she didn't see the little guy coming out to pay attention to her, and she suddenly became worried.

I'm worried about whether the little guy feels uncomfortable now, and whether the little guy hates himself...

"Tomorrow... let's go see that little guy..."

Pursing his lips, Pei Ge finally sat down and made a decision. He murmured softly and put down the walkie-talkie in his hand.

Here he put down the walkie-talkie, but at this time, a little guy who was a little far away from Pei Ge was holding the walkie-talkie and sobbing quietly.

"Woo-"

As soon as Ji Ziming returned home, he saw that his home was in a state of uproar.

And the instigator was no one else, but his son.

"Woo-"

Hearing his son crying again, Ji Ziming's brows knitted together subconsciously.

"Grandma's sweetheart~ Stop crying~ Stop crying~ When you cry, Grandma will want to cry with you."

"What nonsense are you talking about! Baby, stop crying, you are a boy! Be strong!"

Before he even entered his son's bedroom, he heard the gentle and loving voices of his parents comforting his son.

"..."

He also saw for the first time how much his parents loved their grandson.

"The young master is back!"

"Young master, you'd better go and see the young master quickly~! The young master has been crying for a long time."

When Ji Ziming came back, the servants at home looked at Ji Ziming as if they had seen a savior.

"Ziming, you are finally back! Come on, come on! See what's going on with the baby?"

"Yes! Come here quickly and see what's wrong with your son!"

After Ji's father and Ji's mother saw Ji Ziming come back,

The little guy's cries seemed to have subsided a little, and he felt overjoyed and hurriedly called Ji Ziming over.

Seeing the appearance of his parents, Ji Ziming raised his eyebrows, then frowned and looked at the little guy lying on the bed with his little face buried in the quilt.

"Woo——"

"Ji Chi! Don't cry!"

Ji Ziming looked at the little guy lying on the bed with an expressionless face and said in a cold voice.

"Ziming! You will scare the baby..."

When Ji's mother saw her son acting so fierce when he came up, she immediately glared at Ji Ziming with some disapproval.

However, although Ji's mother did not agree, it had to be said that Ji Ziming's trick was still somewhat useful for the crying little guy lying on the bed.

No, as soon as Ji Ziming finished speaking, he gradually paused when he saw the little guy crying.

It's just that the good times don't last long...

The little guy's crying had not stopped for three seconds when he saw that the little guy was crying even louder than before.

"Wow--!"

This time, I was really crying!

Listening to the little guy's cries, unlike the two elders of the Ji family, they were all very distressed and coaxing! As the little guy's father, Ji Ziming only felt that one was as big as two!

He frowned at the little guy who was crying louder and louder and became more and more unruly. He frowned and said coldly.

"Why are you crying! What happened to make you cry like this!"

Ji Ziming's appearance didn't look like he was here to comfort the little guy at all. Instead, he looked at the little guy like a prisoner interrogating a prisoner.

Although she didn't agree with her son being so cruel to her grandson, the question Ji Ziming asked was also what she wanted to ask.

"Yes, baby, what happened? Why are you crying like this? Be good~ What are you uncomfortable about? Tell grandma. If you tell grandma, grandma will definitely help you."

Not to mention now, even in normal times, the little guy is the most favored one in the Ji family.

He has no control over who becomes his mother. However, he has the final say on other matters in the Ji family.

Even if the little guy wants to pick the stars in the sky, no one will pick the moon for him.

It's a pity that the reason why the little guy is crying today is——

"I want my mom to be my mom!"

The little guy stopped crying, his little head was buried in the quilt, and he shouted in a muffled voice.

As a result, as soon as the little guy finished speaking, everyone in the bedroom was dumbfounded.

"Huh? Why do you want mom to be your mom?"

Father Ji and Mother Ji both frowned, murmuring in their hearts, could it be that the mother their precious grandson is talking about is Qiao Jingyun?

Subconsciously, the two of them wanted to refuse the little guy's proposal.

After all, this woman Qiao Jingyun is a scourge in their eyes.

The only two good things this woman probably did were to save their son, and the other was to give them such a cute grandson.

Therefore, they can only tolerate her and the Qiao family until now, otherwise...

However, before the two elders of the Ji family could speak, a deep voice echoed in the bedroom.

"You are saying that you want Miss Rega to be your mother?"

As soon as Ji Ziming finished speaking, everyone in the bedroom was dumbfounded again.

They all looked at Ji Ziming in disbelief, feeling inexplicable in their hearts.

Where does this all go?

However, what surprised them was yet to come!

But seeing Ji Ziming's words just fell, the little guy who originally buried his little head in the quilt and cried loudly, unwilling to come out, after hearing Ji Ziming's words, actually lifted his head out of the quilt. He carefully reached out.

"Yeah~! I want mom to be my mom!"

The little guy stuck his little head out. After saying this, he seemed to feel a lot more confident.

"I don't want your fiancée to be my mother! I just want my mother to be my mother!"

Seeing the little guy looking at Ji Ziming so seriously and speaking to Ji Ziming in a very domineering tone, everyone was petrified!

This made them even more stunned than before.

"Baby, you, what are you talking about? What..."

After a long time, Ji's mother came back to her senses. However, before Ji's mother could finish expressing her opinion, she was interrupted again by Ji Ziming.

"good."

A good word made everyone in the room dumbfounded again.

"Really? Daddy! Can I really ask Aunt Rega to be my mother?!"