Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is an Affectionate Spitfire
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1171 You actually believe me instead of Ji Ziming.
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Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is an Affectionate Spitfire
Author :Song Xixi
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1171 You actually believe me instead of Ji Ziming.

Pei Ge looked down at the little fella sleeping next to her and noted the many beads of sweat on his forehead. She felt an inexplicable fury and sadness boil inside her!

She did not know why, but she felt exceptionally affectionate toward this boy.

An unexplainable affection…

"Mommy… I'm sorry… So sorry, mommy…"

The child kept murmuring this in a voice filled with grievance and helplessness…

"Okay, okay. You're fine; you're fine. Mommy won't throw you away. Mommy is here…"

She bent down and pressed her cheek against his, gently whispering that to him.

"It's all my fault, mommy… my fault… that daddy doesn't like me…"

"Good boy! Baby, you are mommy's precious. You are not wrong; daddy loves you, too. Don't be sad anymore…"

She kept consoling the child, and just like that, under her incessant reassurance, the child's emotions finally settled.

Soon, his cute, little face revealed a light smile.

"Mommy, you're so good…" he softly murmured, proceeding to rub his cheek against her like a kitten.

"Good boy, sleep… Mommy loves you the most…"

She heaved a huge sigh of relief upon seeing the little fella return to normal and be rid of his nightmare.

After she was done consoling him, she moved to go back to sleep, but her eyes suddenly caught sight of something very familiar.

"This is…"

She spotted a green item peeking out from under the child's pillow and her eyes widened in disbelief at it.

"This is…" A walkie-talkie?

She reached out and pulled the object from under his pillow.

Unexpectedly, it was really a walkie-talkie and was the exact same one she had at home.

Her eyebrows moved ever so slightly as she regarded it.

Staring at the walkie-talkie in her hand, her eyeballs turned in their sockets.

"Could it be…"

Could it be that the child who had been talking to her all this while was this little fella sleeping next to her?!

Was this not a little too coincidental?!

She looked at the child deeply asleep beside her in disbelief.

Even though she found his voice to be familiar, she did not expect him to be that boy she had been conversing with for some time!

"It shouldn't be… right?"

She pressed her lips together, but when she switched on the walkie-talkie, she realized that its frequency was set to hers!

This was their secret channel!

The boy I've been talking to using this walkie-talkie is truly Ji Chi?!

"Gosh…"

Her eyes widened infinitely as she regarded the sleeping child beside her in shock.

"We've known each other a long time ago, huh…"

She alternated between looking at the walkie-talkie and the child, revealing a helpless smile.

This explains everything…

Why I met this child at the amusement park and why… he would say that about his parents…


This little fella said before that his father doesn't like his mother, though. Why… is that?

Isn't his *ssh*l* of a father supposed to like Qiao Jingyun a lot?

If not, he wouldn't have let that woman give birth to this little fella many years ago?

He even cheated on me like that back then…

Still… Why did this boy say that his father doesn't like his mother?

Could it be… that there's a misunderstanding somewhere?

At this point, she felt her heart skip a beat.

If it's truly a misunderstanding… what role did that woman play back then, and what role did I play?

For the rest of the night, she was unable to go back to sleep.

Even if she fell into a light sleep, her night was also full of nightmares.

In her dream, she returned to five years ago—that time when she had tired herself in and out…

'Ha ha ha! You d*mb*ss, the woman Ji Ziming likes is you and not me, but you actually believed me instead of believing him! Ha ha ha ha!'

'No, it's not that… It's not…'

'Ha ha! Rest assured; I'll replace you and properly take care of your man… and your child…'

'No, no! Qiao Jingyun, don't touch my child!'

"Mommy? Mommy…"

She opened her eyes to the little fella lying on top of her and shaking her.

"Mommy, what's wrong?"

Seeing that she was finally awake, the child quickly lowered his head and rubbed it against her chin.

"…" She woke up from her nightmares and saw the child's adorable face.

Ah, so those are just dreams…

She sucked in a deep breath and looked at the child lying on top of her.

"Nothing. Mommy's fine…"

The moment she said this, though, she was stunned.

Mommy…

This whole night, she dreamed that Qiao Jingyun had stolen her child and her child even kept calling her 'mommy'…

"Baby is hungry…"

Seeing that she was spacing out, the child pouted his small, pink lips and tugged at her in dissatisfaction; he seemed unhappy that he was being ignored.

"Mhm-kay. Let's go have breakfast."

Taking another deep breath, she cast away her recent dream.

It's all just a dream! No matter the scenario or how realistic it was, it's just a dream…

Also, even if I did misunderstand Ji Ziming back then… what else could I do? He still had a child with Qiao Jingyun and even has a fiancée now…

After casting away all her unrealistic thoughts, she changed her clothes and helped the child change his, too. After which, she held his hand and left the bedroom with him.

"Mommy, walk here! Here!"

The child held her hand and led the way for her as if he were the owner of this house. Alas—

"Little master, you went the wrong way. This isn't the way to the dining room…"

The maid spotted the child leading Pei Ge, saying that they would have breakfast, and very softly pointed him in the right direction.

The child immediately blushed at this.

"Pfft!" She burst out laughing upon seeing his cheeks turn as red as an apple.

"You're directionally challenged, huh! My precious children are also directionally challenged!"

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