Chapter 160

Peggy couldn't believe his eyes. Outside his door, there was a figure who couldn't appear at all.

And the shape of the man who could not appear at her door at all made her dare not believe it.

She was frightened for a moment. She didn't even call her usual address. She stammered directly and called Ji Ziming's name.

"You, why are you here?!" Peige widened his eyes and looked at Ji Ziming standing in front of him with many food boxes in his hands.

I don't know whether it's her illusion or what's going on. She always feels that there is a smell of rice in her nose.

"Why, can't I come if others can come?" Ji Ziming looked at Peige's face and snorted coldly.

"..." Pei Ge was speechless after listening to Ji Ziming's words. She remembered that she had just finished a quarrel with this man tonight.

So she snorted coldly. Just as she was about to close the door, she saw her mother's voice coming from the room.

"Greg, who's out there?"

"Ah! No one knocks at the wrong door!" Peggy lied subconsciously.

But she stood at the door and muttered for so long that Zhang Manhua was suspicious.

So just now, when asking questions, Zhang Manhua's footsteps had already walked towards the door.

"You, what are you doing at my house? Let's go if you're okay." Peige said to Ji Ziming in disgust.

Ji Ziming looks at Pei GE's way of driving himself away. He's angry. He wants to know when he has done this for a woman!

But what happened was that the woman in front of her was ungrateful and disliked herself so much that she wanted to drive herself away?

"Peggy, don't go too far." Ji Ziming's voice was low and his eyes looked at Peige coldly.

"I've gone too far. Let's talk about going to work tomorrow. It's time to get off work. I want to sleep..." before I finished speaking, I heard a startling cry.

"Oh, who is the young man standing outside?" Zhang Manhua stood behind Peige, looking at the man in a suit and carrying a wooden food box at the door, and exclaimed in surprise.

"Is this a fast food delivery man? He's so handsome! He doesn't look like a delivery man at all!" Zhang Manhua looked at Ji Ziming with a smile and said with great emotion.

The two people standing inside and outside the door listened to Zhang Manhua's words. They were all bad.

"..." Peggy: Mom, your eyes are too bad. Which little brother who delivers fast food will wear a suit to deliver fast food.

"..." Ji Ziming: sure enough, it's both mother and daughter. His eyes are especially bad. He doesn't seem to be delivering fast food!

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly. He was about to climb up the pole and said that Ji Ziming was a waiter. Then he closed the door and saw Ji Ziming speak.

"Hello, aunt. I'm Peggy's colleague." Although Ji Ziming didn't have any expression on his face, his tone was very polite, which made Zhang Manhua have a high liking for Ji Ziming at once.

"It's our colleagues!" Zhang Manhua said pleasantly surprised. Then he patted Peige on the shoulder and said reproachfully, "you child, you don't welcome your colleagues into the house ~"

"..." shit! Pei Ge glared at Ji Ziming angrily. He didn't understand what the nuisance came to her house for.

"Come in, come in ~" Zhang Manhua warmly greeted Ji Ziming into the house.

Pei Ge looked at Ji Ziming without looking at her, and walked into his home. He murmured in his heart, why is her mother so enthusiastic.

However, in a short time, Peggy understood what his mother meant.

"Young man, what do you call it?" Zhang Manhua smiled at Ji Ziming sitting on the sofa opposite him and said enthusiastically.

"Aunt, my name is Ji Ziming." Ji Ziming politely answered Zhang Manhua while putting the wooden lunch box on the tea table in front of him.

"Ji Ziming? Good name." Zhang Manhua smiled and looked at Ji Ziming carefully. Looking at the extraordinary appearance of the young man in front of him, Zhang Manhua couldn't help glancing at his daughter.

She didn't expect that her daughter made such an excellent friend in silence.

"Xiao Ji, how old are you this year?"

After his mother called Ji Ziming Xiao Ji, Pei Ge felt bad.

Who knows, Ji Ziming didn't care much about this title, but politely replied to Zhang Manhua, "29."

"Twenty nine? Very good, very good." Zhang Manhua smiled again and muttered that his daughter is 26 this year, with a difference of three years. She's just fine!

This sign is also quite suitable.

Looking at his mother laughing like this, Peige couldn't guess his mother's careful thinking.

Looking at his mother, he looked like his son-in-law. Looking at Ji Ziming, he felt his cheeks hot, shy and angry.

"Mom! What do you say!" Pei Ge shouted angrily, and then stared at Ji Ziming.

It's this annoying guy who comes to his house without anything! Hurt his mother to misunderstand them so much!

"Mr. Ji, it's so late. My mother and I are going to rest. Please go back quickly!"

To tell the truth, Pei Ge still doesn't know why Ji Ziming went crazy and came to their house!

incorrect! How did this nuisance know her home address?

"President Ji?" Zhang Manhua listened to his daughter's address to the handsome guy, and was suddenly dumbfounded.

Ji Ziming seemed not to hear Pei GE's words. He looked indifferent and opened the delicate and heavy lunch boxes.

"Aunt, when I had dinner with Peggy just now, there were still a lot of dishes that hadn't used chopsticks. So I packed them for her."

The clear bony, white and slender fingers formed a sharp contrast with the black brown wooden box, which made Peige and Zhang Manhua stare at the lunch box.

Mingming just opened the lunch box and pulled out the wooden boxes inside, but because Ji Ziming did it, it became elegant and extremely pleasing to the eye.

Just as they held their breath and looked at Ji Ziming, unconsciously, all those lunch boxes were divided into boxes of cooking plates, putting the whole tea table full.

"These dishes are very fresh Japanese food." Ji Ziming put the tableware on the tea table and said softly.

At this time, Peige and Zhang Manhua were shocked by Ji Ziming's action.

When they come to other people's homes, they bring fruits and some small gifts. However, they have never seen anyone who can bring up such a table of dishes when they come to other people's homes!

Thinking so, Zhang Manhua's eyes lit up when he looked at Ji Ziming.

Ouch, mom! This kind of man is not the kind of good man who can live at home! I didn't see you coming to the woman's house. Did you bring such a table of food? How homely it must be!