Chapter 191

"You child, why don't you call me." Zhang Manhua looked at the porridge and steamed dumplings and said reproachfully.

"Mom, stop talking. I'm going to wash my face and brush my teeth. Please help me look at the pot first."

"OK, I see."

After giving the breakfast cooked in the kitchen to Zhang Manhua, Peige quickly went to the bathroom to wash, returned to his bedroom and changed into a set of more casual clothes.

After cleaning himself up, when he returned to the kitchen, the steamed dumplings and boiled preserved egg lean meat porridge on the pot can already come out of the pot.

"Mom, it's breakfast ~" Peige looked at the beautiful preserved egg and lean meat porridge in the pot and the crystal clear steamed dumplings, with an unspeakable pride in his heart.

Although she hasn't cooked for many years, her craft hasn't changed!

In those days, the breakfast she made was very enjoyable when she set up a stall outside~

After putting the breakfast on the table, Pei Ge accompanied his mother to have a fairly rich breakfast, which was left. The breakfast kept warm in the pot was put into the heat preservation box and brought it to Ji Ziming.

Because he was in a hurry, Peige was very painful. He stopped a taxi and rushed to the capital hospital.

It's not like her anxious heart yesterday. Today, after getting off the taxi and looking at the price on the meter, Peggy only felt that her heart was dripping blood.

She couldn't help asking president Ji Da whether the taxi fare can be reimbursed? Too expensive!

Holding a heat preservation box in her hand, Qin Qitong is not waiting for her at the elevator entrance of the VIP ward floor today.

However, she was able to enter the VIP ward without appointment.

After opening the wooden door of the ward, Pei Ge walked into Ji Ziming's VIP ward and entered the ward with a familiar way.

In the early morning, the bright and clear sunshine came in from the transparent glass window in the ward and was warm on the man leaning on the hospital bed.

He was plated with a layer of warm golden light, which made the man who originally looked cold and inaccessible feel gentle and close in an instant.

The man was elegant and quiet, bathed in the sun, his slender fingers holding the brown leather book, reading the book quietly.

It looks noble and elegant. Less cold and arrogant, more harmless feeling.

Looking at Ji Ziming like this, Pei GE's breath can't help but be a screen. He doesn't dare to disturb such a pair. The beautiful scene is like a painting.

It's just that Ji Ziming is Ji Ziming after all.

Even when he is quiet, he looks gentle, harmless and elegant. He is also the cold, arrogant and noble Ji Ziming after all.

"You're late. Today's salary is gone." Ji Ziming looked at Peige, put down the book in his hand, glanced at Peige coldly and said faintly.

After saying this sentence, Peige woke up in a moment.

Just now, all her beautiful feelings for Ji Ziming disappeared. For a moment, Ji Ziming turned into a devil again in Peige's eyes.

"Where is it late? It's not eight thirty yet!" As soon as he heard that he wanted to deduct his salary, Peige immediately argued for himself.

"I have to have breakfast before eight." Ji Ziming put on his slippers and walked down from the bed.

"... you didn't say! Besides, our home is a little far from the hospital and there is no direct bus. I took a taxi this morning. It cost me hundreds of dollars just for the fare. I have to pay a discount to deliver you breakfast. You have to deduct my money. It's really too much." Peige looked at Ji Ziming wrongfully. Is it easy for her to get up and cook for Ji Ziming this morning!

Pei Geyue became more and more angry. He simply told Ji Ziming about his suffering.

"I came home last night and was tossing about breakfast for you. I got up to make breakfast for you before six o'clock this morning. Am I easy? I didn't sleep well. I was eager to bring you breakfast and you had to deduct my salary..."

As the saying goes, a crying child has milk to drink.

Listening to Pei GE's words, Ji Ziming pursed his lips. Finally, he said faintly, "well, don't deduct your salary."

"Really?" Pei Ge, who had bowed his head and pitifully complained about his pain, immediately raised his head and blinked at Ji Ziming.

"Yes." Ji Ziming looked at Peige reluctantly and nodded.

"That..." Peige blinked and said again: "can I reimburse the taxi fare I come to you every day?"

Ji Ziming looked at Peige's look of a small financial fan. He didn't feel funny, "well, repay."

After that, before Pei Ge thanked Ji Ziming happily, he saw Ji Ziming turn around and take out a golden card from the bedside table next to the hospital bed.

"Take this card and use it." Ji Ziming handed the credit card to Peige and said calmly.

"Ah? Why give me a card?" Pei Ge looks at the credit card handed over by Ji Ziming and has some doubts. Doesn't she just want to reimburse the fare.

"Reimbursement." Ji Ziming explained concisely.

Pei Ge listened to Ji Ziming's words and quickly shook his head. He didn't accept the credit card Ji Ziming handed to her.

"No, when the salary is paid at the end of the month, send it to me together. Don't give me a card." Peggy said with a smile.

It's too dangerous to swipe credit cards. It's hot to hold.

Seeing Pei GE's resolute refusal to accept credit cards, Ji Ziming frowned slightly and felt a little unhappy in his heart.

Peige clearly felt the change in Ji Ziming's mood this time, and she quickly changed the topic.

"Mr. Ji, have breakfast. You must be hungry!"

With that, Peige moved his steps, went to the square table in the room, put the insulation box on the square table and opened the insulation box.

When the dish with steamed dumplings in the lunch box is taken out and placed on the square table, the steamed dumplings are still steaming hot.

Looking at the small and lovely steamed dumplings, Peige smiled and put a bowl of hot preserved egg lean meat porridge next to the steamed dumplings.

"I made some home-made breakfast casually. I don't know if it's suitable for the general taste of the season. You can try ~" Pei Ge arranged the dishes and chopsticks, looked at Ji Ziming with a smile and said softly, but there was a slight tension in his tone.

Ji Ziming looked at the very simple breakfast, a bowl of porridge, a plate of steamed dumplings and a small plate of things like pickles on the square table. His eyebrows could not help but frown again.

Three meals a day, even a simple diet like breakfast, which Ji Ziming can eat very abundantly, is now the first time to eat this kind of breakfast with only two and a half plates.

Looking at such a simple breakfast, he refused. However, when he looked at the look of expectation on Peige's face, he still sat at the square table and picked up chopsticks