Mr.CEO Is So Obsessed with His Hot Wife
Chapter 1002: Do I Look Like Someone Who Doesn't Know What's What
Pei Dongshi’s wine had mostly worn off.
He leaned on the sofa, reluctantly watching some cartoons, and planned to head back to his room when his head didn’t hurt as much.
“Come back to the Pei Family with me tomorrow at noon.”
Nan Jiaojiao silently put down the fruit and looked up at him, “It’s your own family.
Can’t you just go back alone?”
“President Hao and my dad are pretty close.
He’s already seen you.
If I don’t bring you back, my mom won’t even let me in the door.”
Nan Jiaojiao laughed twice, brazenly, “Why don’t you beg me?”
His dark eyes narrowed, “Do you want to listen to yourself spouting nonsense?”
Nan Jiaojiao didn’t dare mess with him, “Then I’ll go out tomorrow morning to buy some gifts for godmother and the others.”
Pei Dongshi’s first reaction was horror.
He still remembers the first time Nan Jiaojiao went to the Pei Family, carrying a few hunted wild birds and rabbits, looking like a female bandit just down from the mountains.
She didn’t scare the Pei Family, but she stunned Pei Dongshi.
He repeatedly called her “ancestor,” asking why she didn’t use money to buy things.
Did she not know how?
She said she did buy something.
Then she pointed to the colorful ribbons used to tie up the wild goods’ claws.
She said she specifically went to the mall to buy them.
Pei Dongshi almost got furious.
Grandfather Pei liked her antics, though.
Having spent an entire life on horseback and only retiring after old age, he was used to a carefree, unrestrained life.
After moving back to Beijing, he felt stifled in the square compound.
His nature remained unchanged, and the longer he stayed, the more suffocating he felt.
When he met Nan Jiaojiao, he genuinely liked her and immediately accepted her as his god-granddaughter.
Pei Dongshi occasionally claimed the title “dad” in front of her, but he wouldn’t dare do so in front of the Pei Family.
This girl was too wild, spoiled excessively, making one think she was the actual Pei Family’s granddaughter, out of control.
So when she mentioned buying gifts, Pei Dongshi’s heart raced, fearing she’d cause new trouble.
With reluctance, he handed her a card.
Nan Jiaojiao reached out for it, and he pulled his hand back, warning, “Buy sensible things, don’t mess around, and don’t try to save money.
I’m so poor that all I have left is money.
Please spend it recklessly.”
Nan Jiaojiao glared at him sulkily, “Am I the kind of person who doesn’t understand limits?”
Luckily Pei Dongshi wasn’t standing, or he might have fallen.
His eye twitched, “Are you?
Have you ever gotten a count of yourself?”
Nan Jiaojiao pouted arrogantly, showing inexplicable confidence, her expression annoyingly punchable.
She took the card without looking and shoved it into her bag.
Pei Dongshi didn’t want to stay with her long, fearing it would impact his intelligence, so he went upstairs.
As soon as he left, Nan Jiaojiao enthusiastically gathered a pile of snacks, didn’t eat much, fearing she’d swell from overeating at night before meeting the elders the next day.
She watched a few episodes of cartoons before heading upstairs.
Before showering, she sent Bo Yanching a message:
“I’m at Pei Dong’s place, staying for a few more days before heading back.”
She put the phone down to shower, dried her hair afterward, then picked up her phone.
Bo Yanching’s reply came a minute later:
“Have you decided when you’re coming back?”
Nan Jiaojiao kicked off her shoes, lay in bed, and replied:
“Not yet.”
This time Bo Yanching responded immediately:
“Let me know when you’re coming back, I’ll come pick you up.”
Nan Jiaojiao poked the screen, then deleted her words, and sent him a video.
As soon as she got the angle right, he actually hung up the video.
“?” followed by an emoji of a little cute baby with a question mark on its forehead.
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