Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

t use is there?

“Ge Ge, I’m doing a serious analysis all right? I’m serious; I really think that your boss likes you.
If not, why would he stay with you—”

“Ah, Xiaoyu, it must be quite late there, right? How come you’re calling me at this time? Aren’t you tired?” She suddenly changed the subject.

“D*mn you!” She cursed at her friend’s act of changing the topic but did not pursue it further.
“Fine, fine.
Whatever you say.”

“Hei hei, my Xiaoyu is the best! Isn’t it very late there? Is something the matter?” she asked with slight concern.

Although she initially asked the question to change the topic, she was also worried for her best friend, who usually followed a strict sleeping routine, since the latter was still awake.

It’s around 3 PM here in Beijing, so it should be past midnight in America now.

“Ah, it’s nothing much.
I was just disturbed by Zhengrong.” Her voice sounded resentful yet blissful.

Pei Ge felt slightly jealous at her reply.
“I’m so jealous of your boyfriend.
You’re not that gentle with me.
If I woke you up at midnight, you’d probably hit me to death.”

“Hei hei hei! How can you compare boyfriend and girlfriend?!” Her best friend laughed.

“Qie! You value love over your friend! Still, is he not out of the hospital yet?” she asked.

“Not yet.
The doctor said that he needs to be observed for a few more days.” Worry seeped into her best friend’s voice.

“Don’t worry; didn’t the doctor say that he is recovering well?” she comforted softly.
Although she had yet to meet her best friend’s partner, she knew that she loved that man to bits.

“I know.
Don’t worry about me and worry about yourself! You’re staying with a god-like man now, and he’s just next door… Imagine if he walks into the wrong room and enters yours at night!”

“Tang Xiaoyu, what nonsense is that?!”

The two ended their talk amid laughter.

The smile was still on her face even after they bid each other good night.

While that scenario her best friend had thought of was unlikely to happen, her cheeks still faintly blushed at the thought.

…

New York City, America.

“Who were you on the phone with?”

When Tang Xiaoyu returned, she saw her boyfriend still wide awake in bed.
She felt a little helpless.

“Why aren’t you asleep? It’s already very late; quickly go to sleep.”

“You called that friend again?”

The man repeated his question, seemingly forcing an answer from her.

“Yes.” She smiled in a slightly unnatural tone.
For someone not especially close to her, this unnaturalness would be imperceptible.

“All right, Zhengrong, it’s time for you to rest—”

The man cut in as he sat on the bed.

“You, perhaps, don’t realize that you hide from me when you answer your friend’s call.”