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312 It is so cold his head turns green! (1/2)

Peng! A loud sound rang about as the suite's electric door was opened from the outside.

The door's loud collision with the wall caused Pei Ge, who was kneeling on the bed to remove Tang Xiaoyu's jacket, to jump back in surprise.

In her slightly drunken state, her brain lagged at processing things, and, in that moment, she did not turn her head to look and, instead, remained in her kneeling position.

Who knew that her position would look intimate from a person observing from afar, though?

When Ji Ziming opened the door and walked into the warm suite, which was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere, what he saw was Pei Ge kneeling over somebody.

However, as he was quite a distance away, he was unable to see the other person clearly and only saw that the 'man' was wearing leather pants.

He was relieved to see that she was still neatly clad.

Even so, he still seethed with rage at the sight of her kneeling before and touching the other person.

What exactly is this damn woman doing?! Where is she placing her hands?! And what kind of position is that?! Is she giving a man a free hug in her drunkenness?!

”Pei Ge, you damn woman, what are you doing?!”

Yi, why does that voice sound so familiar?

In her drunken state, she failed to react in time at that voice's angry exclamation.

It was only when she turned and clearly saw the man who had just shouted at her that she reacted.

”Ji - Ji - Ji Ziming?!”

Her eyes widened in shock at the sight of the man who was taking large strides toward her.

Why is this annoying person here?! And what's with his menacing face?

”Very good! You can actually still recognize me!” He glared at her with eyes that could spurt fire.

His typically frosty face resembled a volcano that had just erupted; it was contorted with rage.

Seeing his livid face, she involuntarily shuddered.

His one hand pinched her chin while his other hand gripped her shoulder with much strength.

”Do you know what you are doing?!”

She was wholly baffled as to why he would suddenly appear here and could not fathom what he was going on about.

”Speak! Speak!” At the odd look she was giving him, he fumed even more. This damn woman, how much wine did she drink exactly?!

”Ah, speak what?” She might have drunk a lot, but it was not to the extent of fainting and not knowing north from south. Nonetheless, she was tipsy, so her reaction was a bit slower.

Seeing her silly state, he was angered further and was about to blow his top.

”Very good! You still dared to ask me such a question!” He glared at her irksomely and spoke through gritted teeth.

”How will I know what you want to hear from me if I don't ask?” she countered, clearly unafraid of death.