Chapter 682 - Pei Ge, it surely is true love for CEO Ji to you.
Once she got home from sending Ji Ziming down, Pei Ge was interrogated by her curious mother.
“Ge Ge, what’s going on between you and Xiao Ji? How did you two get together all of a sudden?” Her mother held her hands and asked her this the minute she got home.
“I like him, and he likes me, so we got together,” she answered, smiling at her mother, clearly in a good mood.
Zhang Manhua shook her head wryly once she heard that, teasing, “Really? I wonder who told me that she doesn’t like Xiao Ji and won’t ever get together with him.”
Pei Ge’s face instantly turned crimson at that.
“Mom, I’m not talking to you anymore! I’m tired, and I’m going to bed! You sleep early, too!”
As she spoke, she ran back to her room to escape.
“I’m pregnant with your child.”
“Xiaoyu… how is that possible?! How can your child possible be mine?!”
“Have you forgotten? I was the one by your side that day you got drunk…”
“… Cough, cough, cough!” He coughed lightly to call the attention of his parents, who were both engrossed in what they were watching.
The light coughing made his parents realize that he was at home.
“Ming Ming!” Seeing him, Mother Ji hurriedly turned on the lights and got up off the couch. She then rushed to her son, leaving her husband’s side.
“What brings you home? I’ve missed you to death!”
She lunged toward her son, but he avoided it easily.
“Dad, mom, I’m here today because there’s something that I’d like to clarify with you.”
His gaze moved from his mother to his father.
“En? What matter?”
She blinked in confusion, instinctively becoming more solemn when she saw how serious he was.
“I like Pei Ge, and she’s the girl that I’m dating with marriage in mind. I hope that you can accept her.”
His dark eyes were full of certainty, and as though making a promise, his cold, deep voice sounded with conviction.
“That’s great! I absolutely agree for Ge Ge to be my daughter-in-law!”
She nodded vigorously and without hesitation at his declaration.
His mother’s answer was something he had expected. What he was waiting for was his father’s reply.
“Dad, what about you?”