Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

why do we need a private room?! This private room must be expensive!

Regardless, this was Chen Zhengchu’s good intention.
Although Pei Ge was complaining, she was in fact very happy about this setup.

“Miss, please try our special sakura wine.
Its alcohol content is not high and it is sweet.
Women love this type of sakura wine.”

The hostess earlier was already replaced by an experienced waitress.

Her back was straight as she knelt down next to Pei Ge.
Her actions were gentle and graceful when she poured Pei Ge a cup of wine.

“Thank you!” Pei Ge was slightly flattered as she received the small, white porcelain cup from the waitress.

Pei Ge saw that despite the normal exterior of the cup, its interior was delicately decorated with star-like cherry blossom petals.

The pale pink wine, coupled with the illustration of a few sakura petals, was particularly soothing to the nerves.

Pei Ge took a light sip of the wine and her heart resounded with compliments.
The wine was as the waitress had described it: sweet and delicious.

When she finished the drink, she moved to pour herself another cup, but the attentive waitress promptly refilled her cup for her.

Pei Ge looked at the lady by her side gratefully. The service in this place is really good!

She just finished her second cup of sakura wine and, as if she had become addicted to the drink, was about to start on her third one when the wooden door was opened from the outside.

Shua!

Wearing a white shirt, Chen Zhengchu came in.

“Waited long?” He smiled gently at her and, with an apologetic face, said, “Sorry, I’m late again.”

“No, I just arrived as well.” She shook her head and beamed.

“Oh.” He nodded and did not pursue the matter further.

She, who was observing the man, suddenly realized that he seemed to favor white clothes.
She recalled that he was also wearing a white shirt to their first blind date.

When Chen Zhengchu sat opposite her, she blinked and began to feel strange.
If she did not remember wrongly, the shirt he was wearing right now was the same one as before.

Maybe, it’s just the same type?

Her pointed stare was probably too obvious or Chen Zhengchu was just too perceptive, as the man smilingly asked, “Do you find my shirt familiar?”

She was embarrassed and nodded.

“I don’t like the trouble of deciding, so most of my clothes at home are all of the same variety.
Those who don’t know me often misunderstand and think that I don’t change my clothes,” he laughingly explained.

When she heard this, she asked with astonishment, “Don’t tell me that Dr.
Chen wears this type of white shirt for the whole of summer?”

“More or less.” He smiled.

Not knowing why, she felt that something was weird with what the man had just said.

“I bet you are hungry.
Let’s order,” he said this with a light smile.

Pei Ge nodded.
The waitress in a kimono brought over two fancy- and heavy-looking menu and knelt by their side.

Flipping the menu open, she felt a headache coming on.
While the cover of it was extravagant, the inside pages were very simple.

Besides the name of the dishes, there was nothing else.
Simply put, the price and illustration for the food were not indicated at all.

“What’s wrong?” he asked gently.

“I’ve never eaten Japanese cuisines before, so I’ll let you order.”