Chapter 1717 - We Chinese, are Particular About Meeting Friends over Tea.
Chapter 1717 - We Chinese, are Particular About Meeting Friends over Tea.
Chapter 1717: We Chinese, are Particular About Meeting Friends over Tea.
A light smile appeared on Pei Ge’s face as she looked at Butler Charlie with a hint of understanding and respect. Her tone softened as she said, “Butler Charlie, thank you for escorting my mother back and ensuring her safety. Thank you.”
Pei Ge’s tone was very sincere. Charlie was stunned for a moment, but he quickly regained his senses. He seemed to be nervous as he stuttered, “Miss... Miss Pei Ge, this is my responsibility. You don’t have to thank me.”
Pei Ge smiled sweetly and was about to say something when the door opened. Ji Ziming was standing at the door with the three children and Qu Xiujie. Standing behind Ji Ziming, her uncle peered inside and saw Pei Ge talking to Butler Charlie with a shy look.
Ji Ziming narrowed his eyes. In his eyes, Butler Charlie’s figure slowly became smaller until it became a straight line. In this straight line, the alertness around Butler Charlie rose again.
Ji Ziming’s cold aura was released at the same time. The man who had been chatting and laughing with his woman was a foreigner. More importantly, this foreigner looked familiar. Could he be someone Pei Ge had met overseas?
Ji Ziming silently reflected who were around Pei Ge back then. He carefully searched for Charlie’s face in his mind but did not find a similar face. He only seemed to have seen him around someone in the past.
Sensing the unusual atmosphere between the two men, Pei Ge quickly walked to Ji Ziming’s side and smiled sweetly. “Ziming, did you bring the children over?”
“Yes, I brought them over. Could it be that you don’t want me to come over?”
There was a tinge of jealousy in Ji Ziming’s words. Qu Xiujie, who initially did not understand why Ji Ziming was acting so abnormally, finally understood.
Qu Xiujie walked up to Ji Ziming and raised his voice by two decibels. “Say, Ziming, why are you still standing at the door when you’re here? Hurry up and bring the children in. If you come in any later and upset your mother-in-law, you’ll probably have to stay outside for the whole night.”
Qu Xiujie walked into the room openly. Charlie frowned at Qu Xiujie’s nonchalant gaze and his aura slowly turned murderous.
“Dong!” Qu Xiujie reached out to pat Butler Charlie but he was almost thrown over the shoulder by the latter. Just as he was about to fall, the bodyguard chief who was standing at the staircase rushed over and used brute force to save him.
“Sir, this is your Madam’s guest. If you hurt him today, I’m afraid you won’t be able to explain yourself.”
The bodyguard chief’s tone was very unfriendly. From the moment he sat in the car with Charlie’s butler, he could sense that this foreign man was full of disdain and even ridicule for them.
This was because blue eyes could not hide the fears that were the most unfathomable.
“Oh.”
Butler Charlie’s voice was cold and the wariness in his eyes slowly dissipated.
“So you...”
The bodyguard chief signaled to Butler Charlie that he was still holding onto Qu Xiujie’s collar tightly. Although the murderous intent in his eyes was not as strong as before, it could not be ignored.
From the very beginning, this foreign bodyguard was destined to wage a war with them, and it was a constant war.
“Okay, sir, I’m really sorry.”
Charlie released his grip and looked at Qu Xiujie’s nonchalant face. He then looked at the bodyguard chief who was right in front of him and his gaze became more relaxed.
“I’m very sorry. I didn’t know that you were Madam’s guest.”
Although there was a hint of apology in Charlie’s words, there was no emotion on his face.
The bodyguard chief was about to say something when he was pulled away by Ji Ziming who walked over. His voice was cold and he exuded the coldness of winter, as though anyone who approached him would be frozen.
“I remember now. You’re my mother-in-law’s bodyguard, right?”
“I’m a butler.”
Butler Charlie took it seriously as he looked at Ji Ziming without any intention of retreating and his voice was even colder.
“Mr. Ji, I know that you are Miss Pei Ge’s husband, but I also hope that you can believe that nothing happened between us. You don’t have to be jealous of us.”
Ji Ziming, whose thoughts were exposed, was stunned. He looked at Charlie and finally understood how outstanding the man beside Zhang Manhua was.
It was not easy to have such a loyal and protective butler.
“Alright, thanks for your reminder. Since that’s the case, let’s not stand here and talk about such trivial matters. Why don’t we all make a pot of tea and have a good chat? We Chinese, are particular about meeting friends through tea. What do you think?”
Ji Ziming looked at Charlie and said in a cold voice. Although his lips were curled into a smile, one could not feel the warmth from it. It was as though he was surrounded by the chill sunlight. Although it was bright, there was no warmth.
“I don’t like tea.”
Butler Charlie outrightly rejected Ji Ziming’s suggestion. Other than the fact that he did not like to drink tea, he knew that Ji Ziming was not an easy person to deal with. Compared to the bodyguard chief who saved Qu Xiujie earlier, Ji Ziming was comparable to ten bodyguards or more.
“What about coffee?”
Ji Ziming’s smile deepened as his eyes turned vicious.
“I...”
Before Butler Charlie could finish speaking, Pei Ge, who was afraid that this meeting would cause a huge misunderstanding, quickly pulled Ji Ziming and Charlie apart. Standing between the two men, she felt as though they were fighting over her.
“Alright, alright. No matter if it’s tea, coffee, or even fruit juice, as long as you guys want to drink, we have them in the fridge at home. Don’t just stand here. Hurry and sit on the sofa in the living room. I’ll brew some coffee and tea, and cut some fruits for you guys. How about that?”
Pei Ge smiled. Today was a happy day.
Her mother had yet to see what Qu Xiujie was like but she did not understand why the three men were making a ruckus when they were not far from the entrance.