Provocative Fiery Wife: My Superior is a Affectionate Spitfire

ng so far away.” He sat straight up in the real leather chair.
Noticing her wariness, he felt his anger burn further.

Am I a raging flood or a savage beast that you should hide far away from?!

“Er…” She blinked her eyes, not knowing how to answer him.

“Come over,” he ordered with a cold look.

“Oh.” She lowered her head and unwillingly strutted toward him upon noticing his angry expression.

Seeing her slow-paced walk, as if she were a little wife, he felt angry and amused.

She looked like a timid and meek wife so much he did not know whether to laugh or cry.

“CEO Ji, do you need something from me?” She felt his hot gaze on her.
Gulping, she carefully raised her head and softly asked him this question.

“Don’t you see the glass shards on the floor?” he icily answered with a question, quickly retracting his gentle expression the moment she lifted her head.

Only when she heard this did the nervous Pei Ge, whose entire focus was on him, realize that a pile of glass shards was on the floor not far from his desk.

“Oh, alright.
CEO Ji, I will clear these glass shards right away.” She sighed in relief.

Whew! Fortunately, his only purpose for calling me in is to do some housekeeping.
Nice! I was almost scared to death by the thought that he had summoned me over to take revenge on me even to the extent of abusing his power!

At her relieved look, he could not help but nudge his mouth, Do you think I’m that lame?

“Mhm, hurry,” he lightly hummed and then impassively flipped open the files on his desk.

It was as if he did not notice her existence as he focused on the files before him.

Noticing his act of treating her like air, she finally felt at ease.
She hurriedly fetched a broom and a dustpan from outside the CEO’s office and then proceeded to sweep all the glass shards on the floor.

Swa, swa, swa! While she tried to quietly sweep the floor with the broom, the glass shards bumping into one another as they were transferred into the dustpan still produced some noise.

She reflexively raised her head to look at him, and when she saw that he did not seem to be bothered by the noise, she put more force into her actions to quicken her pace.

Soon, she was almost done sweeping all the glass shards on the floor.
However, afraid that a certain CEO would blow his top if he discovered a mote, she squatted down to look for any wayward glass shards she might have missed during the sweeping.

Sure enough, she found a small piece of glass shard on the floor, which had not been swept into the dustpan.

As it was just a tiny piece, she decisively picked it up with her bare hand.

She was about to throw the piece of glass shard into the dustpan when she heard—

“What are you doing?” His low and clear voice startled her.

“Ah!” Her hand shook, and the glass shard pierced her finger.

Ouch! A look of pain momentarily flashed across her face.

It was just for an instant, but he still caught her pained expressio