Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

"You?"

Wen Qinghuan looked utterly astonished.

𝒻𝑟ℯℯ𝑤𝑒𝑏𝑛𝘰𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝒸𝑜𝘮

Feng Yize smiled brightly and teasingly said, "Yeah, I won’t be single forever. Qinghuan, I’m claiming it first. When I propose, you’ll have to help me come up with an idea that’s more successful, better, and more romantic than the one you helped Big Brother with."

Qinghuan was amused by his words, and her previous unhappiness vanished. She playfully raised her eyebrows, "Alright, but you need to have money first."

"I do. I’ll start earning money properly to marry a wife now."

"Flying around all the time, are you sure you won’t spend all your earnings on the airline industry?"

Feng Yize shook his head, "No way. I’ve made quite a bit over the years. I came today just for Big Brother and Sister-in-law. Qinghuan, those paintings you sent me last time, do you have any drafts?"

The topic shifted too quickly, and Qinghuan was momentarily unable to respond.

After a few seconds of being stunned, she nodded.

Feng Yize immediately said, "Qinghuan, can you give me those original paintings later? They’re too good."

"No problem."

——

In the living room of Ye Zhan’s home in the suburbs of G City.

He looked at the group of people who resembled bandits, pressing a hand to his temple with indifference, asking, "Jinchen, why did you bring so many people to my house?"

"You stood us all up and still have the nerve to ask why we’re here. Ye Zhan, have you forgotten my sister hasn’t married you yet?"

Mo Ziye’s indifferent ridicule turned his gaze to Qingqing and Qingling.

The two of them immediately asked with a smile, "Ye Zhan, where’s Sister Momo? Isn’t she with you?"

Ye Zhan frowned, subtly shifted his tall body to block the staircase, and replied calmly, "Haven’t you all eaten yet?"

"If you and Sister Momo aren’t there, who’s going to pay for our meal?" Ziyang complained discontentedly.

Ye Zhan smiled slightly, "I said I’d treat everyone to dinner, so of course I’ll pay. You don’t have to worry about that; go back and order again, and I’ll foot the bill."

In other words, please leave and don’t disturb my time alone with Momo.

"We’re not leaving. Just make us something with whatever’s in your fridge," Mo Ziye glanced at Ye Zhan, turned, and walked toward the sofa.

Ye Zhan’s hope for a two-person world was shattered.

Mo Ziye always led the charge.

As he didn’t leave, naturally, the others didn’t either.

Qingling and Qingqing exchanged a glance, smiled mischievously, and said, "We’ll go upstairs to find Sister Momo," then squeezed past Ye Zhan and went upstairs.

Even though Ye Zhan stood in front of the stairs, he wouldn’t lay a finger on them, and Qingling even nudged his tall body a bit.

Qingling ran a couple of steps, then turned back to flash Ye Zhan a smile, "Ye Zhan, congratulations on your successful proposal. Hurry up and get married to Sister Momo. I’ve even prepared my wedding gift—a big one."

"How much?"

Qingqing asked with a playful smile.

Qingling raised her eyebrow and held up a finger to Qingqing.

Qingqing blinked, "A hundred thousand?"

Qingling shook her head, and Qingqing continued guessing, "A million? Ten million? Don’t tell me it’s a billion?"

Qingqing exclaimed in surprise.

Qingling nodded calmly, raising her beautiful eyebrows, "Isn’t it a big gift? A billion. It’s a pity you and Brother Ziyi married early... I should have extorted more, even from Sister Tongtong, Zinan, Qinghuan, and Ziyang."

The more she talked, the more Qingling’s little face fell.

Listening to Chu Junming’s tone, he seemed to be the kind of low-key rich guy who wasn’t short of money. She regretted not thinking of the fact that Sister Tongtong was about to get married; she couldn’t just give a billion to Momo and Ye Zhan.

Biting her lip, Qingling secretly thought that next time she saw Chu Junming, she should discuss splitting that billion into five shares.

In the room.

Momo had just finished getting dressed after washing up, and as she stood in front of the mirror tidying herself, a knock came from outside.

She went to open the door, and Qingling and Qingqing came in smiling, each clinging to one of her arms, looking at her with teasing eyes, "Sister Momo, you and Ye Zhan abandoned us just to come back for a daytime rendezvous."

Momo’s mouth twitched.

She glared at them, smiling, "What nonsense are you talking about? I wasn’t feeling well, so I didn’t go to Yi Pin Xuan."

"Not feeling well? You might fool me, but can you fool Qingqing, who’s already a married woman?" Qingling pouted, feeling betrayed that she had used her reputation to get a big gift for her and Ye Zhan, yet she hurt her pure heart like this.

Qingqing feigned a punch at Qingling, "Qingling, I’m nothing like Sister Momo and Ye Zhan, leaving a group of people to come back for some daytime fun."

Momo felt her face heat up at their teasing and quickly changed the topic, "Who else is here?"

"Everyone except Qinghuan and Chu Junming is here."

"Qinghuan and Chu Junming?"

Qingling briefly explained that when she left, only Chu Junming and Qinghuan were left behind.

"Ziyang can be really careless as a brother," Momo frowned, "I should have Ziyang go pick up Qinghuan; it’ll be uncomfortable for her to be alone with Chu Junming."

At Momo’s words, Qingling’s face showed a trace of apology, "I forgot about it too."

"Sister Momo, why not call Chu Junming first? No matter how much he’s avoiding Qinghuan, he wouldn’t embarrass her when she’s the only one left."

Qingqing calmly analyzed.

Chu Junming seemed like a very gentlemanly man.

"I’ll call, since I’m the one who left Qinghuan there," Qingling self-critically said, furrowing her brows.

Momo raised her eyebrow at her, "Alright, Qingling, you call Chu Junming."

At this moment, on the third floor of Yi Pin Xuan Pavilion, Chu Junming sat alone at the large round table, eating elegantly from the full spread of dishes.

As the phone rang, he put down his chopsticks, leisurely taking out his phone.

Seeing Bai Qingling’s name on the caller ID, Chu Junming composed himself before answering, "Hello."

"Chu Junming, are you and Qinghuan still at Yi Pin Xuan?"

"I’m here, Qinghuan left."

"What?"

Hearing that Qinghuan left, Bai Qingling’s voice suddenly shot up several octaves, "Did you drive Qinghuan away? How can you be so ungentlemanly as a man? If something happened to her, wouldn’t you feel guilty?"

"Are you done yelling?"

"How dare you criticize me for yelling at you? If something happens to Qinghuan, I’ll definitely teach you a lesson."

"Qinghuan didn’t leave alone; she’s with Yi Ze."

Chu Junming explained, furrowing his brows with indifference.

He wondered who he had offended today; he had planned to eat a bit more, but now he had no appetite.

Bai Qingling looked like a refined lady, but she was actually a wild girl, always ready to give him a scolding.

On the other end of the line, the girl who had just been yelling at him was silent for a few seconds. When her voice came through again, it was somewhat sheepish, "She’s with Feng Yize. Why didn’t you clarify earlier? I was worried about her being alone, so just ignore what I said before."

Chu Junming’s lips curled into a mocking smile, "You scold me, then expect me to pretend I didn’t hear it? I misunderstand you, and you expect compensation for your wedding gift fund. Qingling, did you study abacus from elementary school?"