Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2122: Chapter 2121: I Will Always Be Good to You

Jing Xiaocha was worried that Wen Jin’s food would get cold, so she ate quickly.

Every time Wen Jin brought a spoon to her mouth, she would eagerly eat it, and after seeing her eat half a bowl like this, Wen Jin couldn’t help but say, "Don’t rush, eat slowly. I’m not going to fight you for it."

"..."

Jing Xiaocha swallowed the porridge in her mouth, chuckled, and said, "I’m really afraid you might fight me for it later."

"How much of your script is still not revised?"

Wen Jin smiled indulgently, trying to distract her by chatting.

Jing Xiaocha shook her head. Mentioning the script and novel made her feel frustrated, and the smile faded from her face as her lips pouted slightly. "There are still a few episodes left. I was planning to finish them in the next few days, but my arm is not cooperating."

"You should cherish your arm for now. It’s better to not work for a while than to exhaust it completely."

Wen Jin teased with a smile.

Jing Xiaocha pouted, "It’s not that serious, Brother Wen, my arm was just pricked by a nail, it won’t get completely useless."

Wen Jin frowned and said seriously, "How is it not serious? That nail was rusty, and it punctured your artery. It was delayed for so long, the infection from bacteria could have been life-threatening, never mind losing an arm."

"..."

Jing Xiaocha pursed her lips and blinked innocently.

Seeing her like this, Wen Jin thought of the scene when she fainted that afternoon, and his heart softened as he lightly sighed, "If your arm had been operated on an hour later, it would really have needed amputation. If you don’t believe me, you can ask Ah Kai, or the doctor who operated on you."

"Brother Wen, I heard that you nearly donated blood for me that day?"

Jing Xiaocha asked hesitantly, her eyes fixed on Wen Jin.

Wen Jin paused slightly.

His dark eyes flickered as he brought a spoon of porridge to her mouth, answering her question with another, "Did Ranran tell you?"

Ranran had talked to him in the morning, so Wen Jin figured Ranran must have spoken well of him in front of Xiaocha after learning he liked her.

"It wasn’t Sister Wen; it was Older Brother Gu."

Jing Xiaocha said softly, lowering her eyes again at the thought of Gu Kai’s words.

Wen Jin showed an expression of realization, "So Ah Kai told you."

"Brother Wen, you are too kind to me."

"Don’t you want me to be kind to you?"

Wen Jin put the spoon back in the bowl and gazed deeply at her.

Jing Xiaocha was caught off guard by his question and blinked in confusion.

Of course, she wanted Brother Wen to be kind to her, even wished he would only be kind to her and not to any other girls.

But Jing Xiaocha knew in her heart that it was impossible.

Brother Wen had a girlfriend, and once he got married, he would care even less for her.

Thinking of this, a trace of sadness crept into Jing Xiaocha’s heart, and her eyebrows and eyes unconsciously carried a thin layer of melancholy.

Wen Jin, observing her changing emotions, felt a subtle tightness in his heart, and said gently, "Don’t be sad, I will always be good to you."

"Brother Wen, you don’t need to be so good to me, you should be more considerate to Sister Ou, she is the one who will become your wife in the future."

As long as Wen Jin said that, Jing Xiaocha felt it was enough.

She didn’t need him to be good to her forever; as long as he was happy, she felt happy.

"For some things, I’ll tell you a few days later. For now, don’t overthink it, and stop worrying about my affairs all the time."

Wen Jin was silent for a few seconds and then started feeding Jing Xiaocha again.

"Brother Wen, I’m full, you eat."

Jing Xiaocha shook her head after eating one more spoonful, unwilling to eat more.

Wen Jin frowned slightly, "You’re full after eating so little? Is it because you don’t like the porridge?"

"No, I’m really full. I’ve been lying in bed all day, not digesting as fast as usual."

Wen Jin thought for a moment and found it reasonable.

Back when he was bedridden, he also ate less.

So he laughed, "Then let’s not eat for now; if you get hungry later tonight, you can eat more."

**

Mo family.

At the dinner table, Zhang Minghui asked Wen Ran, "Aunt Wen, can I visit my aunt again tomorrow?"

"Of course you can, but don’t let it interfere with your studies," Wen Ran replied with a gentle smile.

"Mom, earlier, when you were talking to Dad, I heard you say Uncle is taking care of Aunt Xiaocha. Has Uncle broken up with Aunt Ou?"

Before dinner, when Wen Ran was talking to Mo Xiuchen who just got home from work, this was overheard by Ziyi.

Once he asked, Zhang Minghui, sitting beside him, immediately looked at Wen Ran with shining eyes.

And sitting on Ziyi’s other side, Qingqing was blinking her bright eyes, placing the egg she carefully peeled into Ziyi’s bowl, her soft voice reaching his ears, "Brother, eat, egg."

"You eat the egg white, I’ll eat the yolk."

Ziyi’s attention was immediately drawn by Qingqing, taking the peeled egg from her hand, he praised her, "Qingqing is really smart; I only taught you once, and you’ve already managed to peel the egg."

Receiving praise, Qingqing’s eyes curved with pride, "Qingqing is amazing."

"Yes, Qingqing is amazing, this is your reward."

Ziyi broke off a piece of egg white and fed it to Qingqing. Qingqing was used to being fed by him like this, opening her mouth to take a bite, her eyes curling into crescents.

Seeing Zhang Minghui still looking at her, Wen Ran couldn’t help but smile, "Little Hui, quickly eat your meal."

"Oh."

Although Zhang Minghui was eager to know if Uncle Wen had really broken up with Aunt Ou and was now taking care of his aunt, as Ziyi said, he dared not ask so bluntly.

Even though Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen were not stern towards him, they were not his own parents after all, and this wasn’t his home.

He remembered Jing Xiaocha’s advice and didn’t dare to be reckless.

"Brother, peel more."

After eating the egg Ziyi fed her, Qingqing eagerly pointed her finger at the eggs on the plate in front of her.

It wasn’t that she was addicted to eating eggs, but to peeling them.

Ziyi promptly nodded, "Alright, brother will peel this whole plate of eggs for you."

"Ziyi, are you sure you can finish them all?"

Sitting at the head of the table, Mo Xiuchen spoke up. He had noticed that his son’s indulgence towards Qingqing was even greater than his towards Ranran.

With his father’s interruption, Ziyi remained composed and calmly replied, "Dad, there are five eggs left on the plate, just enough for you, Mom, Zhang Minghui, Momo, and Xin Xin, one each. Qingqing is peeling eggs using this method for the first time, she’s sure to showcase it, right Mom."

"Don’t always put your mother on the spot, you know Mom doesn’t eat eggs at night."

Mo Xiuchen deliberately maintained the sternness of a father, speaking with seriousness.

"Dad, you love Mom so much, you’ll definitely help her eat it, so even if Qingqing peels all these five eggs, they won’t go to waste."

Wen Ran looked at Mo Xiuchen with a smile, "Considering Qingqing learned this so smartly, don’t make it hard for Ziyi. If there’s really no one to eat them, he can just save them and eat them tomorrow."