Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2123: Chapter 2122: Brother Wen, You’re So Kind

Wen Ran’s words had just left her mouth when Ziyi immediately drooped his head, looking at her with forlorn eyes.

As if to say, Mom, I’m your flesh and blood, how could you do this?

Mo Xiuchen curled his lips in satisfaction, “Alright then, let’s go with what Ranran said. Keep the eggs that Qingqing peeled, take your time eating them tomorrow. None of us will help you eat them.”

Since Ziyi wants to spoil Qingqing, he has to deal with the consequences himself.

Ziyi slightly pursed his lips, “How about I pay for these eggs, is that okay?”

“Of course not. Even if you buy them, you still can’t waste them.”

It was Wen Ran who spoke. After saying this, she softened her tone a bit, “Ziyi, you must remember, no matter when or how rich you are, you must never waste food.”

Ziyi fell silent for a moment, just as he was about to speak again, Zhang Minghui beside him smiled and said, “Uncle Mo, Aunt Wen, I can help Ziyi eat.”

“How many can you eat?”

Ziyi’s eyes lit up, not forgetting to explain to his parents, “Mom and Dad, I’m not forcing Brother Little Hui, he’s volunteering.”

Usually, Ziyi calls Zhang Minghui by his full name, but now he calls him Brother Little Hui.

It seems that there’s indeed an advantage to helping others.

Hearing Ziyi call him Brother Little Hui, Zhang Minghui couldn’t be happier and responded heartily, “I can eat three.”

“I’ll have one too.”

Momo raised her hand.

Seeing her raise her hand, Xin Xin quickly raised hers too, “I’ll have one as well.”

At last, the five eggs on the plate were divided up.

Ziyi beamed with joy, proudly looking at Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran, “Mom and Dad, now I’m not wasting any food, am I?”

Wen Ran nodded gently, consenting to his claim.

Ziyi immediately picked up an egg and handed it to Qingqing, happily saying, “Qingqing, you can peel the egg now. Just like earlier, knock it in the middle, then gently roll it with your hand…”

Following Ziyi’s instructions, Qingqing knocked the egg and rolled it on the table with her chubby little hands, listening to the cracking sound of the shell with delightful giggles.

Listening to Qingqing’s giggles, Ziyi’s handsome face was also full of smiles, “Yes, peel it from the middle… Qingqing, you’re amazing.”

“Brother, egg.”

Watching the eggshell fall off, Qingqing held the egg in her fair little hands, smiling with narrowed eyes at Ziyi.

“Give it to Brother Little Hui.”

Ziyi pointed to Zhang Minghui beside him, and Qingqing immediately stretched out her hands to give it to him, “Little Hui, brother.”

Watching this scene, Wen Ran’s heart was filled with warmth.

She looked up at Mo Xiuchen, who was also gazing at her, his deep eyes filled with tenderness, “Ranran, stop worrying about them, let’s eat.”

“I hope they always stay this happy.”

“They will.”

Mo Xiuchen answered with certainty, Ziyi might still be young, but his adoration for Qingqing would never change.

After all, Ziyi is Mo Xiuchen’s son, and with a devoted and loyal father, the son is bound to be devoted and loyal too.

**

In the Kangning Hospital VIP Ward

After dinner, Wen Jin went downstairs for a bit.

When he returned to the ward, he had a laptop in his hand.

On the hospital bed, Jing Xiaocha’s eyes lit up upon seeing the laptop, a smile spreading across her face, “Brother Wen, did you actually bring my laptop?”

Wen Jin smiled faintly, carrying the laptop to the bedside and pulling up a chair to sit down, “I was worried that you wouldn’t be at peace recuperating without updating.”

Jing Xiaocha chuckled sweetly, looking both coquettish and adorable, “Brother Wen, you’re the best.”

The flattery was well-received, and Wen Jin’s smile deepened.

As he opened the laptop, he glanced at Jing Xiaocha, “Haven’t I always been nice?”

“Of course, Brother Wen has always been nice.”

Jing Xiaocha nodded immediately, though her eyes remained fixed on the laptop on his lap.

Wen Jin seemed to see through her little thoughts and bluntly said, “I only said you could update. I didn’t say you could touch the computer.”

“Ah!”

Jing Xiaocha’s eyes widened in surprise, her face a picture of bewilderment.

If she’s not allowed to touch the computer, how will she type or update?

After two more minutes, Wen Jin looked up from the laptop, “I’ve downloaded a voice recognition software for you. You can either use it to dictate, or I can type for you as you speak.”

“I’ll use the voice software.”

Jing Xiaocha blurted out almost without thinking.

Wen Jin frowned slightly, seemingly hurt by her response, “Am I not even as good as voice software?”

“…”

Jing Xiaocha blinked stupidly, I didn’t say you’re not as good as the voice software.

But speaking to Wen Jin, asking him to type for her, she’d rather keep quiet.

Wen Jin looked at Jing Xiaocha’s innocent expression, unable to help a chuckle, “Alright, since you want to use voice, let’s do that. But I’ve researched a bit; voice often has errors.”

“Brother Wen, when did you research it?”

He was so busy with work during the day, how did he find time to study voice typing?

Jing Xiaocha was touched once again.

She found herself easily moved by Wen Jin, a casual comment, an action, an expression, all warmed and softened her heart.

Wen Jin smiled lightly, his hands dancing across the keyboard as he nonchalantly explained, “This afternoon, I researched in the office a bit. Voice input tends to err on homophones, especially with names.”

“…”

Jing Xiaocha was speechless, she couldn’t find the words to describe what she was feeling right now.

Her heart felt bathed in a thick layer of warmth, as if gently stroked by a soft hand.

In short, at this moment, Jing Xiaocha felt very happy.

“I’ll first set up those names and common words for you. That way, it will increase recognition accuracy and speed, and reduce typos.”

“…”

Jing Xiaocha lightly bit her lip, her clear eyes tenderly focused on Wen Jin. She had always thought Wen Jin was handsome, but at this moment, she found his focused demeanor so deeply attractive.

She was willing to fall for him.

After another two minutes, Wen Jin looked up at Jing Xiaocha, just in time to meet her warm gaze filled with admiration.

Wen Jin found it hard to ignore.

His eyes deepened, as if something inside him had been softly stirred.

Their eyes met.

Neither wanted to immediately look away.

For a moment, the ward was silent, as though something quietly began to bloom in the air.

In their gaze, the subtle, ambiguous tension in the atmosphere began to spread and swirl, leading Wen Jin to lean closer towards Jing Xiaocha on the bed.

Just as he reached out his hand towards Jing Xiaocha’s head, the sudden buzzing of his phone in his pocket shattered the enveloping ambiance between them.