Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2127: Chapter 2126: I Can Feel It

Jing Xiaocha was deeply moved by Wen Jin’s repeated concessions.

Just a second ago, she had been worrying and lightly furrowing her elegant brows, but now her smile was bright, and she spoke with a light and confident tone, “Brother Wen, I can definitely do it.”

Wen Jin’s eyes, dark as ink, reflected her clear and confident smile, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously lifted.

Jing Xiaocha’s joy came so simply.

Just as he was about to say something, the phone rang again.

He took out his phone and glanced at it, then the arc of Wen Jin’s lips deepened as he said to Jing Xiaocha, “It’s a call from Little Hui, he must have finished reviewing his homework.”

“Little Hui?”

Jing Xiaocha blinked and a hint of doubt appeared between her eyebrows.

Why didn’t Little Hui call her, but called Wen Jin instead?

Wen Jin pressed the answer button, purposely turned on the speakerphone, and his warm voice flowed from his thin lips, “Little Hui, have you finished your homework?”

“Uncle Wen, I’ve finished my homework. Are you still at the hospital with my aunt? Can I talk to her for a bit?”

Sure enough, the voice on the phone was Zhang Minghui’s.

Wen Jin glanced at Jing Xiaocha with a smile and readily agreed, “Of course, you can. Your aunt just finished work; talk to her for a bit.”

With that, Wen Jin handed the phone to Jing Xiaocha.

Jing Xiaocha took the phone and gently called out, “Little Hui.”

Zhang Minghui’s voice immediately came through, full of excitement, “Auntie, I’m at Uncle Wen’s house now. Uncle Wen said that while you were in the hospital, I stayed at his house, and he took me to and from school every day.”

Jing Xiaocha looked at Wen Jin in astonishment.

Wen Jin’s brows contained a smile, and his expression was warm and gentle.

“Weren’t you at Zi Yi’s house? How did you end up at Uncle Wen’s house?”

“Uncle Wen had Grandfather Wang pick me up. Aunt, is Uncle Wen staying at the hospital with you tonight and not coming back home?”

“Of course not.”

This Zhang Minghui was really something, Jing Xiaocha’s expression changed, and she hurriedly denied it.

Feeling somewhat awkward, she glanced at Wen Jin, but he remained calm and didn’t get upset by Little Hui’s words.

She was afraid the unpredictable Little Hui might say something else, so she turned off the speakerphone, shifted her gaze away from Wen Jin, and changed the subject, asking, “Little Hui, how’s your review going?”

“Aunt, I’ve been seriously reviewing my homework. For the exam the day after tomorrow, I’ll definitely get an excellent grade, don’t worry.”

Zhang Minghui was very confident. He was never slow to begin with; it was just his parents’ previous education methods.

Wen Jin’s gaze flickered slightly but didn’t stop Jing Xiaocha from turning off the speakerphone. He just gazed at her with gentle eyes.

**

Downstairs, in Ou Yihan’s hospital room.

Shi Tian sat by the bedside, resting his chin on his hands, his sharp eyes scrutinizing Ou Yihan.

Ou Yihan lay on the hospital bed, with one hand resting under her chin while the other absentmindedly tugged at a corner of the bedsheet, oblivious to Shi Tian’s scrutiny.

After a while, it was Shi Tian who broke the silence, “Yi Han, did your injury also affect your brain, making it malfunction?”

“You’re the one with the malfunctioning brain.”

Ou Yihan glared at him and then looked away.

Shi Tian reached out to touch her forehead, but she swatted his hand away.

“Then tell me, why did you break up with Wen Jin?”

Shi Tian frowned as if trying to see through her thoughts, “Could it be because Wen Jin is too nice to Xiao Cha sister? If that’s the case, I’ll go after Xiao Cha sister.”

“You’re not allowed to bother Xiaocha anymore.”

Ou Yihan looked at him with a faint anger on her face.

Shi Tian rolled his eyes, “If you don’t want to continue with Wen Jin, why did you take the knife for him? You cry over a small scratch, but for a man, you wouldn’t even care about your life. And now you want to break up; I really think you should have your brain checked.”

“You can’t tell my parents; they don’t know yet.”

Ou Yihan wasn’t fazed by his mockery.

“Why tell me instead of your parents? So I’ll go beat up Wen Jin?”

Shi Tian picked up a big apple, glanced around, and then handed it to Ou Yihan.

“I don’t want to eat.”

Ou Yihan refused.

Shi Tian grabbed her hand that was holding the corner of the sheet and stuffed the apple into it, then took a fruit knife from the fruit plate and handed it to her, “I didn’t ask you to eat it, peel it for me instead.”

“Shi Tian, are you even human? I’m the patient here, and you want me to peel you an apple.”

Ou Yihan raised her head and accused him angrily.

Shi Tian lazily leaned back in the chair, not bothered by Ou Yihan’s angry glares and even crossed his legs, “You took a stab for a man you’re not involved with, what’s peeling an apple for me your brother?”

“That’s not the same.”

Ou Yihan was exasperated.

“How is it not the same? Is Wen Jin better to you than I am? Yi Han, have some conscience. How long have you known Wen Jin compared to how long you’ve known me?”

“…”

Ou Yihan just furiously glared at him.

Seeing that she couldn’t answer, Shi Tian raised an eyebrow with satisfaction, “Hurry and peel the apple for me, and it better be neat. Otherwise, I can’t guarantee I won’t tell your parents about Wen Jin’s wavering heart.”

“Stop spouting nonsense. I’m the one who wants to break up with Wen Jin; he hasn’t abandoned me.”

Ou Yihan really wanted to kick Shi Tian out.

Shi Tian snorted through his nose and, eyes glancing at her apple, gestured for her to stop talking nonsense and peel the apple.

Although Ou Yihan was unwilling, she pursed her lips and began peeling the apple resignedly.

Shi Tian just lounged there with his legs crossed, like a master, reclining in the chair, watching Ou Yihan, the patient, lay on the bed and lift her head to peel an apple for him, a satisfied curve on his lips.

“Yi Han, I suggest you think it over. You were willing to give up your life for Wen Jin, why go against your happiness and insist on breaking up?”

Shi Tian earnestly advised.

Although he believed Wen Jin was not as good as himself, Wen Jin was still a decent man.

And exactly the kind Yi Han liked.

He couldn’t understand why Yi Han stubbornly wanted to break up with Wen Jin, saying he liked someone else. When he asked Wen Jin if he liked Jing Xiaocha, Yi Han was sure it was impossible back then.

Ou Yihan’s apple-peeling hands paused for a second.

Then she continued peeling, her voice calm, “Breaking up with him is inevitable, and even if he’s grateful for my injury and feels bad about breaking up, I don’t want to marry a man whose heart belongs to another.”

“Did he tell you that?”

Shi Tian’s handsome face darkened, his gaze cold as he looked at her.

If Wen Jin really said such a thing after Yi Han got hurt for him, he’d go beat him up.

Ou Yihan glanced at him, “He doesn’t need to tell me; I can feel it myself.”