Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2184: Chapter 2183: Ziyi and Qingqing Side Story III

“Brother Ziyi.”

When Mo Ziye released his hand, Qingqing’s little face immediately changed.

Those clear eyes became more aggrieved and sad. Without thinking twice, she immediately reached out and grabbed Mo Ziye’s hand tightly, fearing he would throw it off.

The voice that came out was even more suffused with grievance, her little face appearing very pitiful.

Every time she showed this expression, looking pitifully at Mo Ziye, no matter how much anger he had, it would vanish.

This time was no exception. Mo Ziye eventually surrendered to Qingqing’s pitiful look, grasping her hand and speaking earnestly, “It’s not that I don’t allow you to eat candy or chocolate, but when your teeth hurt, it’s really uncomfortable, so you need to eat sweets less often.”

“Brother Ziyi, I know, I will listen to you from now on.”

Qingqing often made mistakes, but her speed and attitude in admitting mistakes were definitely good.

Usually, whatever Ziyi said, she would obediently agree, and afterwards she would continue making mistakes, yet Ziyi was helpless with her.

“Really?”

“Really, I promise, if you don’t believe me, I will link pinkies with Brother Ziyi.” Qingqing said, extending another fair little hand.

Looking at her serious appearance, Ziyi’s heart softened, a smile unconsciously appeared on his lips, and his gaze turned gentle, “Alright, let’s link pinkies; you can’t go back on the promise. Tell me when you want to eat candy.”

“I know, I know, Brother Ziyi said Qingqing can eat candy three times a month.” Qingqing’s little face blossomed with a bright smile, her eyes lit up as brilliantly as stars.

The two stood by the roadside linking pinkies, the soft moonlight enveloping them like a thin veil. This moment of innocent friendship was like a beautiful painting.

“Okay, now go home and do your homework.”

After linking pinkies, Ziyi lovingly patted Qingqing’s head, and Qingqing obediently let Ziyi ruffle her hair like a pet.

**

Wen Family

After coaxing his daughter to sleep, Wen Jin went into Zhang Minghui’s room and saw Zhang Minghui leaning against the headboard reading a book.

He sat on the edge of the bed, looked at Zhang Minghui, and casually said, “I heard from your aunt that you’re not feeling well?”

Zhang Minghui closed the book, looked up at Wen Jin, forcing a smile, “Uncle, I’m fine.”

Wen Jin smiled gently, “Having a quarrel with Ziyi?”

“Not really a quarrel, but Ziyi scolded me.” Zhang Minghui’s smile faded, and his voice became somewhat subdued.

Wen Jin raised an elegant eyebrow, his voice slightly raised, “Oh, what was it about?”

Zhang Minghui hesitated for two seconds before answering, “Last night, Aunt gave me chocolate. I thought Sister Qingqing likes sweets, so I gave it to her today.”

“I see.”

Wen Jin realized, being Mo Ziye’s uncle, he naturally understood his nephew well.

“Ziyi doesn’t let Qingqing eat sugar can be strict, but it’s for Qingqing’s good. When Qingqing’s teeth hurt, nobody can comfort her, except Ziyi, so he’s stricter with her.”

“It was my fault knowing Ziyi wouldn’t let Sister Qingqing have candy, but I still secretly gave it to her.”

“Just make sure you don’t give her candy next time. Regarding Qingqing, don’t go against Ziyi. He cherishes Qingqing dearly.”

In this aspect, Ziyi is quite similar to Mo Xiuchen.

Zhang Minghui lowered his gaze, “I won’t anymore. I don’t want Ziyi to misunderstand.”

“Then don’t be gloomy anymore, knowing Ziyi’s personality after so many years of friendship.” Wen Jin comfortingly patted his shoulder.

Standing up, he said, “Get some sleep early, don’t read too late.”

**

The next day, when Ziyi took Qingqing to the classroom, he met the little boy who gave Qingqing chocolates yesterday at the classroom door.

Because Ziyi was there, the boy, seeing Qingqing, just smiled at her without daring to greet her.

Qingqing also smiled friendly at him, whereas Ziyi’s handsome face became stern as he called out to the boy, “Kid, wait a moment.”

“Are you calling me?”

The little boy was confused, looking at Mo Ziye blankly.

Mo Ziye nodded, released Qingqing’s hand, handed her the backpack, and softly said, “Qingqing, you go into the classroom first.”

“Oh.”

Qingqing smiled slightly, took the backpack, waved goodbye to Ziyi, and ran into the classroom.

“Did you give Qingqing chocolates yesterday?”

Once Qingqing entered the classroom, Mo Ziye’s aura shifted from a warm spring transition to chilly early winter. Though calm, his tone’s displeasure was evident.

The little boy’s eyes shifted, “Last time Qingqing helped me, I gave her chocolates as a thank you.”

“What did she help you with?”

“That’s a secret between Qingqing and me. I can’t tell you.”

Upon hearing that, Ziyi’s face grew darker, a mocking smile forming at his lips, “I don’t want to know.”

The boy hadn’t yet relaxed when he heard Ziyi say, “But you mustn’t give Qingqing gifts in the future. Everything she eats, uses, wears, plays with must be the very best. The things you give might not be pure, causing her illness.”

“What I give isn’t impure.”

Though afraid of Ziyi, the boy felt insulted and flushed with indignation, loudly retorting.

Nearby classmates turned to watch them, while Mo Ziye remained calm and unconcerned.

The boy angrily rummaged through his backpack, taking out the chocolate from yesterday and showing it to Mo Ziye, “That’s what I gave Qingqing.”

“Just this chocolate?”

Looking at the chocolate in the boy’s hand, Ziyi raised an elegant eyebrow.

“My mom specifically brought it for me from abroad.” The little boy pouted resentfully, his eyes reddening slightly.

Mo Ziye rolled his eyes lazily, “Alright, maybe it’s precious to you, but for Qingqing, it barely compares to the chocolates she eats. So what you consider precious isn’t suitable for her.”

“…”

The boy pouted, feeling wronged but staying silent.

“I meant no disrespect. Just don’t give Qingqing gifts anymore.”

“Someday I’ll be as rich as you, buying Qingqing the best gifts.” Almost defiantly, the boy threw this statement at Ziyi before hurriedly entering the classroom, ignoring Mo Ziye.

Mo Ziye scoffed coldly, “Not yet dark, already dreaming.”

Having money like him would ensure Qingqing receives the best?

However, the boy’s words reminded him to keep an even closer watch on Qingqing, lest many overestimate themselves trying to take his future girlfriend.

Ah, now he finally understands why Dad keeps Mom by his side 24 hours a day.