Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2204: Chapter 8: Didn’t You Already Know I Was a Man Four Years Ago?

“Let go of me.”

Having walked quite a distance, Qin Qingqing struggled angrily.

However, her strength was no match for Mo Ziye’s. “If you don’t want to be photographed and make headlines, behave yourself.”

The airport was already a crowded place, and they were the type to attract attention. Any struggle immediately drew curious gazes around.

Mo Ziye tightened his grip on her hand, pulling her closer.

Qin Qingqing’s body pressed against his. He turned his head, and his heated, deep voice whispered by her ear, causing her face to flush.

His profound eyes glanced over her reddened skin. Mo Ziye dragged her to the parking lot, stuffed her into the passenger seat, then instructed Uncle Liu to take a cab home himself.

He pulled open the driver’s door and got in.

“I don’t want to go to the hospital.”

As soon as he got in the car, Qin Qingqing expressed her stance.

In the driver’s seat, the man’s cold gaze swept over her, “Buckle your seatbelt.”

“Leaving Miss Shi at the airport isn’t good. I just have a minor cold, no need to… What are you doing?”

Qin Qingqing’s words were caught in the man’s sudden approach next to her.

Her eyes looked at him warily.

“Uncle Qin is not back from A City. So, to avoid you dying at home without anyone knowing, as someone you’ve called Brother for twenty-two years, I have the duty to take you to the hospital.”

As Mo Ziye spoke, his long fingers pulled the seatbelt across her and fastened it.

Those mocking words made Qin Qingqing’s face flush with anger, “It’s eighteen years.”

Qin Qingqing coldly corrected his mistake.

Only to earn a snort of laughter from Mo Ziye.

His raised hand seemed about to touch her cheek but stopped a few centimeters away.

Slightly squinting, humorless eyes locked onto her gaze.

The close distance spawned a bit of ambiguous atmosphere inside the car, the air thinning suddenly, making it hard to breathe.

“I almost forgot, you haven’t been here at all these four years.”

After a pause, his voice languidly escaped his thin lips, slipping into her ear.

Suddenly, it turned into an invisible giant hand clutching Qin Qingqing’s heart, her breath stilled fiercely at his words.

“But now you’re back, you still have to call me that, right?”

He laughed again.

A laugh indifferent to it all.

“That man just now, is he your boyfriend?”

“…”

Qin Qingqing said nothing, just her eyes tinted with annoyance.

Mo Ziye stared at her for a few seconds, then haughtily said, “Given that you’ve been with me for eighteen years, you shouldn’t be blind enough to choose a defective product. If you truly want a relationship, I can introduce you to some quality choices.”

“Alright, then I’ll thank Brother Ziyi in advance.”

Qin Qingqing flashed a sweet smile, raised her hand, and pushed him away.

Mo Ziye’s gaze shifted slightly.

He sat upright, buckled his own seatbelt, and after starting the car, casually dropped, “You can thank me when I’ve successfully played matchmaker.”

——

At the airport entrance, Yang Xiaofeng was called by Shi Xi from behind.

“Miss Shi, is there anything else?”

He looked into the distance, seeing Mo Ziye’s car already drive away, taking Qingqing with him.

“Are you and Miss Qin in a romantic relationship?”

“Miss Shi misunderstood.”

Yang Xiaofeng coldly replied.

Shi Xi was not only a popular actress but had a strong family background, admired by countless men.

However, the Yang Xiaofeng in front of her remained indifferent.

Suppressing her inner displeasure, Shi Xi smiled, “I can see you really like Miss Qin. If you want to pursue her, I can help you.”

“Is Miss Shi helping herself?”

Yang Xiaofeng wasn’t a fool.

Why would she help him without reason?

Shi Xi wasn’t angry, instead, her smile grew more genuine, “Indeed, we can help each other. Miss Qin and Ziyi grew up as childhood friends. If you like her, you certainly know this…”

“I’m not interested in Miss Shi’s proposal. I like Qingqing, and I will win her over on my merits. As for whether Miss Shi and Mo Ziye can end up together, that has nothing to do with Qingqing. She and Mo Ziye already broke ties four years ago.”

Yang Xiaofeng finished speaking and turned to leave.

——

At a red light, Qin Qingqing turned to look out the window.

Mo Ziye’s hand suddenly reached over to touch her forehead. She looked back in shock, instinctively raising her hand to grab his.

“When did you catch a cold?”

Earlier he noticed she coughed a bit.

But it was mild, not serious.

After speaking, he moved his hand from her forehead, gripping the steering wheel again.

“Last night.”

Qin Qingqing replied lightly.

“No fever.”

“I wasn’t feverish to begin with.”

Half an hour later, Mo Ziye’s car parked in front of Qin’s front door.

Before getting out of the car, Qin Qingqing politely said, “Thank you.”

Mo Ziye did not respond.

Watching her get out of the car, he stepped on the gas and drove off.

Qin Qingqing entered the house, the maids had already prepared lunch waiting for her.

But she didn’t want to eat and went upstairs to her room instead.

She woke up multiple times last night, severely sleep-deprived.

Once in her room, she kicked off her slippers, dropped onto her bed, pulled a corner of the blanket over herself to catch up on sleep.

Exhausted.

She fell asleep within two minutes.

Vaguely, she sensed Momo calling her twice.

She opened her eyes, glanced at her, said she wanted to sleep, and continued sleeping.

Later, Qin Qingqing was awakened by a voice full of anger, “Qin Qingqing, are you trying to sleep yourself to death?”

Opening her eyes, she was pulled up from the bed by force.

“Mo Ziye, what are you doing… Let go of me!”

“You’re running a fever.”

Mo Ziye not only refused to let her go but pulled her tightly into his arms.

A long arm circled around to lock her waist, lifting his hand to touch her forehead, his heated breath laced with anger crashing onto her, “Come, let’s go to the hospital.”

The temperature on her forehead and the strong masculine aura chased away Qin Qingqing’s sleepiness, though her heavy head refused to function.

She frowned, looking at the somber-faced man before her, “Let go of me first.”

She was unaware of her fever; she had only been exhausted before sleeping.

Standing with him like this, she felt a severe headache.

Mo Ziye’s handsome brows darkened at her words yet still offered no chance to break free.

He kept her encircled, pulling out his phone to make a call.

“There’s no one here, so you might as well try to see if you can escape.”

If she managed to break free, he might as well write his name backward.

Jerk!

Qin Qingqing wanted to swear.

She was just a weak woman, where was his great strength?

Anger marked her delicate face; she spat resentfully, “What kind of man bullies a sick person?”

“Take ‘kind’ out, didn’t you learn if I’m a man four years ago?”

Mo Ziye squinted suddenly, tightening his grip, her soft, delicate body pressed firmly against his hard, masculine chest.