Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2212: Chapter 16: The Strange Atmosphere at the Dining Table

Yi Pin Xuan Pavilion.

An elegantly decorated private room.

At a medium-sized square table, Zhang Minghui and Qin Qingqing sat opposite Mo Ziye and Shi Xi.

Shi Xi flipped through the menu in front of her and said to Qin Qingqing, “Miss Qin, feel free to order whatever you like. I’m treating today, and that goes for Assistant Zhang too. Please don’t be too polite with me.”

At this point, her voice paused slightly, and she turned with a smile to look at Mo Ziye, whose expression was cool, “Even if I can’t pay, there’s Ziye, right, Ziye?”

“…Mm.”

Mo Ziye’s gaze lightly swept over the menu in Qin Qingqing’s hand. The dish name that nearly slipped out turned into a casual ‘Mm.’

“Qingqing, since Ziye has offered, don’t spare their expense. Order whatever you want to eat.”

Zhang Minghui laughed sensing the somewhat odd atmosphere.

He extended his finger, pointing to the menu and saying to the server, “This, this… and this…”

Everything he ordered were dishes Qin Qingqing liked.

“Ziye, how about this… you like it…”

“It’s up to you.”

Mo Ziye reached for a cigarette and casually asked Shi Xi, “You don’t mind if we smoke, do you?”

“I don’t mind. Men who smoke have more character.”

Shi Xi smiled charmingly, ordered a few more dishes, and saw Mo Ziye hand a cigarette to Zhang Minghui.

As he was about to light it, she said with a playful smile, “Ziye, let me light it for you.”

“Cough…”

Opposite, Qin Qingqing suddenly coughed, her hand which was holding the corner of the menu hurriedly covering her mouth.

Mo Ziye’s brows furrowed, his expression subtly changed as Zhang Minghui reached over to pat Qin Qingqing’s back.

“Did you catch a chill? The temperature difference is quite big these days.”

“I’m fine.”

Qin Qingqing shook her head, and Zhang Minghui withdrew his hand.

“Still have a fever?”

A cool voice came from across.

Qin Qingqing stopped coughing, looked up at the handsome figure whose beauty seemed as if it was covered by a light frost.

She smirked, “The fever’s gone. Sister Momo came over last night to give me a half-hour massage.”

“Miss Qin, a fever shouldn’t be taken lightly. After lunch, you should go see a doctor.”

Shi Xi smiled with concern, then said to Mo Ziye, “Miss Qin is sick, Ziye, maybe you shouldn’t smoke. You can do it after lunch when you’re on your way back.”

“Mm.”

Mo Ziye seemed to particularly listen to Shi Xi.

Previously, when she said she had no money and he would pay, he agreed.

She asked him what dishes to order, and he let her decide.

When he wanted to smoke, he sought her opinion, and upon hearing her request not to, he simply returned the cigarette to its pack.

“Qingqing, drinking some water might help. Why didn’t you mention having a cold earlier? I’ll accompany you to the hospital later.”

“No need, I’m alright now.”

Due to Qin Qingqing’s sudden cough, Mo Ziye did not smoke.

Once the dishes were served, Shi Xi considerately picked food for Mo Ziye, to which he calmly said, “Eat for yourself, don’t worry about me.”

“Assistant Zhang, you don’t have a girlfriend yet, do you?”

Noticing Zhang Minghui serving dishes to Qin Qingqing, Shi Xi asked with a smile.

Zhang Minghui was taken aback by her question.

His eyes flickered before he replied, “No.”

“I have several close friends who are outstanding, both in terms of background and character, looks and education are not to be faulted, I’ll introduce you sometime.”

Shi Xi hails from A City and the Imperial City; her father is someone close to the president.

Her proximity to Mo Ziye wasn’t just because of her status as a popular actress, but more so because of her father’s connections.

Zhang Minghui politely declined, “Thank you, Miss Shi, but I prefer meeting someone on my own.”

“I didn’t realize Assistant Zhang was such a romantic. Could it be that you already have someone you like?”

As she said this, Shi Xi deliberately glanced at Qin Qingqing beside him.

Qin Qingqing didn’t miss her suggestive and ambiguous statement.

A sense of irony swept through her, rendering her uninterested in responding, and she reached out with her chopsticks for some food.

As soon as her chopsticks touched the dish, another pair collided with hers, pinning her chopsticks down. In a deep, lightly domineering voice, the man said, “You can’t eat spicy food right now.”

“…”

Shi Xi’s expression subtly shifted.

Her gaze fell on the chopsticks Mo Ziye was using to hold down Qin Qingqing’s; both pairs of chopsticks had been used for eating.

Which meant, an indirect kiss.

This stirred a surge of jealousy within her. Yet, being a renowned actress, no matter how envious or annoyed she felt inside, her face only reflected warm and considerate smiles, without a trace of jealousy.

“Miss Qin, Ziye is right. You shouldn’t eat spicy food while you’re ill; eating something milder is better. Ziye, don’t get upset, Miss Qin isn’t the little child following you around anymore, she’s grown up now…”

“Brother Ziyi, I won’t eat it.”

Qin Qingqing’s eyes swept over Shi Xi’s face and landed on the somber face of Mo Ziye.

His chopsticks were still pinning hers down.

“…”

Mo Ziye didn’t look at Shi Xi, only gazed firmly at Qin Qingqing.

Hearing her compromise, he finally released her chopsticks.

He picked up another dish and placed it in her bowl, “Did Tongtong say if she will give you another massage tonight?”

“Sister Tongtong said if she has time, she will come over.”

Qin Qingqing hesitated before answering.

In truth, Gu Zhitong had a night shift tonight and couldn’t come to her house.

She went last night only because Mo Ziye asked her to.

An hour later, Mo Ziye asked Zhang Minghui to accompany Qin Qingqing to the hospital, and asked Gu Zhitong to check if she still had a fever.

After giving these instructions, he left with Shi Xi in the car.

“Brother Little Hui, can you take me home? My cold is better.”

“Are you sure you don’t need to go to the hospital?”

Zhang Minghui asked, not quite reassured.

Qin Qingqing shook her head, “Really, no need.”

“Alright, if you’re not going to the hospital, do you have any plans at home?”

“Huh?”

Qin Qingqing blinked her clear almond eyes, wondering about his intention behind the question.

Zhang Minghui chuckled lightly, “If you have no plans this afternoon, could you do me a favor?”

“What does Brother Little Hui need my help with?”

“Help me pick out a birthday gift for my aunt. Her birthday is coming up, and on that day, Ziyang and Qinghuan will also come back.”

Wen Ziyang and Wen Qinghuan are his aunt Jing Xiaocha and Wen Jin’s girl and boy twins. Wen Ziyang is the older brother, and Wen Qinghuan is the younger sister.

Hearing they were coming back to celebrate Jing Xiaocha’s birthday, Qin Qingqing’s face lit up with a bright smile, and she remarked, “It’s been four years since I’ve seen Ziyang and Qinghuan.”

“Yes, in four years, you’ve all grown up.”

Zhang Minghui’s lips held a warm curve, his eyes reflecting a layer of warmth. He raised his eyebrows at her, “First, come with me to buy the gift. Then we’ll visit my aunt’s house. Last night, my aunt asked when you and Uncle Qin would return to A City, and said she’d invite you over for dinner when you do.”