Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2294: Chapter 98: Promise

“Brother Ziyi!”

Qin Qingqing choked up as she softly called out to the man in front of her.

Her whole heart was filled with an indescribable emotion.

She couldn’t tell if she felt more moved, sweet, or sad.

The only thing she knew for sure was that she was overwhelmed.

She thought that after the day he angrily turned away, throwing down those decisive words, he would never love her or want her again.

And because she caused her mother’s death and “lost” him, she was sad and upset every day, eventually having to see a psychologist.

She never imagined he knew everything.

No wonder sometimes it felt like he was right beside her, yet she couldn’t see him, leading her to believe it was a hallucination caused by her deep longing.

“I’m here.”

The man’s deep voice rang in her ears, firm yet gentle.

With a familiar, bone-deep masculine presence.

Qin Qingqing promised word by word, “Unless I die, I will never leave you again.”

“Even if you die, I won’t let you go.”

The days of separation were too torturous; he not only missed her but also worried whether she was taking care of herself, whether she was being bullied, whether she was hot or cold, whether she was lost and couldn’t find her way home…

He worried too much; sometimes, he felt he was becoming depressed too.

“Are you saying you would die with me?”

Tears brimmed in her eyes, but her face lit up with a smile as she looked at him with affection.

“Of course, what would be the point of living alone if you were gone?”

He gazed at her tearful eyes deeply, his long fingers gently caressing her fair face, then lightly wiped away her tears with his rough fingertips.

“All grown up yet still such a crier.”

“I’m not crying; I’m just too moved. If you want to die with me, you’ll have to live two years longer than me, not die earlier.”

His eyes brewed a spoiling smile, “How did the topic suddenly change? I’m two years older than you, obviously I’ll live two years longer.”

“What if you die first?”

Qin Qingqing was caught up in this issue.

Mo Ziye chuckled lightly, saying nonchalantly, “I would make sure to kill you before I gasp my last breath, so you’re not left alone in sadness in the world.”

“Alright.”

She was initially stunned, then blossomed into a radiant smile,

“Brother Ziyi, where’s your ring?”

She snuggled into his embrace, her slender jade fingers clasped his long, fair fingers, her rosy face turned up to ask.

“In the drawer.”

Mo Ziye turned sideways to fetch an exquisite box from the drawer.

“Give it to me.”

Qin Qingqing took it, opened it, and took out his ring.

She thought this ring wouldn’t have a voice feature.

But as her fingers lightly touched the ring, her own voice sweetly echoed in the bedroom, “Brother Ziyi.”

“Brother Ziyi, why is it only this sentence?”

It was different from her ring.

Mo Ziye curled his lips in a light smile, extending his hand towards her, “I want to hear you say it myself.”

As he spoke, his long fingers brushed over the ring on her finger, and a voice echoed again, “Qingqing, I love you.”

Qin Qingqing giggled, “Though it’s not very fair, I accept your unequal treaty.”

,”Brother Ziyi, I love you, very much, very much.”

“Put it on me.”

“Alright.”

She put the ring on his finger.

Mo Ziye smiled contentedly, clasped her hand interlocked with his fingers, then took a photo.

“Brother Ziyi, why did you post it in the group chat.”

Qin Qingqing picked up her phone and opened the WeChat group; the once quiet group had erupted due to someone’s display of affection.

“Ziyi, what are you doing flaunting love in the middle of the night?”

“Ziyi, have you thought about us single aristocrats?”

Tongtong and Momo instantly protested.

Bai Qingling posted an envious emoji, “Brother Ziyi, I want such a beautiful ring too.”

“I’ll tell Uncle Bai you’re discontent, thinking of marrying off.”

Mo Ziye’s reply provoked laughter from everyone.

Far away in the Imperial City and abroad, Ziyang and Zinan sent congratulatory messages.

“People from the Imperial City send congratulations, wishing you quick offspring.”

“People from D Country send congratulations, wishing you till old age together.”

…

The next morning.

On the way to the company, Qin Qingqing asked Mo Ziye, “Brother Ziyi, what pictures did you delete?”

“A picture of a beggar; don’t bother with them.”

He was so handsome, Qingqing would only need to look at him.

Other men would only disrupt Qingqing’s mood, she didn’t need to look.

Qin Qingqing said with a carefree smile, “Then I won’t respond to their messages.”

“That’s good.”

Mo Ziye reached out to touch her head.

Qin Qingqing smiled, dodging lightly, “Keep driving… Brother Ziyi, online and in the newspapers, they’ve clarified for Shi Xi, saying her bullying of other actors and pregnancy rumors were fake, that someone deliberately smeared her. Is it okay to terminate the contract with her now?”

The indulgence in Mo Ziye’s eyes was replaced with a hint of coldness, “No need to worry, what’s true won’t change.”

[Please ignore the word “finishing”; the extras are not finished, not finished, not finished.]