Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2385: Chapter 189: Momo Is Our Only Mutual Friend

“Hello!”

The man’s indifferent, chilly voice, devoid of any warmth, spilled from his thin lips. His gaze was deep and dark, his brows cold.

“Ye Zhan, you finally turned on your phone. Did you receive the message I sent?”

Ji Anyun’s urgent voice came through. “My dad said that dealing with those messages now would seem like we’re trying to cover up, better to let other news…”

She recapped the message she had sent him.

Ye Zhan listened and replied indifferently, “I’ve had someone handle it.”

“Ye Zhan, did you ask someone to delete those posts? Where are you now?”

Ji Anyun picked up on the coldness in his tone.

Her heart sank.

Her voice grew three degrees more urgent.

“Yes, I had them deleted.”

Ye Zhan ignored Ji Anyun’s last question.

The unease in Ji Anyun’s heart grew stronger and deeper. “Ye Zhan, are you blaming me for being inconsistent?”

“No.”

“Then, can you tell me where you are now? I’ll come find you. Those photos leaked from my social circle, causing trouble for you, and I’m very upset.”

Ye Zhan turned his gaze to Tang Jinchen.

The latter met his eyes, blinked, and said, is this guy asking me to speak?

He spoke mildly, “Time is tight, we only have time during lunch.”

Thus, Ye Zhan told Ji Anyun the name of their family’s restaurant and asked her to meet them there.

“Okay, I’m coming over now.”

The route from the Presidential Palace to their restaurant and from the hospital was about the same.

Ye Zhan and Tang Jinchen had just ordered when Ji Anyun rushed in.

Perhaps due to her haste, she was still wearing her white gown. While not as elegant or beautiful as her own clothes, the gown carried the sacred and gentle quality of angels in white.

She entered the room and saw not only Ye Zhan but also Tang Jinchen, causing a flash of surprise in her eyes.

Apologetically she explained, “Sorry, there was traffic on the way, I came late.”

“Not late, we’re having lunch anyway, sit down.”

Tang Jinchen was the one who spoke.

Ji Anyun pursed her lips, her gaze landing on Ye Zhan.

Seeing his stern face, her heart sank again.

He was truly angry.

Ji Anyun walked to the round table but didn’t pull out her chair to sit down, instead standing beside Ye Zhan.

Nervously, she looked at him, “Ye Zhan.”

“Sit down.”

Ye Zhan’s tone was cold.

Ji Anyun immediately nodded, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

She then reiterated what she had said over the phone.

Ye Zhan remained silent.

Merely gazed at the cup in his hand.

“Ye Zhan, I just checked, although those posts have been deleted, I want to see who our mutual friends are, maybe it’s leaked from there.”

Ji Anyun spoke cautiously, her eyes slightly uneasy as she looked at Ye Zhan.

Ye Zhan suddenly lifted his head, his sharp gaze locked onto her.

Ji Anyun was suddenly breathless.

Her hands instinctively clasped together.

Her lips pressed tightly together, “If you find it inconvenient, forget it. I’ll find another way to figure it out, to give you an explanation.”

“It’s not inconvenient.”

Ye Zhan took out his phone and placed it on the table.

Ji Anyun looked at him, then at the phone he placed on the table.

At that moment, he seemed different, whether compared to yesterday or earlier today when he sent her and Ji Zichen to the shooting range.

She felt a bit regretful, somewhat remorseful.

The room’s door was pushed open just then, and the waiter came in with the food.

With the dishes served, Tang Jinchen picked up his chopsticks, signaled to Ye Zhan and Ji Anyun, and started eating.

“You guys eat; I just ate with Guoguo at the hospital.”

“Have you started work?”

“Oh…an emergency came in this morning, and the other colleagues couldn’t handle it, so I went in.”

As she spoke, Ji Anyun’s lips curved into a gentle smile, her earlier unease dissipating in the confidence brought about by mentioning her profession.

Ye Zhan picked up his chopsticks and ate.

Ji Anyun, due to the prior topic, was no longer as tense.

Seeing Ye Zhan and Tang Jinchen eating, she picked up his phone and then her own.

Ye Zhan’s phone was easy to unlock, without a password or gesture.

Ji Anyun opened his WeChat contact list and compared it with hers.

Ye Zhan and Tang Jinchen ate quietly, neither speaking, and for a time, the room was so silent that only the sound of chopsticks clinking against bowls and plates could be heard.

Ji Anyun compared twice.

After the comparison, she put down Ye Zhan’s phone.

Quietly watching them eat.

“So, who are your and Ah Zhan’s mutual friends? Did they leak the photos?”

Tang Jinchen swallowed his food. Seeing Ji Anyun slightly furrow her brow, noticing Ye Zhan’s indifference, he couldn’t help but ask curiously.

Ji Anyun glanced at Ye Zhan, hesitating again.

Ye Zhan put down his chopsticks and picked up his phone, still on the WeChat contact list.

He turned to Ji Anyun, “Are there many mutual friends?”

“…”

Ji Anyun shook her head.

Seemingly regretting comparing friends just now.

Ye Zhan squinted; seeing her silent, he reached his hand towards her.

Ji Anyun handed over her phone.

Ye Zhan quickly scanned both friend lists, his expression darkening as he looked at her, “Do you think it’s Momo?”

“Momo, how could it be.”

The speaker was Tang Jinchen.

He frowned, his chopsticks somehow already placed on the table.

At this moment, he leaned forward, hands propped on the table, looking at Ye Zhan and Ji Anyun.

Ye Zhan remained stern.

Ji Anyun’s eyes flickered, “I also don’t think it could be Miss Mo. She didn’t know Guoguo or Ji Zichen but was able to save them, so how could she be a woman who leaks privacy?”

“Our mutual friend is just Momo. You mentioned before that WeChat privacy settings are good, that only mutual friends can see your social circle interactions. So besides Momo, who else could it be?”

Ye Zhan’s tone grew heavier with each word.

“But I still don’t think it would be Miss Mo.”

Ji Anyun anxiously shook her head, “Although I only added Miss Mo yesterday, I trust her character. Besides, she’d gain no benefit from exposing my social circle.”

“…”

Ye Zhan said nothing.

He placed her phone on the table.

Put away his own phone, resumed picking up chopsticks and eating.

Ji Anyun looked at his stern profile, whispered, “Ye Zhan, I will find a way to get to the bottom of this. I believe there’s no reason for someone to do this, it must be for some gain.”

She paused.

Then added, “If you don’t trust Miss Mo, I can call her and ask.”

Tang Jinchen was surprised to look at Ji Anyun, then Ye Zhan, “Ah Zhan, I believe Momo isn’t like that, you have prejudices against her.”

Ye Zhan raised an eyebrow, glanced at him, then lowered his head, elegantly and graciously eating.

After a good while, his voice coldly rang out.