Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2424: Chapter 228: Conviction

L City, airport.

"Dad, Mom, I want to make a trip to the Imperial City."

Momo held the phone she had just used to video chat with Ye Zhan, the gentle look in her eyes flickering with determination.

Wen Ran looked up at Mo Xiuchen beside her in slight surprise.

Signaling for him to decide.

Mo Xiuchen gently sized up his daughter. "Momo, have you made up your mind?"

He knew it was that kid named Feng Yize who had influenced Momo.

The things he’d said not only wiped out all the resentment and anger Momo had held toward Ye Zhan, but also made her ache for him.

The precious girl he had raised in the palm of his hand was finally about to fly toward another man.

It had only just begun, and Mo Xiuchen already felt a bit out of sorts inside.

"Yeah."

Momo nodded lightly and said in a spoiled tone, "Dad, I take back what I said this morning about going on blind dates. You and Mom, please don’t blame me."

"That scandal between Ye Zhan and Ji Anyun has blown up all over the city, and you don’t care?"

Mo Xiuchen’s expression tightened a little, and his tone carried an extra layer of authority.

Momo subconsciously shook her head. Previously, Ye Zhan hadn’t given her any explanation, and with one misunderstanding after another, she had forced herself to cut him off.

Now that she knew the reason behind everything he’d done, her heart ached terribly for him, and she didn’t want her parents to keep misunderstanding him, so she instinctively defended him. "Dad, Ye Zhan never did anything to Ji Anyun. It’s always been her one-sided wishful thinking."

If Ye Zhan was at fault, it was only that to protect her, he went along with Ji Anyun’s wishes and used her.

But Momo couldn’t blame Ye Zhan.

Even if the whole world blamed Ye Zhan and cursed him as despicable and heartless.

She still couldn’t blame him.

"Are you sure that kid Feng Yize can be trusted?"

Mo Xiuchen took out his phone, unlocked it, and pulled up the photo he’d received that morning to show Momo.

Momo’s expression changed.

Her clear eyes held a faint anger. This was exactly the same photo she had received last night, and that brat Ziyang still hadn’t told her the result.

And now, her dad actually had this photo too.

"Dad, this photo doesn’t prove anything."

Momo’s sudden change in attitude left Mo Xiuchen a bit at a loss.

He wanted to take the phone back, but Momo snatched it away in one grab.

She pouted and said, "Dad, what are you keeping a photo like this for? I’ll delete it for you. No matter what happens between me and Ye Zhan in the future, for now, I’m not giving up."

What she said was that she wouldn’t give up.

Not that she didn’t want to give up.

Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran naturally understood the firmness behind her words.

Mo Xiuchen watched as Momo deleted the photo from his phone and didn’t stop her.

When she handed the phone back, he continued, his tone turning serious. "I don’t think you should go looking for him right now."

"Dad, I just want to see Ye Zhan. I’m not going to stay there long."

All of a sudden Momo had so many things she wanted to say to Ye Zhan.

Her heart was actually still a mess.

When she learned that everything Ye Zhan had done was to protect her—that it wasn’t because he didn’t like her—she was both moved and heartbroken.

Mo Xiuchen frowned slightly, his expression carrying a certain authority. "Momo, just come home and wait for Ye Zhan. If he can’t handle the situation with Ji Anyun properly, then he can’t give you happiness."

"Dad."

Momo scrunched up her little face.

She called out once, then turned pleading eyes toward Wen Ran.

Wen Ran caught Momo’s pitiful little look and, softening, turned her gaze to Mo Xiuchen.

Momo took a step forward, grabbed Wen Ran’s hand, and said in a spoiled tone, "Mom, help me talk to Dad, okay? I won’t stay long in the Imperial City. I’ll just stay one night and come home tomorrow. I promise I’ll keep myself safe. I’ll take bodyguards with me."

"Your dad is thinking of your safety too."

Wen Ran let out a light sigh.

She said helplessly, "You were so determined before to let go of Ye Zhan and come back for blind dates, and in the blink of an eye you’re ready to fly to the Imperial City for him again."

"..."

Momo kept playing the weak and pitiful act, her blinking eyes misting over.

Seeing that, Wen Ran felt her heart ache even more.

"Take the two of them to buy tickets. I’ll talk to your dad."

The mist in Momo’s eyes instantly turned into a glow of gratitude. She nodded with a smile, then looked over at Mo Xiuchen.

Seeing that he said nothing.

She bit her lip, turned around, and ran out of the lounge.

"Ranran, you’re soft-hearted again."

Once Momo left, Mo Xiuchen let go of his stern look, and his gaze toward Wen Ran became warm and gentle.

Wen Ran smiled softly. "If I don’t soften up, Momo’s going to cry. She’s never been in a relationship before—she’s completely inexperienced in love. She and Ye Zhan ended up heartbroken before they even got together. Now she’s finally found out it was all a misunderstanding about Ye Zhan. How could she possibly sit still?"

"A grown daughter can’t be kept."

Mo Xiuchen muttered gloomily.

This morning she’d still been saying that if she couldn’t get married, she’d just cling to him.

And in less than half a day, she’d been snatched away.

"Let her go. A daughter can’t stay with you for a lifetime—only I can."

Wen Ran teased him.

Mo Xiuchen took the opportunity to pull her into his arms, pressing her head against his chest.

"You’re still the best, Ranran. Ziyi and Momo are both ungrateful brats."

He paused, then said, "How about we also make a trip to the Imperial City?"

"You want to go?"

Wen Ran lifted her head from his chest and asked.

A strange look flashed across Mo Xiuchen’s face, but he didn’t answer.

Wen Ran teased him with a smile. "You want to see how Ye Zhan handles the scandal with Ji Anyun, don’t you? You’re afraid Momo will get hurt by this again."

"No, I was just saying it casually. We’re not going to the Imperial City—we’re going home." Mo Xiuchen immediately changed his tune.

"Really not going?"

"Not going."

He said, displeased, "If that brat Ye Zhan can’t protect our daughter and lets her get hurt in any way, I’ll make sure he never marries our daughter in this lifetime."

Wen Ran pressed her lips together in a smile.