Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2470: Chapter 274:

"He’s not a fool, he already knows."

Mo Ziye’s face looks remarkably like the young Mo Xiuchen. Even compared to him now, one is just younger, and the other is mature, with more traces of time.

Yet the expressions on these two faces are entirely different.

Mo Xiuchen hides his emotions in his heart, showing only some indifference on his face.

Mo Ziye’s emotions are openly displayed on his handsome face, his tone filled with undisguised anger towards the Ye family.

If he wasn’t angered by the Ye family’s actions, he wouldn’t have said such a thing in front of a man who had just woken up from several days of coma.

Straightforward sarcasm.

"Then, did he say anything?"

That night, although Gu Kai accompanied Momo to the Imperial City, as soon as he arrived at the hospital, he went to discuss Old Master Ye’s surgery.

He didn’t even meet Momo again.

Not to mention knowing that Momo sacrificed herself for Ye Zhan.

Mo Xiuchen doesn’t want to blame the Ye family’s actions, but as Momo’s father, he is very angry with the Ye family for sacrificing his precious daughter to save Ye Zhan.

Their actions are too selfish.

Although Mo Xiuchen, Qin Mu, and Mo Ziye came to the Imperial City that night, he has never been to the hospital.

Ye Zhangming visited him a couple of days ago to apologize personally.

Mo Xiuchen’s attitude remained indifferent.

Ye Zhangming promised to find Momo, but he didn’t respond.

Mo Ziye shook his head, "He didn’t say anything to me, but it seems like he had a fight with Ye Zhangming and then fell unconscious again."

Mo Xiuchen frowned more deeply, the color in his eyes becoming increasingly dark.

"Dad, you haven’t rested well these past few days. Take a good rest this afternoon. Shi Xi just called me, and we have news about my sister. I called you right away."

"You go ahead; I’ll go to the hospital later."

"Dad, Ye Zhan is the younger generation. Even if he’s injured, he should come."

Mo Xiuchen’s expression remained unchanged, speaking very coldly, "Your sister risked her life for him. Just for that, I need to know his attitude."

"Even if he has a conscience, my sister marries into the Ye family, they won’t treat her well." Mo Ziye no longer holds a favorable view of the Ye family after this incident.

"Your sister and Ye Zhan’s matter, let her decide for herself."

Mo Xiuchen wanted to make the decision for Momo and break off the relationship with Ye Zhan.

But on second thought, he realized that if he breaks them up, and Ye Zhan turns around and marries another woman, Momo would be the one heartbroken.

In that case, it would be a favor for the woman marrying Ye Zhan.

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After Mo Ziye left, Mo Xiuchen slept for an hour.

In the past few days, he hadn’t had a full night’s sleep in his efforts to find Momo.

Yet currently, Momo’s whereabouts remain a mystery.

He did receive a mysterious message saying that Momo is fine.

The sender even called him father-in-law!

The message said he liked Momo and is planning their wedding.

He told Mo Xiuchen not to worry about Momo’s safety and that he would protect her well.

When Mo Xiuchen called back, the phone was turned off.

After learning that Ye Zhan had woken up, Mo Xiuchen went to the hospital.

The Imperial City, shrouded in dusk, looked different in the whiteness caused by the accumulated snow.

Upon arriving at the hospital, he encountered the president who had just visited Ye Zhan.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, the president showed great concern for Momo’s safety. Regardless of whether it was sincere or not, Mo Xiuchen politely expressed his gratitude.

He took the elevator upstairs and, upon reaching the door of Ye Zhan’s hospital room, heard the sound of a cup shattering.

He frowned slightly.

When he pushed open the door, he saw glass shards beneath Ye Zhangming’s feet.

On the hospital bed, Ye Zhan’s handsome face looked pale, his eyes were burning with anger.

Hearing the sound, both father and son looked towards the door. Embarrassment flashed across Ye Zhangming’s face, but before he could speak, Ye Zhan said complexly, "Uncle Mo."

"You’re injured, don’t move around."

Mo Xiuchen looked at Ye Zhan, who wanted to get up, and momentarily forgot his displeasure, quickly stepping forward to hold down his arm.

"Uncle Mo, I’m sorry."

Ye Zhan’s voice was hoarse and low, filled with deep remorse.

Mo Xiuchen’s expression subtly changed, recalling the last time Ye Zhan stayed with the Mo family, his polite yet neither humble nor overbearing demeanor.

A stark contrast to the man now engulfed in guilt.

"I want to talk to Ye Zhan alone." Mo Xiuchen released his grip, turned around, and said calmly to Ye Zhangming.

Ye Zhangming collected his complicated emotions and nodded, "You two talk."

With that, he turned and left.

The room fell into a moment of silence.

Seeing Mo Xiuchen, a wave of emotions surged through Ye Zhan’s heart, and he wanted to sit up again.

But remembering Mo Xiuchen’s earlier restraint and his own injuries, he moved his hand and gave up the thought.

"Uncle Mo, is there any news about Momo?"

"No."

Mo Xiuchen’s very faint voice conveyed little emotion, but in Ye Zhan’s ears, his heart clenched painfully.

His face grew even paler.

"Things are already this way, blaming yourself is useless."

Mo Xiuchen stepped back a little, looking at Ye Zhan on the hospital bed from a not too close yet not too distant position.

Standing there as an elder, even without anger, Mo Xiuchen’s gaze bore a certain authoritative aloofness.

"..."

Ye Zhan was speechless for a moment.

With tightly pressed lips, even without moving, his emotions pulled at his wounds, making it unclear whether it was more heartache or physical pain.

Or perhaps the intertwining of both kinds of pain, inch by inch tormenting his nerves.

"Ye Zhan, we cannot predict the harm Momo might endure, and over these days, it’s obvious that someone has spread some rumors everywhere regarding this matter.

Her reputation has already been affected. If one day in the future, she..."

"Uncle Mo."

Ye Zhan suddenly interrupted Mo Xiuchen.

In his voice, there was too much emotion that couldn’t be conveyed in words, despite Mo Xiuchen not allowing him to sit up earlier.

But Ye Zhan still threw back the covers and insisted on sitting up.

Mo Xiuchen frowned watching him.

This time, he didn’t stop him.

Ye Zhan tried twice before gritting his teeth and managing to sit up.

Disregarding the sweat on his forehead, he looked into Mo Xiuchen’s deep, dark eyes and said firmly, word by word, "Uncle Mo, I love Momo. No matter when, that won’t change."

"..."

"I didn’t know that night that Momo risked her own life to save me. No words can change that now, but I assure you, I will definitely rescue Momo."

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