Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2512: Chapter 316

Momo didn’t expect Ye Zhan to act this way.

Her emotions were slightly stirred, and her clear eyes were fixed on his noble and handsome smile. In a daze, she was led by him to sit beside his seat.

Secretary Liu, who had originally been sitting next to Ye Zhan, had already moved aside sensibly when Ye Zhan took her hand.

And placed an unoccupied chair next to Ye Zhan’s seat.

"Ye Zhan, if you do this, Miss Fang will get jealous."

Before being half-forced to sit in the chair by Ye Zhan, Momo said with a playful tone.

Ye Zhan raised his eyebrows, looking at her in confusion.

Momo glanced over at Fang Die, whose face had turned ugly, and sighed, "Did you forget I’m your ex-girlfriend? No wonder when I came to say hello earlier, Miss Fang said it wasn’t convenient, mentioning you two had just gotten together and your relationship was unstable."

The atmosphere in the room suddenly turned eerie.

Everyone’s gaze turned towards Fang Die, whose face alternated between pale and flushed, glaring at Momo.

This kind of embarrassment was perhaps the first she had ever experienced in her life.

Ye Zhan chuckled lightly, his tone loving yet helpless, as he dominantly pressed her onto the chair, "Momo, did Fang Die tell you that she and I are together?"

His slender fingers lightly gripped her shoulders, leaning slightly to look at her, "Didn’t I tell you that in this life, I only love you? I don’t even know what other women look like besides you. Momo, if you wrong me like this, I will be upset."

Momo felt that she shouldn’t have come over.

She bit her lip, looking up at Ye Zhan’s handsome and gentle eyes, facing his warm breath. "Did Miss Fang lie to me then?"

"Yes."

Ye Zhan didn’t even glance at Fang Die, who stood a few steps away, her face flushed and humiliated.

He only focused on Momo.

In his deep and affectionate eyes, there was only her reflection.

Momo giggled, "Alright then, I misunderstood you."

"In the first place, you did."

Ye Zhan glanced at Secretary Liu standing there, then sat down beside Momo, slightly turning his handsome face towards her, "What do you want to eat? We’ll order when the waiter comes in."

"I have another dinner appointment." Momo’s hand was enveloped by his broad, warm palm.

She didn’t struggle, knowing it would be useless.

This man seemed gentle, but his dominance was ingrained in his bones.

"It’s okay; I’ll accompany you later."

"Miss Mo, men like Young Master Ye are hard to find, even with a lantern, you should stay and have some food. If you leave, we might all have to face Young Master Ye’s mood."

Mrs. Smith jokingly said.

That phrase about the lantern was initially used by Momo to tease her and Mr. Smith, and now she used it back at her.

Mr. Smith immediately embraced his wife, saying to Momo, "Miss Mo, if you don’t stay, not only will Young Master Ye be heartbroken, but we won’t be happy either."

Momo couldn’t find a reason to leave.

And Fang Die standing nearby had her face swollen from humiliation, wishing she could find a hole to squeeze into.

But tonight’s dinner wasn’t something she could leave at will.

Standing beside her, He Qinqin was stunned. Although she was a cousin of Fang Die, her mother married into her father’s family, unlike Fang Die, who was a noble lady of the Imperial City, just an ordinary person.

Though she had heard about Ye Zhan before, all tales spoke of how cold and distant he was and how he avoided women...

The waiter came in with the menu, and Ye Zhan patiently went through it with Momo.

Even though this Yi Pin Xuan Pavilion was owned by her family, he still introduced each dish to her and finally ordered two dishes Momo liked.

After the waiter left, Ye Zhan lifted his eyes to look at Fang Die, standing there, her face alternating between pale and flushed, and said calmly, "Next time, don’t joke around with Momo like that, and don’t daydream about things that aren’t yours."

"Do you trust Miss Mo so much, just believing whatever she says?"

Fang Die asked, tears welling up in her eyes.

If the humiliation that Momo brought her was something she could barely endure, Ye Zhan’s earlier cold mockery, as if piercing her heart with a sharp blade, was beyond her capability to bear.

She liked him, and even if he didn’t reciprocate, he shouldn’t humiliate her like this.

He was one of the Four Young Masters of the Capital, exalted and admired by countless women, but she was also a noble lady of the Imperial City, with countless men wanting to marry her.

Ye Zhan’s brows furrowed, his voice suddenly sharp, "If I can’t believe the woman I love, should I trust a deceitful stranger?"

"Ye Zhan, you’re too much."

After saying this, Fang Die ran out of the room in tears.

He Qinqin called out "Cousin" and chased after her.

In the room, the middle-aged man with Fang Die looked embarrassed, and Mrs. Smith looked puzzled at her husband, who affectionately kissed her and said, "Dear, let’s not interfere in the young people’s affairs; you haven’t eaten much, let me serve you some dishes."

Momo looked at the door without Fang Die’s presence, uninterestingly pouting and said to Ye Zhan, "You should be gentler with women."

Ye Zhan raised an eyebrow, "How gentle, you teach me?"

"How to teach?"

Momo chuckled.

"We’ll go home later and then you can teach me."

"Sit properly."

Momo adjusted her slightly tense breathing and glared at him.

Ye Zhan chuckled softly, though he sat upright, he refused to let go of her hand until the two new dishes were served.

He then released Momo’s hand and picked up chopsticks to serve her food.

Momo refused twice, but Ye Zhan ignored her.

She had no choice but to let him attentively serve her, while he also managed to discuss business with Mr. Smith.

Until she was almost finished eating, Ye Zhan had almost concluded his conversation with Mr. Smith.

He put down his chopsticks, took a napkin to wipe her mouth, and said gently, "Which room were you dining in and with whom earlier? I’ll go with you, and then we’ll head home."

"..."

Momo looked at him speechless.

Had she ever said she was going home with him?

Was it not him who said that night they were merely friends going forward?

Ye Zhan, as if unaware of her thoughts, explained briefly to Mr. and Mrs. Smith, then took her by the hand, leading her out of the room.

"Ye Zhan......"