Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2579: Chapter 383:

The driver sent by the Ye Family immediately stepped forward, respectfully saying, "Young Master Zhan, Miss Mo."

He then explained that Old Master Ye had sent him to pick them up and take them home.

Ye Zhan’s handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly. He turned to look at Momo and saw her smilingly nod. Only then did he respond indifferently, leading her into the car.

Old Master Ye had only learned from watching TV this afternoon that Ye Zhan and Momo had already registered their marriage.

After dinner, he called Ye Zhan to the study on the second floor.

Ye Zhan was somewhat unwilling.

Momo gently nudged him with her elbow on the living room sofa, indicating he should agree.

The indifference on Ye Zhan’s face softened under the gaze of the woman beside him, and his voice became warm and smooth, "Momo, watch some TV for now."

"Go ahead."

Momo urged him with a smile.

Ye Zhan affectionately patted her head and got up to go to the study on the second floor.

"Ah Zhan, how is Momo’s health?"

Old Master Ye looked at Ye Zhan’s cold expression, unaffected, and asked with a smile, expressing concern.

Standing in front of the desk, Ye Zhan’s body was tall, upright, and slender.

At the mention of Momo, the indifference in his eyes faded slightly, and a hint of warmth spread across his brows, "Momo is fine now."

"She’s much thinner than before. Now that you two are married, make sure to spend more time with her and help her recover her health. You’re both young; there’s no rush to have children."

Old Master Ye used to eagerly anticipate holding a great-grandchild every day.

But now he was telling Ye Zhan not to rush.

These words made Ye Zhan’s eyes flash with a touch of astonishment.

"I’m not in a hurry."

For Ye Zhan, as long as Momo was well, having children wasn’t important.

Even if he never had children in his lifetime, he didn’t mind.

Old Master Ye nodded kindly with a smile, "Our Ye Family owes Momo a lot. You must treat her well. Your dad even talked to the President, asking that you stay in G City."

"I’ll handle my own affairs."

"Yes, you’re not a child anymore. Your dad... feels guilty towards you, knowing you and Momo came back. He wanted to come back and have a meal with you, but..."

Old Master Ye didn’t finish his sentence.

Ye Zhan’s lips pressed into a cold, hard line, not responding.

The resentment he held towards Ye Zhangming couldn’t just disappear suddenly.

Old Master Ye knew Ye Zhan couldn’t be separated from Momo, so he didn’t dare say much more and told him to go downstairs to find Momo.

When Ye Zhan came downstairs, Momo was watching TV.

Although the volume was low, she was the only one in the living room watching TV. Apart from the sound from the TV, there was nothing else, so quiet that the man’s deep, magnetic voice clearly reached Ye Zhan’s ears.

A glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously curved in pride.

"Momo, why are you watching this?"

Ye Zhan walked to the front of the sofa, his eyes sweeping over the screen showing himself, his tall figure crouching down before Momo.

"Why crouch here when there’s a sofa? What are you doing?" Momo gave him a playful look and then glanced at the TV screen, her happiness and sweetness barely concealed as she said, "Ye Zhan, you’re really handsome."

"Hmm, you’re beautiful too."

Momo blinked.

Looking at herself in his eyes, happiness suddenly overflowed within her, "What did Grandpa say to you?"

She withdrew her little hand from his palm, "Don’t crouch; sit down."

"I won’t sit; I like watching you like this."

Ye Zhan spoke naturally, not intentionally sweet-talking her, yet Momo felt her heart as sweet as if she had tasted honey.

She knew this man was always stubborn.

Previously, everyone said only she could persuade him to change his mind, but Momo’s deepest realization in recent days was that she couldn’t change any of his decisions.

"Do whatever you like then."

Momo’s heart softened at his words, her voice also tinged with a bit of coyness.

Ye Zhan just crouched there before her, his voice low and warm, "Grandpa told me to be nicer to you, not to bully you."

"Really?"

"Hmm, that’s what he said. He’s getting old... How could I possibly bully you? There’s not enough time to love and cherish you."

"How about we stay here tonight, don’t go back?"

Momo glanced towards the second floor.

Old Master Ye hadn’t come downstairs, perhaps worried about disturbing Ye Zhan.

Momo actually held some opinions against Old Master Ye and Ye Zhangming because they had done many things that hurt Ye Zhan.

And Ye Zhan was the one she loved.

However, Momo understood better that Old Master Ye and Ye Zhangming were family and elders to Ye Zhan. His resentment showed how much he cared.

She hoped that one day Ye Zhan wouldn’t regret or continue interacting with his family in this way.

"Why?"

Ye Zhan was a bit stunned.

Momo smiled and said, "Grandpa is getting old, and now that you’re living in G City with me, you don’t often have time to visit them. Since we’ve come back, let’s stay for the night."

"Momo."

Ye Zhan’s eyes tightened.

A complex emotion surged within him, his grip on Momo’s hand involuntarily growing heavier.

Momo sensed the change in his voice, her smile becoming even softer.

She looked at Ye Zhan’s handsome face, her small hand touched his fine eyebrows with a sense of distress, slender fingers tracing his brows, her voice gentle and soft, "What’s past is past, don’t keep making yourself unhappy."

"I won’t."

Ye Zhan shook his head, instinctively leaning in to embrace her, his long fingers tenderly stroking her hair, murmuring with happiness and satisfaction, "With my Momo, I’m happy."

Momo silently smiled in his arms.

After holding each other for a while, she raised her face, smiling brightly, "Since I have a husband, I’m also very happy."

"From now on, call me this. Don’t use my full name anymore." Ye Zhan expressed his liking for her use of the term ’husband’.

And the words ’Ye Zhan’ always made Momo feel a sense of distance.

"Husband."

Momo called out again, crisp and clear.

Ye Zhan chuckled, his deep, pool-like eyes filled with gentle affection.

Upon hearing Ye Zhan and Momo were staying overnight, Old Master Ye was so shocked he forgot to speak, just staring at them dumbfounded. After a while, he suppressed a heart full of gratitude and guilt, repeatedly saying, "Good!"

"I’ve always had your room kept ready, Ah Zhan. I’ll have the driver bring your luggage back."

Though Ye Zhan had clothes at home, Momo did not.

"No need, I’ll go pick them up myself later." Ye Zhan declined indifferently, Old Master Ye’s excitement making him feel somewhat uncomfortable inside.

Perhaps it was the prolonged indifference and unfamiliarity; despite being the closest of people, he didn’t know what topics to discuss, so he dropped a sentence, "I’ll take Momo upstairs to rest."

Without caring whether Old Master Ye had more to say, he led Momo upstairs.