Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2589: Chapter 393

Chu Junming’s slightly stunned expression was captured in the flowing eyes of Bai Qingling.

He chuckled and shook his head, "I don’t know either."

"..."

Bai Qingling pouted in disbelief.

Doesn’t even know how much money he has?

She only knew that she had no money.

Although her parents were wealthy, that was their money, not hers. However, ever since Bai Qingling became an adult, the money she spent was earned by herself.

"I really don’t know, so how much money do you have?" Chu Junming retorted.

Bai Qingling quickly replied, "Only a hundred thousand or so in balance."

Seeing Chu Junming about to laugh, she immediately defended herself, "You’d better not laugh, girls naturally have more expenses than you guys. You can wear two suits for the whole year, can we girls do the same?"

"I don’t mean to make fun of you. You just graduated not long ago; having that much balance is pretty good."

Chu Junming’s smile was pleasing to the eye; he really wasn’t mocking her. Bai Qingling looked at him for a few moments and then proudly raised her delicate eyebrows, "Exactly, the money I spent, I earned it myself."

"Hmm."

Chu Junming responded gently.

Mo Yu’s eyes were filled with a warm smile, affirming her.

Bai Qingling handed him the written IOU.

Chu Junming reached out to take it, looking at the pen still in her hand, "Give me the pen."

"Here you go."

Bai Qingling handed the pen to Chu Junming.

Chu Junming bent down, placed the paper on the desk, and signed his name.

Bai Qingling tilted her head, watching him lean over to sign, two billion, he didn’t even flinch.

She marveled in her heart at how scary rich people could be.

He seemed to be under thirty, yet spent money so liberally; was it earned by himself or his parents’ money?

"Are you sure you have money? After signing, what if there’s no money to give."

Bai Qingling voiced her doubts.

As she said this, she leaned forward, staring at the name Chu Junming on the paper, as handsome as the man himself.

Chu Junming looked up at the sound.

Unaware of Bai Qingling leaning over, still engrossed in his handwriting, she didn’t expect him to suddenly stand up.

They collided just like that.

Chu Junming’s forehead brushed against Bai Qingling’s lips, a touch of warmth, the soft sensation washed over his senses, making his eyes flicker slightly.

Bai Qingling instinctively let out a soft gasp, leaning back to avoid him, but due to the embarrassing inclination, she overbalanced, plus her prior casual stance.

Wearing high heels, losing balance, she was about to make a fool of herself by falling.

Suddenly, a broad hand gripped her wrist, a force pulling her forward, making her plummet straight into the man’s arms.

A strong masculine smell hit her nose, and this time, her heartbeat froze.

The office air filled with a silent, subtle ambiguity.

Chu Junming lowered his gaze, meeting Bai Qingling’s still-shocked eyes, he discreetly stepped back a bit, at the same time, his large hand steadied her to prevent another fall.

Seeing her stand straight, he released her hand.

His handsome brow was calm and composed, showing no sign of awkwardness or oddity.

"Didn’t twist your ankle, did you?"

Bai Qingling held onto the edge of the desk, stood upright, and shook her head, "I’m fine."

After speaking, she lightly pursed her lips, then quickly released them.

Simply because there was an unusual sensation lingering on her lips.

Chu Junming was picking up the signed IOU, unaware of Bai Qingling’s unusual reaction. He handed her the IOU, casually addressing her earlier query, "I started doing business at eighteen, have been earning and not spending much over the years, there should be enough for two billion."

Bai Qingling’s mouth twitched.

"If you don’t spend money, what’s the point of earning so much?"

Listening to his tone, he truly seemed clueless about how much he had.

Chu Junming smiled at her, "Saving to support a wife and kids in the future."

"..."

Do your wife and kids eat money?

Bai Qingling glanced at the IOU in her hand, then walked to the desk and placed it in a drawer.

——

After Ye Zhan left for work, Momo returned to the Mo family.

Since Qingqing also went to work, Zirui stayed with her and Wen Ran.

Zirui, tired from playing, sat on the mat drinking formula, while Wen Ran and Momo chatted beside him.

"Momo, your dad and I plan to visit the Imperial City."

Wen Ran looked at Zirui, who was on the mat, drinking formula yet insisting on putting the bottle on his leg, bending over, drinking the formula while his little hands busily moved, and smiled at Momo.

Momo looked at Wen Ran in slight surprise, "Mom, are you and Dad going to visit Ye Zhan’s father?"

"Hmm."

Wen Ran nodded gently.

Last time, when Old Master Ye and Ye Zhangming visited G City, they didn’t even have a decent meal...

Wen Ran didn’t mention it, fearing Momo would feel uncomfortable.

She looked at Momo with concern and softly asked, "Momo, are you still feeling bad now? If you are, don’t bear it on your own."

Momo smiled and shook her head, "Mom, haven’t you noticed I’ve gained some weight recently? I’m much better these days."

Wen Ran examined her slim figure, "Still so skinny, gained what weight? Now Ye Zhan is back to work, surely has no time to care for you much, if cooking alone at home is troublesome, just come back here to eat."

Wen Ran felt sorry for her daughter, afraid she might just make do with meals alone.

Her being so thin, she needed to eat well to gain some weight.

Momo blinked, her delicate face sparkling with a bright smile, "Mom, I’m not a kid, I can take care of myself, so don’t worry about me."

"Alright, I won’t worry, but if you can’t take care of yourself, or lose more weight, your dad and brother will end up blaming Ye Zhan."

"Ye Zhan treats me very well."

Momo instinctively spoke up for Ye Zhan.

But, it was also the truth.

Ye Zhan treated her better than he treated himself.

Just as they were talking about him, his call came through.

Beside them, Zirui straightened up, holding his bottle, and called out in a babyish voice, "Grandma."

Wen Ran smiled, taking the now almost empty formula bottle from him, passed it to the maid nearby.

Momo pressed the answer key, her voice light and breezy, "Hello."

"Momo, what are you doing?"

Ye Zhan’s voice was warm and magnetic, hearing it, Momo’s facial expression softened and grew tender.

"I’m playing with Zirui at mom’s place, you focus on work, don’t make calls."

"I miss you."

After a moment of silence on the other end, Ye Zhan’s voice gently and romantically drifted over.

Momo clutched the phone, her heart sweetened.

Smiling between her brows, she got up, holding the phone, and walked towards the rockery fish pond, moving slightly away from Wen Ran and Zirui, before lowering her voice, "I miss you too, hubby."

In response, Ye Zhan’s deep, sensual laughter resonated.

After the laughter, his slightly muffled voice came through, "Momo, I can’t come back for lunch to accompany you, so eat at mom’s, I’ll pick you up for dinner later."