Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2592: Chapter 396

Chu Junming looked at Bai Qingling’s angry eyes and glanced up at the sky.

No sun.

Dark clouds slowly approached from the horizon; the weather forecast said it would rain this afternoon.

He let go of her hand, his voice very calm, "Since you’ve decided, then so be it."

Bai Qingling felt a tightness in her chest, her expression changed several times.

Originally, she was the one who wanted to leave.

But in the end, she watched Chu Junming walk to the roadside and get into a taxi.

"Qinghuan, have you seen enough, is there anything else you want to eat?"

Feng Yize’s voice pulled Qinghuan’s gaze back, a bright smile appeared on her face, "There’s already too much to eat."

"No problem, we can eat slowly."

Seeing her smile, Feng Yize’s lips followed suit, curving upward.

Pretending not to know she had been looking out the window earlier, pretending he hadn’t looked out too...

Qinghuan looked at his handsome and charming smile, and softly asked, "Didn’t you say you had to go to Haochen to discuss cooperation with my cousin?"

Feng Yize nodded, pouring her some water.

He placed the glass in front of her, then sat down, not leaning against the backrest, occupying only two-thirds of the chair.

In his long romance eyes, there was a thread of warm laughter, "We certainly won’t eat until the evening."

"No, we definitely won’t."

Qinghuan chuckled lightly.

Feng Yize changed the topic, asking, "Qinghuan, do you have any conditions or requests? I can prepare the contract in the next couple of days, and if you’re dissatisfied with the price, you should also bring it up."

He liked Qinghuan and also liked Qinghuan’s paintings.

And Qinghuan found no reason to refuse working with him, so she agreed.

Qinghuan was indeed too simple.

On one hand, Wen Ziyang didn’t meddle much in her professional affairs, and on the other hand, the more he got to know Feng Yize, the more his impression of him changed.

Moreover, he had specifically investigated Feng Yize, and it differed from what the outside world had said.

Seeing Feng Yize treat Qinghuan sincerely well, he didn’t oppose as much as before.

"Nothing I’m dissatisfied with."

Qinghuan shook her head with a smile.

She trusted Feng Yize.

Her phone chimed with a message, and Qinghuan took it out to look.

It was a message from Bai Qingling.

[Qinghuan, do you have time this afternoon?]

[Sister Qingling, is there anything? I can spare about an hour.] Qinghuan glanced out the car window.

She didn’t see Bai Qingling.

She must have sent the message from the car.

[Help me with a portrait.]

[Okay.]

Qinghuan smiled with pursed lips.

Bai Qingling said that day she hadn’t yet memorialized herself in professional attire.

She asked Qinghuan to draw her one someday.

With Qinghuan being a free painter, the people in their circle, especially the girls, couldn’t wait to replace photos with portraits.

——

Bai Qingling wanted a chance to explain to Qinghuan clearly that there was nothing between her and Chu Junming.

On her way back to the company, she detoured to the mall.

Picked several snacks Qinghuan loved, along with yogurt, etc.

Qinghuan went to Haochen together with Feng Yize.

Originally, she wanted Feng Yize to go first; she would go back to the studio and head there later.

But Feng Yize said he wasn’t in a hurry, he’d wait for her.

Thus, Qinghuan advanced the schedule.

Going to draw Bai Qingling first, then returning to the studio.

Feng Yize dropped Qinghuan off at Bai Qingling’s office door, then left.

"Qinghuan, see what I bought?"

Qingling pulled Qinghuan to the sofa, half a coffee table’s worth of snacks and drinks laid out.

Qinghuan blinked, "Sister Qingling, have you turned the office into a snack shop? You think my cousin will dock your bonus?"

"Getting fired would be better."

Qingling joked indifferently.

Qinghuan’s mouth twitched slightly, "I’m afraid this dream won’t come true."

"If it doesn’t, I’ll keep dreaming it; when I get tired of it, I’ll submit my resignation. Qinghuan, when are you going out painting, I’ll go with you."

Bai Qingling wasn’t a quiet person.

But ever since joining Haochen, she felt as though she was locked in a cage; aside from weekends and legal holidays, she didn’t have time off.

She constantly wanted to take leave to play.

Qinghuan laughed and shook her head, fearfully saying, "I really wouldn’t dare take you out to play. My cousin said before unless Uncle Luo comes back to continue working, he wouldn’t let you go. He even pulled Sister Qingqing back to work, let alone you."

"He let Qingqing come work to keep an eye on her every moment; my workload is much heavier than Qingqing’s. Brother Ziye is definitely biased."

"Would you dare say that in front of him?"

After Qinghuan tore open the snacks and fed them to Bai Qingling, she poured some out and fed herself.

"I just don’t want to bother with him." Bai Qingling said frustratingly; it was pointless even if she said it.

The previous weekend was a good example.

She later thought, maybe Mo Ziye was tricking her that day, he hadn’t actually gone by her home. So she checked the surveillance.

As expected, her suspicion was correct.

Mo Ziye hadn’t even gone near her door.

Scheming guy.

"Qinghuan, how are things with Feng Yize?"

Qingling casually spun a pen, her charming and lively brows carried a shallow smile, beautiful yet professional.

"Is this okay?"

She asked Qinghuan.

Qinghuan nodded, pushing the snacks aside a bit, before picking up the pen and beginning to draw.

Once she started, she was focused and meticulous.

Qingling’s pen stopped rotating, maintaining the same posture and expression.

Time flowed with the outline of the lines.

Twenty minutes later.

Bai Qingling admired the drawing of herself with satisfaction, "Qinghuan, I love you to death." After appreciating it, she hugged Qinghuan tightly.

Qinghuan laughed, pushing her away, "Don’t, I’m straight."

"Have you fallen for Feng Yize?"

Qingling asked half-jokingly.

Qinghuan glared at her, "And you, have you fallen for Chu Junming?"

"I knew you all would misunderstand. How could I like Chu Junming? Others think he’s warm and elegant, a gentleman like jade, but I have sharp eyes and saw through his facade and cunning long ago."

"Sister Qingling, is Chu Junming really that bad?"

"Yes, and it’s not just a little bad."

Qinghuan laughed, her voice light and airy, "Sister Qingling, hearing you say this, I feel fortunate that I only had a slight crush on Chu Junming at that time and didn’t fall deeply."

She picked up another bag of snacks to open, continuing, "Now I think Feng Yize is quite good, being with him feels joyful without any reason."

"So, you really like Feng Yize?"

Bai Qingling looked at Qinghuan inquisitively.

She wasn’t sure how much truth was in Qinghuan’s words.

Or if she was just saying it for her sake.

Wen Qinghuan’s fair cheeks flushed a shade of red, her brows shy, she said with a giggling tone, "I don’t know, let things happen naturally. Anyway, the longer I spend with Feng Yize, the more I find his good points. And you shouldn’t keep picking on Chu Junming; the fact he can be sworn brothers with Ye Zhan, Tang Jinchen, and Feng Yize suggests he’s probably got decent character."

"Why do I feel there’s a lot wrong?"

Bai Qingling inserted a straw and handed a bottle of yogurt to Qinghuan, "Ever since he started showing up, I haven’t had any luck, and now I have to work overtime starting tonight. Just imagine, a youthful and lovely girl like me, working late and aging, how can I get married?"