Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2598: Chapter 402: He Said, "Things Should Have a Beginning and an End

Bai Qingling is very angry.

Back in the office, she gulped down a full glass of water, still unable to calm her anger.

Outside the door, there’s a knock.

"Come in."

The voice carried a slight emotional tone.

The door opened, and Chu Junming stood at the entrance looking prim and proper, his gaze falling on her angry little face. He squinted slightly and stepped in.

"..."

Bai Qingling ignored him and took out her phone to unlock it.

"Qinghuan called to ask me about Yi Ze’s preferences. She said she’s staying at Yi Ze’s place for a few days in Imperial City and wants to treat him to a meal."

Chu Junming’s voice was clear and calm.

It was the kind of voice that was very pleasant to hear.

Coupled with his deceptively gentle and jade-like appearance, it was easy to mistake his tone for friendliness.

Bai Qingling used to think so too.

But after numerous disagreements with Chu Junming, she now only felt that he was a hypocrite wearing a human mask.

"Qinghuan is in Imperial City with Yi Ze. If something did happen, she wouldn’t call me. After all, distant water can’t put out a nearby fire."

It seemed like Chu Junming was explaining.

But it felt odd.

Bai Qingling finally looked up at him.

He stood five steps away from her desk, gazing at her quietly.

"Aren’t you the one who wasn’t going to say anything?"

"I didn’t expect you to have such a temper."

Chu Junming’s lips formed a slight curve.

Bai Qingling glared at him, "Is it that I have a temper, or that you’re unwilling to speak?"

"Now that I’ve said it, can you stop being angry?"

"..."

"Why don’t I treat you to dinner as an apology." Chu Junming’s smile deepened in response to her angry expression.

"Who’s interested."

"Yang Tingjun’s wife is about to give birth. If you don’t work overtime tonight, he has to stay."

"..."

Bai Qingling raised her eyebrow at him.

So what?

Chu Junming stepped closer and looked at her across the desk.

"I’ll be staying here for up to two more days, then I’ll be going abroad for at least half a month..."

What does that have to do with me?

That’s what Bai Qingling thought internally.

But considering if she doesn’t work overtime, it would mean a man with a wife about to give birth would have to work instead.

Being kind-hearted, although reluctant, she agreed.

"I’ll work overtime, but don’t nag me like an old lady, it’s so annoying. Isn’t your company so big, full of good-for-nothings, that you have to watch over things personally as a president?"

Chu Junming’s mouth twitched slightly.

Then he smiled, "Initially, it was because my eldest brother and second brother came to G City."

Even though the cooperation with Haochen is important, at this stage, it’s not absolutely necessary.

If it were really indispensable from Chu Junming, then Mo Ziye wouldn’t have handed the burden over to Bai Qingling so casually.

"Later, I thought that a good beginning should have a good ending."

After a long time, Chu Junming explained the deeper meaning of his words to Bai Qingling.

——

Imperial City, Mall.

Qinghuan bought several dishes that Feng Yize likes.

She also bought some snacks and various needed items.

Turning around to go to the checkout, she saw Feng Yize standing in front of her.

Not knowing when he arrived.

Those long and enchanting eyes held a smile. His features were handsome and charming.

"Feng Yize, why are you here?"

Qinghuan blinked surprisedly.

"I’m here."

Feng Yize reached out to hold the shopping cart.

His long, clean fingers were only a centimeter from her hand, but he didn’t take the opportunity to hold her hand or deliberately touch her.

Qinghuan looked down, glanced, then released the cart with a grin, "Okay."

"What did you buy?"

Feng Yize lowered his gaze to look at the contents of the shopping cart and casually asked.

Pushing the cart, walking side by side with Qinghuan towards the checkout.

"Bought some groceries, snacks, and other random things."

Qinghuan smiled sideways answering his question, "How did you know I was here?"

"I saw your message, initially wanted to call you, but my third brother called me first and told me."

As he said this, Feng Yize smiled earnestly gazing at her.

Wen Qinghuan felt somewhat uneasy under his gaze, and tried to hide it by smoothing her hair behind her ears, "I saw the fridge full of the food I like, did you arrange for someone to buy it in advance?"

"Well, It’s not safe for a girl to stay in a hotel alone. Usually, my sister-in-law stays at Uncle Qin’s house for business trips. I thought it might be inconvenient for you, so I suggested you stay at my place. Anyway, I’m rarely there."

"Then where do you stay, at the Feng Family house?"

Qinghuan raised her eyebrow and asked.

Feng Yize shook his head, "I live with my mom. Here, it’s only occasionally when it’s too late, not wanting to wake her up."

At the checkout line, while waiting, Feng Yize explained, "This afternoon, I took my mom for a check-up and went to see the waiter who fell down the stairs... My phone was charging and I didn’t have it with me."

"Is Auntie sick?"

"Yeah, an old ailment, routine check-up. The weather’s been bad lately, affecting her health."

"Did you see the online post?"

"I saw it, everyone is praising your drawings, Qinghuan, you’re really talented."

Feng Yize’s eyes were especially captivating, and his smile, so intoxicating, could easily pull anyone in.

Qinghuan chuckled lightly, "Aren’t they praising you instead? Many people say you’re handsome."

"You drew me handsome."

"Isn’t it because you look good? Even dressed as a beggar, your refined features can’t be hidden."

As they chatted, they moved with the line ahead.

Moments later, Feng Yize sensed the surrounding gazes, as did Qinghuan.

Before they could react, there was a whisper, "Isn’t that the Feng Young Master from online? He’s even more handsome in person than the portrait. That girl next to him, is she the girl from the painting?"

The post only had the painting and the host’s introduction, without Qinghuan’s photo.

"Seems like it. The way Feng Young Master looks at the girl is so gentle, so romantic, I’m so envious."

"They really match well."

Qinghuan’s face inexplicably felt warm.

She’s always been thin-skinned, rarely discussed like this.

Wanting to pretend she hadn’t heard, but the voices kept drifting to her ears.

As they took the elevator down to the first floor, they were surrounded by a swarm of reporters outside.

"Feng Young Master, is this the beautiful artist who painted your portrait?"

"Feng Young Master, how did you handle this afternoon’s incident?"

"Feng Young Master, what is your relationship with the beautiful artist, can you share?"

Feng Yize effortlessly stepped forward to shield Qinghuan behind him, maintaining his trademark charming smile.

"Thank you all for your concern for Feng, but please refrain from taking photos and do not disturb my friend."

Though his words carried a hint of laughter, those familiar with Feng Yize knew his laughter implied a warning.

And these reporters were not interviewing Feng Yize for the first time, somewhat acquainted with his temperament.

"Feng Young Master, can we take photos of you?"