Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2610 - 414: Don’t Be a Third Wheel

Airport.

Qinghuan and Qingling stood in a less crowded area.

A bit far from the security check.

After all, Chu Junming and Feng Yize are two grown men who have been to G City before; they’re not going to get lost.

The two of them didn’t want to squeeze through the crowd.

The phone rang, Qinghuan withdrew her gaze and took out her phone to answer the call.

"Qinghuan, have Chu Junming and Feng Yize arrived?" Ziyang’s voice came over the phone, accompanied by the sound of car horns.

Qinghuan looked again at the people coming out of the security check, "They should be out soon."

"Once you pick them up, head straight to the cemetery. We’ll all visit Aunt An together." Ziyang was in the car with only Zhang Minghui.

Everyone else was paired up.

The two single people in one car.

"Alright."

Qinghuan answered softly.

After chatting a bit more, she heard Qingling, who was standing beside her, say, "They’re coming out."

Qinghuan then hung up the phone.

Turning her gaze, she saw Chu Junming and Feng Yize walking side by side, looking like a beautiful painting, drawing much attention.

Especially the attention of the opposite sex, which seemed magnetically attracted to them.

Yet, the two of them walked straight towards Qingling and Qinghuan without glancing around.

Compared to Chu Junming’s gentle smile, Feng Yize’s smile was like the warm sun in spring, dazzling and cheerful.

"Qinghuan, Qingling, have you been waiting long?"

Qinghuan shook her head with a smile, "Not long at all. You brought so much luggage?"

She looked down at the suitcases Feng Yize and Chu Junming each were carrying, "Do you need help?"

"How could we let you girls help with the luggage?"

Feng Yize’s words caused Chu Junming to glance at him with a faint look.

Although it was just a look, what did Feng Yize read from his eyes?

It seemed like he wasn’t very agreeable with his words.

Feng Yize blinked in confusion.

Soon, Qinghuan’s smile diverted his attention.

"My brother just called, saying they’re all going to the cemetery to visit Aunt An. We’ll be going there too; you two don’t mind, right?"

Qinghuan was asking Feng Yize and Chu Junming.

Feng Yize replied without hesitation, "No problem at all. We’ll go to the cemetery. I’ve met Aunt An before."

It’s just that Qin Mu’s family always lived in G City.

Feng Yize wasn’t familiar with them; he had met An Lin only twice when he was with Ye Zhan.

Seeing that Feng Yize didn’t need him to speak up, Chu Junming remained silent.

Just quietly being a handsome man.

His gaze quietly fell on Bai Qingling.

After all this time, Bai Qingling hadn’t even greeted him. Since they came out, it’s always been Feng Yize and Qinghuan talking.

Bai Qingling just smiled, observing them from the side.

Being ignored, Chu Junming felt a small regret; he intended for her to help with the suitcase.

But Yi Ze said something about not letting girls do such things.

The four of them walked out of the airport together.

Qingling wanted to switch places with Qinghuan but was held back by Chu Junming’s sleeve.

She turned, puzzled, her almond eyes scanned his long fingers holding her clothes, frowning, using her eyes to ask what he meant.

Qinghuan saw Qingling didn’t follow and turned back to look.

Seeing Chu Junming holding Qingling.

She smiled, turned, and continued walking.

"What are you doing?"

Qingling furrowed her brows, displeased as she looked at Chu Junming.

In this setting, she kept her voice very low.

Qinghuan and Feng Yize walking ahead couldn’t hear.

Chu Junming released his hold; his previously silent voice was deep with a slight hoarseness, "Don’t be a third wheel."

A middle-aged lady swiftly passed by with her luggage, her high ponytail brushing Qingling’s face, causing her to instinctively step aside.

The short distance between her and Chu Junming suddenly closed.

His warm breath blew softly into her ear, feeling a strange, tingling sensation on her skin, somewhat warm.

Qingling immediately stepped back.

Keeping a little more distance from Chu Junming.

Turning to look, she saw Feng Yize and Qinghuan had walked quite far already.

But Feng Yize kept looking sideways at Qinghuan; she could see his smile even from behind.

Thinking of Qinghuan chatting more and more about Feng Yize lately.

She didn’t refute Chu Junming’s words.

Just pressed her lips, asking calmly, "Can we go now?"

"Are you angry?"

Chu Junming asked without answering her question.

Qingling paused for a second.

Understanding his meaning from their gaze, she couldn’t help but roll her eyes, "You’re just a crafty merchant; what’s there for me to be angry about with you?"

They clearly agreed he wouldn’t go back on his word.

Yet he talked so much, saying she’d come to meet them today.

Obviously, he was making everyone witnesses that she! Would! Pick! Up! At! The! Airport!

Making it impossible for her not to come.

Chu Junming smiled faintly.

Not at all angered by her sarcasm.

Not only unfazed but selectively ignored the sarcasm, taking it as a compliment.

His warm gaze settled effortlessly on her, "Qingling, if I’m not a crafty merchant, then how could I afford to give you a billion as a gift?"

Qingling’s expression paused.

She felt briefly confused.

It seemed there was something unclear and complex in his warm voice.

Especially when he said "Qingling," deep and smooth, wrapped with a subtle hint of a smile, like the male lead softly calling the female lead in the idol drama she’d been following.

Qingling’s heart skipped a beat out of slight fright.

Recalling Qinghuan’s words from earlier.

Qingling’s eyes floated a smile.

A genuine, bright, enchanted smile.

A smile that made Chu Junming feel alarmed.

Yet his expression remained unchanged.

Waiting for her show.

"It sounds quite reasonable."

Qingling nodded, pecking like a chicken, asking with a smile, "Has Feng Yize confessed to Qinghuan yet?"

"No."

Chu Junming inwardly wondered what kind of mischievous plan Qingling was plotting with that smile.

Also, she wasn’t in a hurry to leave.

Her gentle gaze shimmering in warmth.

"Are you really hoping Qinghuan and Feng Yize get together?"

Though Qingling’s words were a question, her heart believed the answer was certain.

Chu Junming replied with a simple "Hmm."

Not much else.

Qingling raised an eyebrow, "If they do get together, when they marry, the gift you give will surely be no less than that of Ye Zhan and Tang Jinchen."

Chu Junming’s eyes flickered, and a refined, elegant smile appeared on his lips, "Naturally."

"How about this, split the gift money you helped me with for Ye Zhan and Tang Jinchen, and save it equally for Qinghuan and Ziyang."

"How can that work? I’ve told everyone."

Chu Junming shook his head; he was a man of principles and kept his word.

"But not without other options." Seeing Qingling’s rejected smile fading.

Chu Junming casually proposed an alternative.

Qingling squinted her eyes.

"What option?"