Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2613 - 417: Ziyi Pulls No Punches

Upon receiving the gaze from the three, Ye Zhan hesitated for only a few seconds.

Then he strode with his long legs towards Ziyang and Zirui, who were guarding the villa gate.

Because there were many people outside the villa.

Their car was parked ten meters away.

In everyone’s sight, Ye Zhan walked calmly and composedly.

At the villa entrance, Ziyang lowered his head and whispered to the Zirui in his arms, "Zirui, we need to hold our ground here, okay?"

Zirui not only inherited Mo Ziye and Qingqing’s looks, looking as if he walked out from a painting, but also Mo Ziye’s high IQ.

He seemed to understand and nodded slightly to Ziyang.

Ziyang looked up, and the upright figure of Ye Zhan had already approached.

Behind him, Tang Jinchen, Chu Junming, and Feng Yize followed one after another.

The aura of the Four Young Masters of the Capital seemed to surge like waves from the moment they got off the car.

Ziyang, who was not a timid person, couldn’t help but swallow as he faced the four.

"Ziyang, did Ziye ask you and Zirui to take the lead?"

Ye Zhan’s lips curled into a smile, and his clear and joyful voice rang out.

After speaking, he squatted down, looking at Zirui with a smile in his eyes.

He directly pulled out a red envelope from his pocket and handed it over, "Zirui, don’t you like the little prince? How does this look to you?"

"Rei-Rei."

Zirui, seeing the picture on Ye Zhan’s red envelope, immediately called out excitedly.

It was a little prince that Ye Zhan asked Qinghuan to paint a few days ago, just with Zirui’s face instead.

Ziyang was aware when Qinghuan was painting.

Seeing that Zirui was reaching out to take the red envelope, Ziyang’s heart skipped a beat, and without thinking, he picked up Zirui.

"Zirui, did you forget the task that your dad gave you? If you want the little prince picture, I’ll have Aunt Qinghuan draw you a bunch later, okay?"

"Okay."

Zirui blinked his beautiful eyes, his long, thick lashes fluttering like little fans.

Since he learned to speak, he called Qingling, Qinghuan, and Tongtong all "aunt," though he knew who was who when he mentioned names.

Ziyang got Zirui’s response.

So he raised his eyebrows at Ye Zhan, and smilingly said, "Brother-in-law, cousin said, if you want to enter this villa today, you must first teach Zirui to recite the Three Character Classic."

"..."

Ye Zhan’s smile remained unchanged.

Ziye, that guy, is ruthless enough.

Passing off his own responsibility to him.

A few days ago, Momo mentioned how Ziye somehow offended Qingqing, and Qingqing punished him by making him teach Zirui to recite the Three Character Classic in ten days.

He bargained with Qingqing to postpone it to their wedding day, having Zirui recite it at the ceremony as a wedding gift for the two aunts.

Ye Zhan didn’t care at the time and even chuckled.

Unexpectedly, Mo Ziye, that heartless person, was actually waiting for them.

Beside him, Feng Yize suddenly shouted, "The Three Character Classic? Ziyang, do you mean just those three words?"

Ziyang glanced at him with a half-smile.

That look made Feng Yize shiver as if feeling a chill down his spine, and he quickly changed his question, "Did Zirui learn the Three Character Classic before?"

"Zirui has been learning for a few days, and he must recite it today as his wedding gift to Sister Momo and Sister Tongtong."

After Ziyang explained, those watching the commotion at the gate became lively.

"Zirui is just at the stage of learning to speak. If he can’t recite the Three Character Classic by the auspicious time, what will you do?"

Chu Junming pondered aloud.

His warm eyes looked at Wen Ziyang.

Ziyang chuckled and said, "That’s easy; just pick another auspicious day."

Chu Junming’s mouth twitched.

For some reason, he suddenly recalled Luo Haofeng’s words when he entered the kitchen that day.

Said whoever steals his family’s orchid, if not breaking a leg, must shed a skin, and mentioned he wrote all the tests for future sons-in-law in a little notebook.

He suddenly had a headache.

The hurdles this little kid posed were already tough, let alone others.

"Big Brother, this difficult task can only be entrusted to you," said Chu Junming, indicating he was powerless.

He had no experience teaching children.

Feng Yize also shook his head apologetically.

Ye Zhan looked at Tang Jinchen.

Tang Jinchen paused for a moment.

Then reached out to lift Zirui, "Zirui, come, Uncle will teach you the three-character scripture boxing. Okay?"

Ziyang, "..."

He’d never heard of the three-character scripture boxing.

Despite being little, Zirui really liked powerful figures.

Boxing was also one of his interests.

But since he’s too young, Mo Ziye hadn’t started teaching him; usually, he just mimicked a bit from the older uncles.

Now hearing Tang Jinchen say he would teach him the three-character boxing, although he didn’t understand, he brightened up and nodded at the mention of boxing.

"Okay, Uncle, let’s go!"

Teaching was a bit challenging for Zirui.

He learned it a few days ago, but in his excitement, he messed up the pronunciation.

Tang Jinchen laughed, putting him down on the ground.

Step one, success.

His biggest fear was that Zirui wouldn’t want to learn.

After all, with Mo Ziye’s continuous training these days, such a young child might be overwhelmed.

On the villa’s second floor.

Qingling and Qinghuan peeked out through the gap in the curtains.

Seeing Tang Jinchen taking Zirui from Ziyang’s arms and putting him on the ground, they were curious about how Tang Jinchen would teach Zirui.

Qingling turned back and shouted to Momo and Tongtong, "Sister Momo, Sister Tongtong, do you want to come see Tang Jinchen? It looks like he’s going to teach Zirui."

"That Ziye is way too ruthless."

Ever since Tongtong heard Ziye planned for Zirui to take the lead, she kept repeating that sentence like a parrot.

Momo laughed in agreement, "If we’d known earlier, we should have given him a tough time back then, right?"

"Mm."

Tongtong and Momo exchanged glances and nodded heavily.

It’s too late.

Seeing how they pitied their husbands, Qinghuan couldn’t help but say, "Sister Tongtong, Sister Momo, if cousin hears you, he’d be quite hurt."

Tongtong said it had nothing to do with her.

Momo raised her hand as if to pet an animal, smoothing Qinghuan’s hair, and said faintly, "When you get married, you’ll think differently."

She felt sorry for her husband; why hadn’t anyone taken away her brother and the like?

"Look, Tang Jinchen is teaching Zirui to box."

Qingling’s excited voice rang out.

While speaking, she pointed outside.

"Qingling, record this, Qinghuan, can you paint it?"

Still seated and unable to get up, Momo calmly instructed, planning to enjoy it later.

After a pause, she asked, "What’s Ye Zhan doing?"

"Ye Zhan is thinking about you."

Tongtong tilted her head and winked at Momo.

Qingling and Qinghuan, having received the command, responded in unison.

Then one began recording and the other started drawing.

Simultaneously, on the third floor.

Wen Jin watched as Tang Jinchen and Ye Zhan taught Zirui to box, expressing admiration, "Jinchen really has his ways; I wonder if it will help Ziye share the burden."

Gu Kai’s mouth twitched, "That brat Ziye got married early, so reckless now!"

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