Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2618 - 422: She Is More Important Than His Life (Bonus 3)

Mo Ziye let out a laugh.

Both Chu Junming and Feng Yize vowed solemnly that they could guarantee Ye Zhan would never in his life let Momo down, that he would never do anything to make her sad or upset.

"You two aren’t him. How can you guarantee that?"

"Junming, Yi Ze."

Ye Zhan gently stopped Chu Junming and Feng Yize from continuing.

His thin lips pressed together; he calmly met Mo Ziye’s sharp gaze. "I don’t even know how many times Momo has cried somewhere I couldn’t see."

Mo Ziye’s expression turned a shade uglier.

His slightly lowered brows carried a sharp edge.

Everyone around could feel that Mo Ziye’s aura had gone a little cold.

Ye Zhan seemed oblivious, ignoring the chill in Mo Ziye’s eyes.

His gaze even seemed to pass over him, landing on some unknown spot.

Only his deep, gentle voice echoed through the spacious living room. "From the day I came to G City to wait for Momo, I decided to use the rest of my life to love her well. The wounds she suffered before, I can’t erase. But in the decades to come, she’ll be more important than my own life."

Zinan and Ziyang were moved by Ye Zhan.

He clearly hadn’t directly answered Mo Ziye’s question, yet his words made them feel his sincerity.

Thinking of the hurt Momo and Ye Zhan had gone through along the way—though it couldn’t all be blamed on Ye Zhan—Momo really had suffered those hardships because of him.

Ye Zhan coming to G City was the same as giving up everything he had before.

Since ancient times, in marriages, it’s usually the girl who gives up her old life to integrate into an unfamiliar environment and family for the man she loves.

But Ye Zhan and Tang Jinchen coming from the Imperial City to G City for love still moved them.

Ye Zhan’s voice was actually calm and gentle, composed and steady.

He hadn’t tried to be deliberately sentimental.

The coldness in Mo Ziye’s eyes faded a bit.

But that didn’t mean he was just going to let them pass this hurdle.

He lowered his head to look at the time; there were only a few minutes left.

Ye Zhan didn’t press him, just stood there calmly.

He didn’t plan on saying any more words of guarantee to win his trust.

Seeing Mo Ziye remain silent, with a face that showed little expression, Chu Junming and Feng Yize didn’t dare speak either.

They could only wait quietly.

After a brief silence—

When Mo Ziye spoke again, there was no longer the coldness from earlier in his voice.

Holding Zirui in his arms and leaning against the railing, an extra hint of lazy nonchalance appeared between his brows as he said conversationally, "Do you know why it’s just the few of us blocking you today, and we didn’t let anyone else join?"

After asking, he laughed.

There was a touch of arrogance in his laughter. "If Zinan weren’t such a coward, Brother Little Hui wouldn’t even have had to show up. For Sister Tongtong and my Sister, with me and Zinan around, Ziyang is already more than enough."

"Ye Zhan, before my Sister met you, she’d never suffered. You could count on one hand the times she cried. Same for Sister Tongtong. For the past twenty-something years, they’ve been the princesses of all of us. Me, Zinan, and Ziyang have always been their backing. Today you come up these stairs and take them away; you’re not allowed to bully them or make them cry. Let me put the ugly words out front—if one day in the future you dare bully them, dare do something to wrong them, whether it’s me, Zinan, or Ziyang, none of us will let you off."

"Mm."

Zinan and Zimo stepped to stand beside Mo Ziye.

At the stairway entrance, an opposing scene formed in an instant.

"That day will never come."

Ye Zhan answered with absolute certainty.

Tang Jinchen didn’t speak; Ye Zhan was speaking for him as well.

Mo Ziye’s gaze swept past Ye Zhan and Tang Jinchen. When it landed on Chu Junming and Feng Yize, he added slowly, "It’s not just my Sister and Sister Tongtong. Qingling and Qinghuan are the same."

They hadn’t just grown up together; they were as close as brothers and sisters.

Aside from Tongtong, Mo Ziye was the oldest.

Even if Momo had been born earlier than Ziye, in his heart, Momo was also someone who needed protecting.

As for Qingling and Qinghuan, there was even less need to say more.

Feng Yize blinked, really wanting to raise his hand and declare that he guaranteed he would never bully Qinghuan.

But today didn’t seem to be his show.

He glanced again at Ye Zhan and Tang Jinchen.

Mo Ziye was quite hard to deal with today.

Mo Ziye didn’t give Feng Yize a chance to speak, withdrawing his gaze and looking over at Zinan and Ziyang beside him.

The two immediately stepped aside to clear the way.

"Thanks."

Ye Zhan hooked his lips into a smile and strode upstairs.

Tang Jinchen followed right behind.

Chu Junming and Feng Yize also went up the stairs.

"Cousin, you’re just letting them off this easy? Weren’t there supposed to be three questions?"

Watching their figures disappear in the stairwell, Ziyang finally reacted.

So much for not letting them off easy.

Mo Ziye lifted his wrist for him to see.

There just wasn’t enough time.

Ziyang’s mouth twitched. "Cousin, you’re so kind today."

"I wasn’t kind before?"

His head suddenly hurt. Ziyang clutched his head and jumped away.

Zinan looked at Ziyang, who’d just had his head knocked. On a normal day, he would’ve rubbed his head and added, "Be good. If Cousin doesn’t dote on you, I will."

But right now, he wasn’t in the mood to mess around.

They’d just let Ye Zhan and Tang Jinchen go upstairs like that.

Their Sister and Sister Momo were about to be snatched away by them.

When Qingqing and Ziye got married, they hadn’t felt any sadness, because Qingqing had grown up in the Mo family since she was little.

Even after they got married, nothing really changed.

But Tongtong and Momo were different.

Even if they stayed in G City after marriage, once they were married off, they were married off.

"Why do I feel all stuffed up in here?"

Zinan frowned, staring at the empty stairwell.

Mo Ziye gave him a look and said lightly, "How about we get the two of them drunk later?"

He felt stuffed up too.

He actually really wanted to get into a fight with them.

When he saw the messages Tongtong sent in the group chat, Mo Ziye had really wanted to throw a punch.

But considering today was their big happy day, he held back.

"Dad, Aunt."

Quiet for a long time, Zirui realized that with those four uncles all upstairs, he’d been forgotten in his dad’s arms.

He finally spoke up carefully.

His big eyes blinked and blinked, looking both adorable and pitiful.

Mo Ziye’s lips curved in a smile as he asked gently, "Zirui, you can recite the Three Character Classic—why didn’t you tell me?"

Zirui bit his lips tightly and didn’t answer.

Dad’s smile looked so scary.

He wanted to find Mom.

Mo Ziye took in his little expression. "Starting tomorrow, you’re doing addition, subtraction, multiplication, and division within one hundred."

Zirui pursed his little lips and, in a milky-soft voice, said, "Ruirui, Mama."

"Speak properly."

Mo Ziye’s brows furrowed as he corrected him sternly.

He could recite the Three Character Classic so fluently, yet he was so lazy when it came to talking.

He’d thought before that Zirui just hadn’t learned how to talk yet—turned out he’d been totally wrong.

Sure enough, under his oppressive authority—

The adorable little Zirui darted his eyes left, then right.

Seeing that Gu Zinan and Wen Ziyang were both unreliable—

He obediently repeated, "Ruirui, find, Mama."

Mo Ziye, "..."

Zirui swallowed. "Dad."

"Ruirui, find... Mama."

Should he just cry?

Yiyi

[Today’s three extra Chapters end here.]