Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2657: Is It Young Master Chu?

Jian Ye looked at Bai Qingling in disbelief.

He had been contemplating the relationship between Bai Qingling and Chu Junming these days.

But there was never an answer.

Bai Qingling didn’t expect Wen Qinghuan to say such a thing, but they were sisters who grew up together.

No need for too much explanation; she instinctively understood that Qinghuan saw she had no interest in Jian Ye.

So she concocted a boyfriend for her on purpose.

Facing Jian Ye’s questioning eyes, Qingling cast a playful glance at Qinghuan and then awkwardly attempted to explain, “Don’t listen to Qinghuan’s nonsense, I’m not a foodie.”

Jian Ye looked at Qingling’s smiling eyes and recalled the day when Chu Junming sent her a red envelope during dinner.

A touch of melancholy swept through his eyes as he voiced a long-standing question, “Qingling, is it Young Master Chu?”

Qingling was taken aback.

Her smile slightly froze.

Before she could deny it, she heard Qinghuan’s slightly puzzled voice ring out cheerfully, “Jian Ye, do you know Chu Junming?”

Jian Ye grinned, “Yes, Young Master Chu and Young Master Feng are both our clients.”

Qinghuan knew only that Feng Yize was renovating his house, but didn’t know Jian Ye was the designer.

“Let’s go inside, standing at the door feels strange.”

Jian Ye made a gentlemanly gesture to them.

A few minutes later.

The three of them settled in the private room.

Jian Ye said that last time Qingling hosted, so this time he would treat the two of them.

Qinghuan and Qingling graciously agreed.

After ordering, a message came in.

Qinghuan opened WeChat—it was a message from Feng Yize.

A routine greeting, “Qinghuan, have you eaten?”

Qinghuan glanced up at Jian Ye, who was ordering while asking Qingling what to eat, and the uninterested Qingling.

Her phone subtly moved, and she snapped a photo of the two to send back.

“Ordering now, have you eaten?”

In less than a minute, Feng Yize’s video invitation popped up.

Qinghuan’s brow twitched.

Seeing Qingling and Jian Ye look her way, she explained with a smile, “Feng Yize.”

Qingling’s eyes glimmered as she teased, “Why don’t you go outside to answer it?”

“No need.”

Qinghuan hesitated at first, but now just pressed to accept.

Moreover, before switching the camera, it was facing Qingling and Jian Ye.

Far away.

Feng Yize wasn’t alone.

He was with Chu Junming, and they were also waiting for the food to arrive.

Feng Yize immediately angled the phone toward Chu Junming upon seeing Qingling and Jian Ye on screen, “Third Brother?”

Chu Junming was busy sending messages or something.

Unknown to Feng Yize that he was video calling with Qinghuan, he silently sent a video when he saw the photo Qinghuan had sent earlier without informing him.

Hearing Feng Yize call him now.

Chu Junming looked up.

At once, he saw Jian Ye and Bai Qingling in the video.

The next second, Qinghuan switched the camera, and he withdrew his gaze.

Feng Yize, also looking at the phone screen, shifted the camera back toward Qinghuan upon seeing her.

Chu Junming lowered his head and opened WeChat.

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At Yi Pin Xuan Pavilion, Qinghuan saw Chu Junming for only a moment before the camera showed only Feng Yize.

They engaged in casual chatting, one question and one answer mode.

The door to the private room was pushed open from the outside, Qinghuan turned to look—it was Ye Zhan and Momo.

“I heard you all came here earlier, so I dragged Ye Zhan along.”

Actually, Ye Zhan pulled Momo along, showcasing their affection.

Jian Ye stood up and greeted Ye Zhan.

Exchanged a few pleasantries, Ye Zhan pulled out a chair for Momo to sit down.

“Sister Momo, is it just you two?”

As Qingling spoke, Ye Zhan heard Feng Yize’s voice coming from somewhere, “Big Brother.”

He looked toward Qinghuan’s phone.

Qinghuan heard the voice as well and remembered she was video calling with Feng Yize.

Seeing Ye Zhan and Momo enter, she only focused on talking with them, forgetting Feng Yize.

“Qinghuan, is Yize in your phone talking?”

Ye Zhan asked with a smile.

Qinghuan nodded and put Feng Yize on display, “Brother-in-law, you chat now.”

Meanwhile, Momo replied to Qingling, “Yes, just Ye Zhan and me. As soon as we arrived, we heard you were here, so we came looking.”

“Only you two, shouldn’t you be having a couple’s world?” Qingling clicked her tongue twice, “Are you deliberately here to make us envy?”

Momo raised an eyebrow, “Do you want to envy?”

Qingling laughed, “Who wants to envy, I want to eat chicken feet. With my mom gone, no one makes spicy chicken feet for me anymore.”

“That’s simple, just order takeout.”

Momo’s words prompted Qingling to purse her lips, “Takeout doesn’t have mom’s taste, doesn’t taste like home. I’m a poor little thing nobody wants now.”

“Qingling, do you really like spicy chicken feet?”

Jian Ye, who had been quiet for a while, chimed in with a smile.

Qingling glanced at him, then nodded with a smile and turned her gaze back to Momo.

“Sister Momo, aren’t you good at cooking? Why not cook a chicken feet feast for me someday to make up for not including me last time…”

“Momo isn’t well enough to cook.”

Next to her, someone busy with Feng Yize suddenly interjected.

Qingling howled, “Sister Momo, you’re a person who can’t be bothered now.”

“You don’t need Momo to cook for you to eat chicken feet, just say the time.”

“You’ll cook?”

Qingling tilted her head and looked at Ye Zhan.

Ye Zhan smirked, “You don’t have to do anything, just tell me, when will you eat?”

Qingling’s eyes shifted, “Next weekend then. You work during weekdays, we’re busy these days, and at that time, one table of chicken feet is a must.”

“No problem.”

Ye Zhan raised an eyebrow, readily agreeing.

Qingling’s mood finally improved a bit, while Jian Ye quietly said a few words to the waiter.

Ye Zhan didn’t say much to Feng Yize before ending the video call.

When the food arrived, Jian Ye served the spicy chicken feet into Qingling’s bowl.

All attentively saying, “Qingling, don’t you like spicy chicken feet…”

“Uh.”

Bai Qingling bit her lip and furrowed her brows, interrupting Jian Ye.

Jian Ye smiled and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“Qingling can’t eat spicy things these days.”

Momo looked at Qingling and gently assisted Jian Ye with an explanation.

Jian Ye’s face shifted from enthusiastic smiling to awkward and apologetic, “Sorry Qingling, I didn’t know you couldn’t eat spicy food.”

He didn’t know Bai Qingling’s preferences.

Earlier during ordering, neither Qingling nor Qinghuan had ordered anything spicy, but later he heard Qingling say she liked spicy chicken feet.

So he hastily asked the waiter to add a dish.

Unexpectedly, Qingling couldn’t eat spicy food.

Qingling shrugged and laughed nonchalantly, “What’s there to be sorry for, just finish eating it, it’s just hard to look at something I can’t eat.”

If it wasn’t for Aunt Flo visiting today, she wouldn’t have let this dish of spicy chicken feet pass.

After editing his message to Chu Junming, Ye Zhan set down his phone, picking up his chopsticks to serve Momo food, “Be good, chicken feet aren’t that good, don’t look over there.”

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[Updated quickly tonight, let’s see how many are still awake.