Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2525: Chapter 329

"Only too many women need you, already over fifty, yet still can’t behave yourself all day."

Besides these few mature men, only Bai Yiyi and her friends were chatting nearby while the younger ones had gone upstairs.

The conversation between Gu Kai and Mo Xiuchen, given their proximity, caught the attention of the ladies over there.

Mo Xiuchen smiled composedly, "I’m with Ranran all day, not afraid of your slander. I hear many women at the hospital seek you out for gynecological issues..."

"Hahaha, Ah Kai, don’t pay attention to Xiuchen, everyone knows his tongue is sharp."

Luo Haofeng burst out laughing, "When I travel, I’ll take some photos for you and bring back gifts."

"With you gone, Qingling might not have it so easy anymore."

Qin Mu hinted as he reminded Luo Haofeng.

He had stepped down when Qingqing returned to the country, and Xiuchen wasn’t involved with the conglomerate at all.

The company was founded by them together, and now with Ah Feng stepping back too, it leaves Ziyi to handle it alone.

On the surface, he said nothing, but surely Qingling won’t remain idle moving forward.

Luo Haofeng’s smile remained unchanged, "Ziyi is a sensible person, I trust him."

Mo Xiuchen chuckled, "Ah Feng, don’t deceive yourself. With you gone, there’s no one but Qingling to take over the collaboration case between Haochen and the Chu Family."

Luo Haofeng furrowed his brows, then said quickly, "It’s just a case, Qingling can use the exercise."

——

Momo’s cold dragged on, even though she was well cared for, when illness strikes, it falls like a mountain, and departs like pulling silk.

Even with the medical prowess of the Gu Family, it still took a few days to fully recover.

Ever since they added Feng Yize, Chu Junming, and Tang Jinchen, their group had become even more lively.

Mainly because Feng Yize was not only a chatterbox but also quite a character.

Because Qinghuan owed him a portrait that she hadn’t painted, he brought it up every day.

Gu Zhitong teased him; [Yi Ze, do you like our Qinghuan, if you do, just say so, don’t use the portrait as an excuse.]

[Sister Tongtong, don’t joke like that.]

Qinghuan protested disapprovingly.

Then, Ziyang spoke up too, [Sister Tongtong, don’t lead Qinghuan on. Feng Yize, if you want a portrait, I’ll paint it for you, don’t target my sister.]

With Ziyang, the sister-protecting maniac, in the way, even if Feng Yize had any intentions, he wouldn’t voice them in such a setting.

Moreover, Qinghuan’s words had left Feng Yize a bit disappointed.

[Can you even paint? Never mind, if your painting makes me ugly, the loss would be immense if I can’t find a wife in the future.]

A few jokes led Gu Zhitong’s banter away.

Later, Gu Zhitong sent a message to Momo; [Momo, don’t you think Yi Ze has a crush on little Qinghuan?]

Momo smiled lightly, [Qinghuan doesn’t seem interested in him.]

Although Feng Yize is handsome and one of the Four Young Masters of the Capital.

His image in the Imperial City isn’t as pristine as his three sworn brothers.

Plus, he’s not the type Qinghuan likes.

Momo’s chat with Gu Zhitong was interrupted by a video call from Ye Zhan.

She glanced down at herself in her pajamas, adjusted them, and then answered the call. Ye Zhan’s handsome face appeared on the screen, his smile warm and enchanting, "Momo, are you asleep?"

"Not yet, weren’t you at a social engagement? Home so early?"

"Just got back."

"Then go freshen up, rest early."

"Stay on with me." Ye Zhan had a bit of alcohol tonight, not much, definitely not drunk.

Yet his gaze on Momo was especially smoldering and profound, and those words "stay on with me" were deliberately lowered, laced with a husky sensuality and flirtation.

Momo’s heart skipped a beat.

She cast him a reproachful glance and declined, "No way."

"I’ll strip for you."

Ye Zhan’s low laughter came through the phone and tickled Momo’s ear, her cheeks felt a bit warm, "Who wants to see you, it’s not like I haven’t seen before."

"You’ve only seen once, and it’s been days, you might’ve forgotten."

"I haven’t."

"Really?"

Ye Zhan’s voice grew a notch huskier, the slightly rising tone at the end like an invisible hand caressing Momo’s heart. Realizing she had been played, she refused to admit defeat, lifting her chin.

Watching Ye Zhan step into the bathroom, she chuckled, "Of course I remember, you have a mole on your lower back."

"Momo."

Ye Zhan placed his hand on the first button of his shirt, gazing at her.

"What else?"

He asked in his husky voice.

Since that night, they hadn’t been together.

He could only restrain himself, not daring to seduce her too much.

Yet at this moment, he couldn’t resist wanting to do something to her.

"What else have I forgotten."

"Then watch closely."

"Ye Zhan."

Seeing him undo a button, Momo’s soft voice tinged with something different, in Ye Zhan’s ears, it carried an intriguing allure.

His heart skipped a beat, murmured an "mm."

"If you feel uncomfortable later, don’t blame me." Momo wasn’t afraid to appreciate his body, after all, she had already given herself to him.

"Okay."

Upon his word, Ye Zhan’s slender fingers swiftly undid two more buttons, exposing his firm chest.

"..."

Momo’s clear eyes flickered, inexplicably finding Ye Zhan’s half-undone shirt terribly sexy, evoking the urge to pounce.

She seemed to be wrong.

Earlier, she said Ye Zhan might not be able to bear it, but now she felt she couldn’t bear it herself.

"Momo, what are you doing?"

She thought her little actions went unnoticed by Ye Zhan, yet he caught them, laughing so devilishly.

Ignoring her flushed face, Momo teased, "I’m taking screenshots, you’re just too sexy like this, in case one day I’m broke, I’ll sell your photos."

"I’ll take care of you, no need to sell my photos, keep them for yourself."

"..."

"Alright."

Joking back with Ye Zhan, Momo figured he couldn’t do anything to her through the screen.

However, when Ye Zhan took off his shirt and unbuckled his belt, she regretted it and covered her eyes with her hands, "Ye Zhan, turn around."

"Momo."

Ye Zhan called her softly.

That "Momo," spoken with extreme tenderness and lingering, he said huskily, "I miss you, I’ll come see you later."

"No, it’s too late, my parents would know."

Through fingers peeking, Momo saw Ye Zhan’s sexy body, her face getting hotter by the second.

"Then come out, I’ll pick you up."

"..."

Momo’s heart raced a little erratically, seemingly tempted by the man’s allure, watching his current state made her actually want to see him.

Secretly cursing herself, "Momo, why aren’t you more reserved."

In the video, seeing her hesitance, Ye Zhan decisively made the decision for her, "Momo, I’ll be outside your house in half an hour, come out."

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