Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2340: Chapter 144: You’re the Kind of Clumsy Man Who Can Never Please Women

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

On the phone, Ye Zhan reprimanded in a deep voice.

At this moment, he was still in the meeting room. Upon hearing Feng Yize’s words, he spoke to the others in the room and walked outside with his phone.

In the quiet corridor, Ye Zhan stood tall in his military uniform, his handsome features seemingly carved, emanating a charisma that captivated people from within.

Frowning, he listened to Feng Yize, whose voice was slightly urgent, saying, "I’m not talking nonsense. Sister-in-law is with a man at our sweet shop, and that man is being very attentive to her. Moreover, not only does that man look like a pretty boy, he is eloquent and very good at flattering women."

"..."

Whether it was because the corridor lights were off or due to Feng Yize’s words, Ye Zhan’s eyes darkened slightly.

He tightened his long fingers around the phone and said flatly, "Stop shouting all the time, be careful everyone knows about you being a beggar."

"Big brother, don’t change the subject. Are you going to come over or not? You, who naturally don’t appeal to women, will definitely end up single till you’re thirty if you miss sister-in-law. I think sister-in-law is really nice..."

Feng Yize suddenly fell silent.

Ye Zhan watched the call record he had cut off on the screen and pursed his thin lips slightly, then turned and headed back into the meeting room.

In the meeting room.

Tang Jinchen, who was closest to Ye Zhan, looked up at him as he walked in.

Being close, he heard Feng Yize’s phrase earlier, "Big brother, there’s a man flirting with sister-in-law..."

Now, seeing Ye Zhan’s slightly somber expression, his gaze shifted, and he spoke with concern, "If you have something to attend to, leave first, I’ll handle the deployment."

Ye Zhan pulled out a chair to sit, his clear-eyed gaze sweeping over everyone.

"Deploy according to the plan just now. Jinchen, you’ll re-question once more later."

"Okay."

Tang Jinchen answered seriously.

Ye Zhan gave a few more detailed instructions, arranged the work, and adjourned the meeting.

Upon leaving the meeting room, he said to Tang Jinchen, "Come over for dinner tonight."

"Ye Family?"

Tang Jinchen looked at him with a surprise.

Ye Zhan’s expression remained unchanged as he said calmly, "In the afternoon, I received a call from home, saying Grandpa invited Mo Ziye over for dinner. Although he has retired now, such a big event happened at the Qin Family last night, with only Qingqing at home, he, as an elder, wants to show some concern."

"Did Grandpa Ye only invite Mo Ziye and Qingqing? Momo is also in the Imperial City; did he invite her too?"

Tang Jinchen smiled meaningfully.

Originally, he didn’t think there was anything unusual between Ye Zhan and Momo.

But after Feng Yize’s call earlier, though Ye Zhan’s emotions didn’t change much, having faced life and death together for many years, he could still sense his slight change.

"Probably."

Ye Zhan answered uncertainly.

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Xin Yue Desserts!

Momo and Huo Song sat by the window.

Though it’s winter, today’s weather is good. The sunset through the glass window cast on the woman’s exquisite, jade-like cheeks, the light smooth and as delicate as if it could blow away.

Whatever Huo Song said must have been a pleasant topic.

It made Momo giggle.

Feng Yize dared not disturb them further.

But he did not leave, instead propping his chin with his hand, staring in their direction across a few tables.

He inwardly grumbled irritably, Ye Zhan, that foolish man, is really like the emperor not rushing while the eunuch is urgent.

Pah!

He smacked his own forehead.

He, the unrivaled handsome Fourth Young Master Feng, how could he be an eunuch.

Still, the boss actually hung up on him.

Does he really have no interest in Sister Momo?

Looking at Huo Song’s demeanor, if Sister Momo stays by his side daily, wouldn’t she be enchanted by him?

He thought for a moment, then turned to wave at a waiter.

"Fourth Young Master, what is your order?"

Feng Yize touched his nose and instructed the waiter, "Send some more desserts to table 9."

"Fourth Young Master, should I choose any dessert?"

The waiter was unsure of what to send.

Feng Yize pursed his thin lips, suddenly showing a charming smile, "Send a dessert every three minutes, none repeating, keep sending until all offered in our shop are sent."

"Yes, Fourth Young Master."

Momo listened to Huo Song talk about some fun college life anecdotes, laughing happily when the waiter brought over some pastries.

"We don’t need any more."

"Miss, Fourth Young Master asked me to send them, said since it’s your first time here, you should try everything, so next time you’ll know what to pick."

The waiter could not only talk but was sweet and charming in smile.

Which made refusing difficult.

Momo glanced at Feng Yize sitting a few tables away.

She knew he had been sitting over there.

Feng Yize’s gaze awaited her, and as soon as she looked over, he smiled charmingly at her, pointing at the pastries on their table.

Meaning she shouldn’t feel shy.

Momo thanked the waiter.

After the waiter left, they continued their chat.

Three minutes later, the waiter brought more desserts, interrupting Huo Song.

This time, Momo wasn’t surprised but rather slightly frowned and looked at Feng Yize.

He was still smiling like a warm spring breeze.

Being smart, Momo guessed Feng Yize’s little intention.

Directly said to the waiter, "Tell Feng Yize if they can’t sell all the desserts, they can send them to welfare or retirement homes. I can’t eat that much and don’t want to bear the shame of wasting food."

The waiter’s smile stiffened.

Seeing Momo’s serious expression, although of a similar age, she had a kind of dignified and cool aura that intimidated when serious.

When the waiter relayed the words verbatim to Feng Yize, he couldn’t help but twitch his mouth.

With those words, naturally, he couldn’t have the waiter send more desserts.

Feng Yize couldn’t stick around as a third wheel either.

He absorbed the scene for a few more minutes, seeing Huo Song rise and head to the cash register.

Momo stood up once he left his seat.

Feng Yize promptly walked over, grinning, "Sister Momo, are you leaving?"

"Yes."

"I have a question I don’t understand, and I wanted to ask you."

As they say, don’t hit someone with a smiling face, Momo looked at Feng Yize’s charmingly handsome smiling face, raising an eyebrow, "What is it?"

"How did you know about my last painting?" Feng Yize’s smile turned slightly awkward for a moment.

Momo chuckled softly, "Saw it by chance."

"Really?"

"Yes, really."

Momo adjusted her bag strap on her shoulder, looking at Feng Yize’s cheerful face blocking her way, "May I leave now?"

"..."

Feng Yize was thinking of another excuse to keep Momo around, letting Huo Song leave alone.

Yet suddenly he noticed, from the pillar in front, an upright and tall figure entering from the entrance.

His peach blossom eyes suddenly sparkled with delight as he turned to shout at the newcomer.