Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 864: 863 I can wait

“Ranran, do you think I’m making this up just to cheer you up?”

“Uh…”

Wen Ran was choked by his words and, for a moment, she found herself at a loss for a rebuttal.

It was precisely because she knew he always did as he said that she was so surprised. At this moment, looking at his refreshing and elegantly relaxed demeanor, Wen Ran furrowed her brows, “Mo Xiuchen, there’s really no need, I ate so little, it’s not worth wasting financial and human resources.”

“Ranran, are you worried I don’t have the money?” Mo Xiuchen’s gaze remained forward as he asked gently.

“Yeah, if you spend all your money, how are you going to support me?”

He thought it was just that.

“Hehe, Ranran, rest assured, I can make money.” A hint of cunning flickered in Mo Xiuchen’s eyes. Hadn’t Luo Haofeng agreed yesterday that if Qi Meiling appeared before him and Ranran once, he would give ten million? Ten million could buy quite a lot.

Far away in City C, Luo Haofeng suddenly sneezed, feeling an inexplicable chill in his heart.

He subconsciously furrowed his brows: Who’s talking about me!

At this moment, the door to the office was pushed open, and Qi Meiling entered carrying breakfast, saying cheerily, “Brother Haofeng, I brought you breakfast. You can’t go to work on an empty stomach.”

As she spoke, she walked over to Luo Haofeng’s desk and set the breakfast on it. Luo Haofeng frowned, “I’m at work, stop fooling around, take these things away.”

Luo Haofeng now felt a headache at the sight of Qi Meiling.

Yesterday at noon, he was going to make it clear to her that he wasn’t fond of her, and she should go back home early. Who would have known that as soon as he broached the topic, Qi Meiling turned to life-and-death dramatics.

Last night, she even hung around his apartment.

He had to squeeze in with Qin Mu for the night, and this morning, Qi Meiling had come knocking on his door early…

Qi Meiling pouted, her voice laced with grievance, “Brother Haofeng, I care about you, and if you don’t appreciate that, fine, but why be mean to me?”

“Qi Meiling, will you ever be done? Can you stop with that pitiful look?” Luo Haofeng’s head was about to explode.

“Then you can’t make me go back.”

Qi Meiling looked at him sorrowfully, practically broadcasting that if he didn’t agree, she would cry for him to see. Luo Haofeng cursed under his breath and said coldly, “Qi Meiling, what will it take for you to understand that I don’t like you, and even if you stay, I won’t develop feelings for you. It will only waste your youth.”

“I’m willing. I like you, that’s enough. You don’t like me now, but I can wait.”

Qi Meiling was utterly unconcerned. Her infatuation with Luo Haofeng was as tenacious as Bai Xiaoxiao’s had been for Xiao Yuting, oblivious to the other’s feelings.

Luo Haofeng’s expression grew even more somber, his gaze frosty as he stared at Qi Meiling. She didn’t flinch or evade his eyes, meeting his stare head-on.

In the end, it was Luo Haofeng who compromised. He persuaded her with earnest gravity, “Meiling, you’re grown up now, and you’ve been abroad for three years. You should understand that love cannot be forced. You’ll be truly happy only with a man who loves you.”

“No, Brother Haofeng, you haven’t even tried with me. How do you know you won’t fall for me?”

Qi Meiling defiantly lifted her chin.

“Ah Feng…”

The office door was pushed open, and An Lin’s voice came from the entrance. As she started speaking, she caught sight of Qi Meiling in the office, and a flicker of surprise crossed her face, her words suddenly halting.

“An Lin, what’s the matter?”

Seeing An Lin come in, Luo Haofeng actually felt somewhat pleased.

An Lin’s eyes flickered as she smiled and said, “I just wanted to let you know that the meeting will start in ten minutes.”

“Alright,” Luo Haofeng readily agreed and said to Qi Meiling, “You should go back first; I have a meeting to attend soon.”

Qi Meiling pursed her lips, glanced at Luo Haofeng, then turned to look at An Lin standing at the door. Suddenly, she blurted out, “Brother Haofeng, I want to work at your company.”

“Work here?” Luo Haofeng walked out from behind his desk, his towering figure coming to stand before Qi Meiling, immediately projecting an overpowering sense of oppression. A shadow loomed over her, causing Qi Meiling’s complexion to shift slightly as she involuntarily took a half step back.

“Qi Meiling, this is a company, not a place for you to fool around. Take your breakfast and leave immediately.”

Luo Haofeng’s eyes swept over her icily, he grabbed the breakfast from his desk and stuffed it into her arms, then pushed her directly towards the door.

An Lin’s eyes sparkled with a hint of surprise as she stepped into the office, yielding the doorway for them.

Qi Meiling was pushed out of the office by Luo Haofeng, and with a bang, he shut the door. Fuming, Qi Meiling stomped her foot in frustration, yet she dared not cause too much of a scene at his workplace. Taking her breakfast, she left.

“Ah Feng, this…”

An Lin looked at Luo Haofeng with confusion.

“An Lin, as a woman, tell me, how can I make Qi Meiling give up on me for good?” Luo Haofeng, a master in the art of romance, sadly did not know how to deal with Qi Meiling who was a little foolish and excessively persistent.

What’s more, behind Qi Meiling was the support of his own parents.

An uncommon emotion flickered in An Lin’s eyes, and she said with a smile, “You men are really heartless, no matter who the other person loves, if you like someone, you’ll stubbornly refuse to give up. The person you don’t like, even if you’ve deeply wounded her heart, you feel no pity.”

“An Lin, are you saying I wounded Qi Meiling’s heart? My conscience is clear; I’ve already been more than good enough to her.”

It was only due to the relationship between Qi Meiling’s family and his, and the years they had known each other, that he had been able to tolerate her at all.

An Lin laughed, but the laughter did not reach her eyes, “I’m not saying you wounded Qi Meiling. You just asked me how to make a woman you’re not fond of give up on you. I also have a question. Is it true that you men will never let go of a woman you can’t have?”

Luo Haofeng’s narrow, romance-filled eyes suddenly narrowed, his gaze intensely scrutinizing An Lin. It made her frown until he flashed an indecipherable smile, “An Lin, you finally catch on. Who is that insensible man you’ve fallen for? Tell brother, and I’ll decide for you.”

“Cut it out, don’t take advantage of me,” An Lin glared at him.

Although she was two years younger than him and Qin Mu, she had always called them by their names, only retorting with a curse when they teased her and asked her to call them brother.

Luo Haofeng chuckled heartily, his own troubles seeming to dissipate in an instant as he gazed at An Lin intently, coaxing her, “An Lin, come on, tell me, who is the man you like?”

“No one, I was just asking,” An Lin said, toning down her expression.

“An Lin, I used to think you were clueless like that guy Ah Mu, unaware of matters of the heart. But after what you just said, trying to fool me, how is that possible?”

Luo Haofeng scoffed, his eyes flashing. Then he probed further, “An Lin, the man you like isn’t— Ah Mu, is it?”

“If you keep spouting nonsense, I’ll let Qi Meiling come work at the company.”

An Lin suddenly became angry.