Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 1007: How many suitors are there in 1006? Chapter 1007: How many suitors are there in 1006? “Let’s save it, Uncle Gu has already gone through the trouble of looking for candidates for you, it wouldn’t be right to bother him any further. I think it’s quite nice to be single, free and easy.”

“I think it’s nice too, but my dad doesn’t see it that way.”

Gu Kai picked up his cup, finished his water, and poured himself another. “I really don’t know if my dad’s been bewitched or what. He says Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen are planning to have children, and as their older brother, it wouldn’t be proper for me not to be in a relationship. Ah Jin, you’re Ranran’s brother too…”

“Stop right there with that topic!”

Wen Jin raised his hand and made a stop gesture to Gu Kai, “If you dare drag me into this, don’t blame me for not considering you a brother. I might just let Uncle Gu find you a wife to take home.”

After he finished speaking, Wen Jin’s eyes subtly changed, and he suddenly said to Gu Kai, “Look, who’s at the door.”

Gu Kai turned his head in surprise towards the door, only to see Li En and Bai Yiyi walking in side by side. He frowned immediately and turned his head away.

Li En also saw Gu Kai and Wen Jin and pointed Bai Yiyi in a different direction.

Bai Yiyi was listening to Li En and didn’t notice Gu Kai. She followed Li En in the other direction, far away from them, mostly obscured by other guests.

“Ah Kai, why do you get angry every time you see Bai Yiyi? She’s considered a friend of Ranran’s now; you should at least give Ranran some face,” Wen Jin said, his eyes narrowing in a teasing manner.

Gu Kai snorted coldly, recalling what Bai Yiyi had said that morning. Rage roiled within him—not even a regular man could stand her insulting words, let alone him, an incredibly proud man.

She had dared to say that sleeping with a virgin like him was embarrassing, as if she had been perfectly lucid that night. In truth, not to mention Bai Yiyi, even he couldn’t clearly remember his own state that night.

His eyes shot a cold glance towards the direction where Bai Yiyi and Li En were seated, his heart scoffing disdainfully: Truly shameless, already a mother and still seducing men around.

Li En ordered Bai Yiyi’s favorite dishes. After the waiter left, he personally poured her some water and asked with a smile, “Yiyi, what time is your mother’s flight tomorrow?”

“Eleven in the morning,” Bai Yiyi replied softly. “I’ve always gone back home for the New Year; it makes me feel so unfilial to have my mom come see me in G City this year.”

Li En chuckled lightly, “Why would you think that?”

Bai Yiyi pursed her lips and said, “Actually, my mom’s visit to G City isn’t entirely for me.”

“Mhm, I know that,” Li En nodded in understanding. Bai Yiyi’s hatred for her father Fu Jingyi wasn’t just because he hadn’t fulfilled his responsibilities as a father, but also because he didn’t love her mother and yet had made her wait her whole life in vain.

So, Bai Yiyi hated Fu Jingyi for his heartlessness, for not liking her mother, yet still ensnaring her.

And this time, her mother’s visit to G City was because Fu Jingyi was buried there.

Not wanting her to be unhappy, Li En changed the subject and told Bai Yiyi about an amusing incident he had encountered that day. Bai Yiyi laughed, her eyes and brows lighting up with a brilliant smile.

**

Mo Xiuchen and Wen Ran arrived in D Country, where Bai Xiaoxiao met them at the airport.

After a heartfelt embrace, they held hands, leaving Mo Xiuchen aside. Months had passed with endless topics to cover.

Mo Xiuchen trailed behind them, pulling his suitcase. After leaving the airport, they got into the car, and the whole ride he remained very quiet.

Their hotel was not far from Bai Xiaoxiao’s apartment, but because they had luggage, they went straight to the hotel instead of Bai Xiaoxiao’s place.

“Mo Xiuchen, can we discuss something?”

Back at the hotel, Bai Xiaoxiao glanced around the luxurious suite and said to Mo Xiuchen.

“What is it?”

Mo Xiuchen asked casually, but his deep eyes betrayed his understanding, as if he knew what Bai Xiaoxiao wanted to discuss.

“Tonight, let Ranran come back to the apartment with me for the night. I have a lot to talk to her about, and I’ll return her to you tomorrow, okay?” Bai Xiaoxiao, arm in arm with Wen Ran, looked at Mo Xiuchen with a smile.

A faint smile curled Mo Xiuchen’s lips, his gaze gently falling on Wen Ran, “You should stay at the hotel tonight. I’ll go book another room in a bit.”

“You’ve agreed?”

Bai Xiaoxiao asked with delight.

She didn’t care whether it was back at the apartment or at the hotel, as long as she could borrow Ranran for the night.

“Mhm, agreed,” Mo Xiuchen smiled, glanced at his watch, and just then his phone rang. He said, “You two chat, I have to step out for a bit. Ranran, if there’s anything, just call me.”

“Okay.”

Wen Ran nodded.

As soon as Mo Xiuchen left the hotel room, Bai Xiaoxiao let go of Wen Ran and looked at her abdomen, “Ranran, quick, tell me, do I have a godson or goddaughter yet?”

“How can it be that fast.”

Wen Ran chided with a laugh, also looking down at her flat belly; she actually did hope there would be something.

For the past several nights, she had been making an earnest effort to conceive, even going behind Mo Xiuchen’s back to do something childish, all for the sake of getting pregnant sooner.

Hearing her response, Bai Xiaoxiao immediately pouted in disappointment, “How come you’re not pregnant yet? You promised that in two years, I would definitely meet my godson and goddaughter, and several months have already passed.”

“There’s still more than a year left, isn’t there?” Wen Ran replied with a laugh, changing the subject, “What’s going on with you, are you not used to the food here, or are you homesick? You’ve lost weight.”

During their conversation, Wen Ran pulled Bai Xiaoxiao to sit down on the sofa.

Bai Xiaoxiao laughed it off, “No, no, I’ve been eating well and sleeping soundly; how could I lose weight?”

“You didn’t lose weight because of lovesickness, did you?” Wen Ran’s gaze dropped, briefly concealing a fleeting emotion.

Bai Xiaoxiao raised an eyebrow, pretending to be nonchalant, “What’s lovesickness? I, Bai Xiaoxiao, am a cheerful and happy girl; how could I possibly suffer from lovesickness.”

“Yes, yes, you are cheerful and carefree, but tell me, pretty girl, have you had any handsome guys chasing you here?” Wen Ran teased along with her words.

“Of course, let me see, how many suitors I’ve had since I came to D Country some months ago.”

Bai Xiaoxiao counted on her fingers with a serious face while Wen Ran tried to hold back her laughter, gazing affectionately at her.

“My ten fingers aren’t enough. Ranran, lend me a few of yours.” After counting her own fingers, Bai Xiaoxiao went to borrow Wen Ran’s. Wen Ran laughed and moved away, but she wouldn’t take no for an answer and pounced on her, pinning her down on the sofa, “Ranran, lend them to me quickly so I can count how many suitors I have.”

“Ah… don’t tickle me… hehe…”

Wen Ran laughed uncontrollably as Bai Xiaoxiao tickled her, trying to dodge and pushing her away with her hands. They tussled on the sofa, all thoughts of counting suitors and lovesickness lost to the skies.