Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 1447: 1446 Is she with Meng Ke now?

“What did Ranran tell you?”

After a moment of silence, Luo Haofeng spoke again, his voice calm, as he picked up the wine glass in front of him and gave it a gentle swirl, signaling to the others nearby.

On the opposite sofa, Qin Mu raised his glass and clinked it with Luo Haofeng’s. “Ah Feng, why put yourself in misery?”

“I can’t help it.”

After speaking, Luo Haofeng tilted his head back and poured the entire contents of the glass down his throat.

Qin Mu frowned slightly, also raising his hand to down his drink in one go.

Mo Xiuchen’s sharp gaze swept over Luo Haofeng and Qin Mu casually, asking, “Ah Mu, Ah Feng is losing in love and wants to drink away his sorrows. Why are you like this? Did something happen between you and An Lin?”

Earlier, when Ranran asked Luo Haofeng if An Lin might be pregnant, Mo Xiuchen felt Qin Mu’s reaction was strange.

It was just after the Spring Festival. Surely, he and An Lin should have returned to G City together.

“Ah Mu is drinking with Ah Feng. An Lin loves Ah Mu deeply. What could happen between them?”

Gu Kai, carrying Ziyi around the hall, passed by the sofa, and happened to hear Mo Xiuchen’s words, teasing with a smile.

Qin Mu’s grip on the cup subtly tightened. He paused slightly, placing the empty goblet back on the table, speaking to Ziyi, who was riding on Gu Kai’s back,

“Ziyi, your uncle isn’t focused while carrying you, let’s punish him with three more laps.”

“Whoa…, Ah Mu, you can’t do that.”

Gu Kai protested, frowning. Ziyi laughed gleefully on his back, reaching out a hand to grab his ear, commanding in a childlike voice, “Uncle, three laps.”

“Don’t listen to Uncle Qin, we agreed on two laps before we started.”

“Is there really something wrong between you and An Lin?”

Luo Haofeng leaned forward, looking at Qin Mu with concern.

Mo Xiuchen, meanwhile, was gesturing to three little ones, who were watching Gu Kai and Ziyi’s laps, calling over to them while Wen Jin brought them over to the sofa area.

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“Yiyi, are you planning to marry my brother?”

Outside the restroom, Wen Ran and Bai Yiyi walked out arm in arm. The two were walking very slowly, the softly lit corridor was very quiet, and her voice was also kept very light.

Bai Yiyi shook her head, recalling what Gu Kai had said to her in the hospital resting room yesterday afternoon, “Yiyi, why don’t we find some time to get the marriage certificate?”

“Tongtong is already so big, Yiyi, won’t you wait another three or five years before marrying my brother? By then, Tongtong might have a brother or sister.”

“Doesn’t Tongtong already have siblings now?”

Bai Yiyi played dumb, though she was somewhat surprised inside.

Whether it was the afternoon before yesterday or yesterday afternoon, she and Gu Kai hadn’t taken any precautions.

Afterwards, he wouldn’t allow her to buy emergency contraception, saying it was harmful to the body.

The implication was clear, if there is one, let it be born.

Wen Ran glanced at her, knowing she was feigning ignorance, “Yiyi, when you and my brother have the wedding, let Tongtong, Ziyi, Momo and Xinxin, and find two more little boys to be your flower kids.”

As she finished speaking, she saw Luo Haofeng standing in the corridor at the corner; he was standing sideways, turned his gaze towards them upon hearing their voices.

Wen Ran’s eyes flickered with an unusual light, pursed her lips, and said to Yiyi, “Yiyi, you head in first, I’ll have a few words with Ah Feng.”

“Okay.”

Bai Yiyi swept her gaze over Luo Haofeng, realizing he was waiting there for Wen Ran.

“Are you waiting for me here?”

Wen Ran stepped forward, smiling at Luo Haofeng, and asked breezily.

Luo Haofeng looked at her, nodding, “Ranran, I heard from Mo Xiuchen that Xiaoxiao called you.”

“Xiaoxiao calls back often, what’s unusual about that?” Wen Ran placed a hand on the carved rail, leaning slightly, looking at Luo Haofeng, whose handsome eyebrows carried a faint sense of loneliness.

Seeing Luo Haofeng like this, Wen Ran suddenly remembered the first time she saw him.

It was in F City. Back then, Luo Haofeng was dashing and frivolous, his smile mischievous.

Yet now, even when he smiles, there’s an unbreakable sadness between his brows.

Love can make a person blissfully happy, like Mo Xiuchen, transforming from cold to warm, yet can also make someone desolate like Luo Haofeng.

Thinking of this, Wen Ran sighed softly, her tone growing a bit softer, “Luo Haofeng, since you and Xiaoxiao are impossible, then don’t go looking for her.”

Her words caused Luo Haofeng’s expression to stiffen.

Wen Ran shifted her gaze elsewhere, not seeing the flash of pain in Luo Haofeng’s eyes, but she could sense the bitterness in his heart.

“Is she with Meng Ke now?”

After a while, Luo Haofeng asked in a low voice.

Even though he saw Meng Ke at Xiaoxiao’s house himself, he still wanted to hear Wen Ran say they’re together.

Or, she might tell him that because of his interference, Xiaoxiao and Meng Ke had a misunderstanding…

“Do you wish for them to be together?” Wen Ran countered without answering.

Luo Haofeng and Bai Xiaoxiao had been entangled for so long, repeatedly hurting her. As Xiaoxiao’s best friend, Wen Ran should hate Luo Haofeng, sternly warning him not to disturb Xiaoxiao again.

But she hadn’t.

Because she knew, Xiaoxiao also couldn’t forget Luo Haofeng.

She turned her head, looking at Luo Haofeng’s serene face, the dim romantic eyes, the tightly pressed lips, all showing his current sadness.

Wen Ran suddenly felt a heavy block in her heart.

She pursed her lips, “Luo Haofeng, originally I didn’t plan to tell you this, and Xiaoxiao probably wouldn’t want you to know either. But for her happiness and so you two don’t keep hurting each other, I feel obliged to let you know.”

Luo Haofeng’s gaze fixed tightly on her, as she spoke, his hands hanging by his side quietly clenched into fists.

He was nervous.

He didn’t know what Wen Ran was going to tell him.

Wen Ran saw the tension in Luo Haofeng’s eyes, overcoming her internal frustration, “Xiaoxiao told me you’d be her lifelong scar.”

Upon hearing this, Luo Haofeng’s tall figure suddenly froze.

His heart felt like someone had suddenly stabbed it hard.

The kind of pain, like a current rapidly spreading to every nerve ending in his body, making even breathing painful.

He is her everlasting wound.

She can’t forget him, just as he can’t forget her.

In utter pain, coated with deep bitterness, he pursed his lips, striving to stay calm, yet no matter how he tried to control it, he couldn’t.

“Luo Haofeng, your mother would never agree to you being with Xiaoxiao, and Xiaoxiao’s mother wouldn’t agree to her marrying you either.”

“Ranran.”

Luo Haofeng hesitated to call her, wanting to speak yet stopping himself.

Wen Ran looked at him questioningly, after a few seconds, she asked softly, “Are you trying to say that my brother and Yiyi also have generational grudges, but they can still be together?”