Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 1708: Chapter 1707: Luo Haofeng Who Only Knows How to Say “Okay

“Xiaoxiao and Luo Haofeng are together? So, she turned off her phone on purpose?”

Wen Ran’s eyes were still filled with surprise.

When Meng Ke mentioned Xiaoxiao’s phone was off, several guesses flashed through her mind.

Among them, Bai Xiaoxiao being together with Luo Haofeng was a guess she had but found hard to believe.

Mo Xiuchen’s smile deepened and he said warmly, “Ranran, since Xiaoxiao is with Ah Feng, you don’t need to worry.”

“No, I’m even more worried now.”

Wen Ran said, frowning.

She didn’t understand how Bai Xiaoxiao could be with Luo Haofeng.

Especially in City B.

“Tomorrow is Ah Feng’s birthday, Xiaoxiao and Xiao Yuting coincidentally on a business trip to City B, it’s fate.”

Mo Xiuchen reached over, brushed Wen Ran’s stray hair to the side, picked up his chopsticks, and ate a dish.

Wen Ran watched his elegant eating style, but her worries didn’t fade away, “Xiuchen, now Luo Haofeng has a new girlfriend, and if his mother finds out Xiaoxiao went to City B and stayed with him, it will definitely hurt Xiaoxiao.”

This was a long-standing conflict for Wen Ran.

Being Xiaoxiao’s best friend, she knew, Xiaoxiao never really let go of Luo Haofeng in her heart.

However, when Mo Xiuchen and Gu Kai wanted to bring Luo Haofeng and Bai Xiaoxiao back together, she hesitated.

The reason being, she didn’t want Xiaoxiao to get hurt.

She hadn’t forgotten why Luo Haofeng initially agreed to marry Qi Meiling.

Mo Xiuchen saw her worry, grasped her small hand, and softly said, “Ranran, don’t think too deeply, Xiaoxiao might just be celebrating Ah Feng’s birthday, nothing else.”

“Hopefully.”

Wen Ran’s brows knitted tightly, her heart became restless.

Mo Xiuchen put down his chopsticks, held her hand and stood up, “Let’s go, I’ll accompany you outside to watch the snow.”

“What about the kids?”

“The aunt took them upstairs, we’ll leave them be.”

Mo Xiuchen led Wen Ran out of the dining room, fetched a fur for her to wear, donned a coat himself, and took her hand to go outside to watch the snow.

**

City B

The villa, which was originally quiet and deserted, now felt cozy and homely, all because of Bai Xiaoxiao’s presence.

The rich aroma of food filled the air, the crystal kitchen lights illuminating the man’s chiselled features, reflecting his charming smile, truly mesmerizing.

His romantic eyes remained fixed on the woman next to him, expertly wielding the spatula.

With her here, this cold winter seemed to bloom into warmth like spring.

“Xiaoxiao, you’re really good at cooking.”

Luo Haofeng praised generously, his smile was as enchanting as ever.

Bai Xiaoxiao glanced at him, then turned away and continued stir-frying the dish, “Of course, I always relied on myself abroad.”

Tired of western cuisine, she cooked Chinese food herself.

“Then I’m really in for a treat tonight,” Luo Haofeng said, handing her the seasoning.

The two cooperated seamlessly, two minutes later, Bai Xiaoxiao handed the plated dish to Luo Haofeng.

“Check if the soup is ready.”

“Alright.”

Responding, Luo Haofeng ensured the dishes were all brought to the dining room by the time Bai Xiaoxiao finished the last dish.

A few minutes later, Bai Xiaoxiao and Luo Haofeng sat at the dining table.

Looking at the variety of dishes, Bai Xiaoxiao’s face was radiant with a bright smile.

“Try it, see if it’s tasty.”

Luo Haofeng poured two glasses of red wine, handed one to Bai Xiaoxiao.

“Xiaoxiao, you’re the star tonight, you start eating first.”

Luo Haofeng picked a piece of steamed fish, carefully checking there were no bones, before placing it in Bai Xiaoxiao’s bowl.

Bai Xiaoxiao teased, “Aren’t you afraid I poisoned it, making me eat first?”

“Seeing through without saying so, saying it spoils friendship.”

Luo Haofeng laughed heartily, then pretended to be displeased.

Bai Xiaoxiao chuckled at his words, raised her brows teasingly, “Alright, don’t eat yet, wait half an hour, if I’m not poisoned, then you eat.”

Saying that, she lowered her head and started eating the fish.

True to her words, Luo Haofeng did not eat.

He only held his chopsticks, his gaze fervently upon her.

Tonight, his mood was exceptionally good.

He hadn’t felt this joyful and content for a long time.

Bai Xiaoxiao initially tried to ignore Luo Haofeng, but being stared at so intently, she couldn’t.

After swallowing a bite of fish, Bai Xiaoxiao looked up at Luo Haofeng, “You’re really not eating?”

“Xiaoxiao, didn’t you say to wait?”

Luo Haofeng laughed softly, serving other dishes to Bai Xiaoxiao, each dish a serving.

“Xiaoxiao, you try first, after you’ve tasted, I’ll eat.”

Bai Xiaoxiao glared at him, “Even if I do poison you, it wouldn’t be in your domain, so hurry up and eat, it won’t taste good cold.”

“Alright.”

Luo Haofeng stopped joking, replied softly, lifted his glass, looking at Bai Xiaoxiao with warm eyes.

Bai Xiaoxiao smiled, picked up her own glass, clinked lightly with his, and instead of drinking, asked, “Have you been getting drunk often these years?”

“No, just occasionally.”

Luo Haofeng denied instantly.

Bai Xiaoxiao pursed her lips, her smile fading, seriously said, “Don’t drink so much in the future.”

“Okay.”

“Also, don’t smoke too much, it’s bad for your health.”

“Okay.”

“This is the first time I’ve celebrated your birthday… and the last. Ruoyi is a good girl, treat her well, I truly wish you happiness.”

“Okay.”

No matter what Bai Xiaoxiao said, Luo Haofeng always responded with ‘Okay.’

For an inexplicable reason, her heart ached with sorrow.

Looking at the handsome features, smiling brows, and gentle eyes of the man in front, Bai Xiaoxiao’s heart started to ache again.

She tightened her grip on her glass and forced a smile, saying lightly, “Happy Birthday in advance.”

“Thank you, Xiaoxiao.”

Finally, not just ‘Okay.’

She tilted her head back, took a sip of red wine, the rich aroma unfolding in her mouth, Bai Xiaoxiao only had one sip before putting down her glass.

Luo Haofeng saw her put the glass down, smiled at her, then raised his own glass, drinking half of it.

“Returning the favor.”

Bai Xiaoxiao served each dish to Luo Haofeng once.

Luo Haofeng was satisfied and happily smiled, “Xiaoxiao, could you serve me some soup?”

“Okay.”

Bai Xiaoxiao nodded, set aside her chopsticks, and served him soup.

The soft lighting fell on them, adding a touch of warmth and romance, like a mesmerizing painting.

The meal lasted more than an hour, whether chatting or quietly dining, Luo Haofeng felt content and happy.

No matter the past or the future.

At least during this meal, nobody disturbed them, and they didn’t think about anything else.