Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 1987: 1986 You Don’t Need to Bring a Gift

Jing Xiaocha did not agree to Jin Fengjiao’s request.

She rushed to finish her manuscript at home for two consecutive days and had not received a call from Jin Zheyu during that time. The weekend was Bai Xiaoxiao and Luo Haofeng’s wedding.

Of course, Jing Xiaocha planned to attend. She got up very early on the morning of the event.

She made breakfast for herself and was just washing the dishes when her phone rang.

Seeing Wen Jin’s name on the caller ID, Jing Xiaocha’s eyes flickered. Facing someone she liked, just a phone number could influence her mood.

She hesitated for two seconds before pressing the answer button, speaking softly, “Hello, Brother Wen.”

“You’re going to Xiaoxiao and Ah Feng’s wedding, right?”

On the phone, Wen Jin’s voice was calm and gentle. Since the day he sent Jing Xiaocha home, he hadn’t contacted her again.

“Yes, I’m going.”

“Alright, wait at home. I’ll come by in a bit to pick you up.”

“Okay.”

After a brief conversation, the call ended.

Jing Xiaocha put down her phone, ran into her bedroom, and opened her wardrobe to find clothes to wear.

For a wedding occasion like this, she couldn’t wear her usual casual clothes. Besides, with Wen Jin coming to pick her up, out of a desire to look good for the one she cared about, Jing Xiaocha hoped to dress nicely in front of Wen Jin.

She found a pale yellow dress, simple and playful yet elegant. She had bought this dress abroad and had only worn it once to a banquet.

After changing into the dress, Jing Xiaocha applied light makeup, stood in front of her dressing table, and looked at the charming and beautiful woman in the mirror. A faint smile appeared on her face.

Wen Jin arrived quickly, and as soon as Jing Xiaocha was ready, his call popped up.

“I’m here, come down.”

Jing Xiaocha responded with a “Okay” over the phone.

She picked up her bag and walked out of her house.

On the roadside outside the apartment, Wen Jin’s tall figure stood in the morning sun, with the golden sunlight casting a gentle glow on one side of his handsome face.

Today, he seemed less aloof than usual. Perhaps it was the sunlight embracing him, making him appear warm and gentle.

Even his usually cold eyes carried a hint of warmth.

Leaning gracefully and comfortably against the car, Wen Jin had his hands in his pockets, calmly watching the woman approaching from afar.

Wearing a dress and light makeup today, Jing Xiaocha looked more feminine compared to her previous plain look, casual clothing, and a ponytail.

“Brother Wen.”

Jing Xiaocha came up to Wen Jin and greeted him with a bright smile.

Wen Jin’s lips curved slightly, a subtle smile in his Mo Yu-like eyes. He turned and opened the passenger door for her, “Get in.”

Jing Xiaocha thanked him before bending down to sit inside the car.

“Did you prepare a gift?”

Wen Jin got into the car but didn’t start it immediately. Instead, he turned slightly to look calmly at Jing Xiaocha.

Jing Xiaocha nodded, opened her bag, and took out a delicate small box, “This is the gift I prepared for Sister Bai.”

Wen Jin’s eyes flickered, and he reached out to take the box from her hand. When his fingers touched Jing Xiaocha’s, she instinctively withdrew her hand.

The temperature of his fingertips, like an electric current, reached her heart.

Making her heartbeat skip uncontrollably.

Wen Jin didn’t realize the impact his action had on Jing Xiaocha. He took the box, opened it to look at the gift inside, and then frowned, “Did you buy this?”

Jing Xiaocha felt a certain inexpressible emotion rise as he looked at her with questioning eyes, “Yes, Brother Wen, I bought it.”

Wen Jin’s gaze became sharper, but his question turned to an unrelated topic, “What kind of novels do you write?”

“Huh?”

Jing Xiaocha couldn’t keep up with his train of thought, looking at Wen Jin with wide, confused eyes.

Wen Jin glanced down at the gift in his hand again, repeating his earlier question, “What kind of novels do you write?”

“Romance novels.”

“Pen name, website.”

Jing Xiaocha didn’t know what Wen Jin intended to do, but she was in the habit of never refusing Wen Jin’s requests.

So she told him her pen name and website.

Wen Jin didn’t return her gift, but instead took out his phone, expertly opened the website, and searched for her novel.

Jing Xiaocha sat quietly in the passenger seat, watching Wen Jin in bewilderment.

“Do you do any work besides writing novels?”

After a few minutes, Wen Jin looked up at Jing Xiaocha.

Jing Xiaocha shook her head and answered truthfully, “No.”

Wen Jin was silent for a few seconds, then pushed the gift back into her hands, saying flatly, “Take this back for a refund. Since you’re going to the wedding with me, you don’t need to bring a gift.”

“Brother Wen, how can that be?”

Jing Xiaocha looked at Wen Jin in surprise. How could she attend the wedding without a gift?

Wen Jin fastened his seatbelt nonchalantly and then started the engine, “There’s nothing wrong with it. You haven’t officially graduated yet, and you don’t have extra money to buy such expensive gifts. If you like it, just keep it for yourself.”

At this point, Jing Xiaocha finally understood that the series of questions Wen Jin asked earlier were due to the gift in her hand.

“Brother Wen, I have the ability to support myself now.”

Wen Jin showed a hint of impatience on his face, opened the storage compartment beside him, and took out a gift box, “Give this to Xiaoxiao later.”

This was the gift he bought for Bai Xiaoxiao and Luo Haofeng. Of course, it was only one part of it.

Another gift was being sent by Qin Mu. In the hospital, when they placed a bet, Qin Mu lost to him and Gu Kai, and they still remembered that.

Jing Xiaocha looked at the gift and was at a loss for words for a moment.

Her feelings were a bit tangled; she thought Wen Jin was deliberately distancing himself from her, no longer caring about her or involving himself in any of her matters.

But she hadn’t expected him to regulate her just like before.

Seeing her silence, Wen Jin took it as her consenting to his request and drove straight onto the road.

After a few minutes, Wen Jin’s calm voice resounded again, “Xiaoxiao won’t mind, nor would she kick you out of the wedding for not bringing a gift.”

Jing Xiaocha’s lips twitched slightly; Wen Jin’s cold joke was not funny at all.

She hesitated and swallowed back the words she wanted to say. Having been by Wen Jin’s side for some time, although separated for over a year, Jing Xiaocha still had some understanding of Wen Jin.

If she refused his suggestion or made excuses, Wen Jin would get angry again.

She sighed gently in her heart and nodded softly, “Okay, then I won’t give Sister Bai a gift.”