Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2028: Chapter 2027: Apology

“But I just feel uncomfortable in my heart.”

Ou Yihan pouted. She learned from Wen Jin that Jing Xiaocha’s novel is being adapted into a TV series.

She happened to like reading novels, so she spent a few days finishing Xiaocha’s novel. However, by the time she got to the end, her heart felt like it was being squeezed, which was an unpleasant feeling.

Wen Jin glanced at Ou Yihan sitting in the back row through his glasses, the corners of his mouth slightly curved up, “Aren’t you doctors who are used to seeing life and death? How can you still be so easily moved by emotions?”

Ou Yihan frowned and immediately retorted, “That’s different.”

After a two-second pause, she mumbled, “You people who don’t like novels can’t understand this feeling. Every time I read a novel, I can’t help but be affected by the emotions of the characters in the story.”

“Xiaocha, I’ll get busy for the next couple of days, then I’ll start reading your current serialized novel. The novels you write are my favorite type and suit my taste; I’ll be your diehard fan in the future.”

“Sister Ou, do you also like to read novels?”

This surprised Jing Xiaocha.

Ou Yihan nodded, “Yeah, don’t they say every girl has a dream of love in her heart? Although I know novels aren’t real, I am still moved by the touching love stories in them…”

Throughout the journey, the topic between Ou Yihan and Jing Xiaocha revolved around novels, and they talked about it all the way to her home.

When Jing Xiaocha got home, Zhang Minghui was sitting at the desk on the balcony, obediently doing his homework. Seeing her return, Zhang Minghui politely greeted her, “Auntie.”

He stood up and ran to her, looking at her in amazement, “Auntie, you look so beautiful today.”

Jing Xiaocha was still dressed in an evening gown and hadn’t changed, with meticulous grooming, looking completely different from her usual casual appearance.

Thinking of the men who hit on her tonight, Jing Xiaocha smiled with pursed lips, “You’re getting better at talking. When did you get back, and have you had dinner?”

“I’ve eaten, Auntie. I went to Zi Yi’s house today; his house is so big and beautiful, and his mom is beautiful too…”

Zhang Minghui excitedly recounted his experiences at Ziyi’s house.

Jing Xiaocha pulled him to sit on the sofa and softly asked, “Do you envy Ziyi a lot?”

Zhang Minghui blinked, “I do envy Ziyi sometimes, but I know it’s pointless to envy him. Although Ziyi’s family is wealthy, he works very hard and excels in every aspect. Auntie, I also want to be an outstanding person.”

In the last sentence, Zhang Minghui’s eyes were filled with seriousness.

Jing Xiaocha felt warmth in her heart, and her gaze at Zhang Minghui became even more tender, “Little Hui, it’s already great that you understand so much. You must always remember, even though we come from a poor background, as long as we keep working hard and never give up, life will only get better.”

“Just like you said, Ziyi’s family is well-off, but he always works very hard. When you were his age, you didn’t understand anything, but he’s already learned so many things.”

“Hmm.”

Zhang Minghui listened earnestly to Jing Xiaocha’s words,

“That’s why we shouldn’t compare ourselves to others. As long as we have the right goals and direction and work steadily step by step, we will definitely achieve our dreams.”

“Auntie, I will work hard.”

Zhang Minghui nodded solemnly.

Jing Xiaocha smiled gently, “Tell Auntie, do you like your current life, or do you prefer the way things were before?”

Zhang Minghui answered without hesitation, “Auntie, I like the current life. Ziyi said his parents love him immensely, but they don’t spoil him. I had dinner at his house today, and I know he’s telling the truth. His dad is strict with him and says he wants to raise him to be a useful person.”

The reason Zhang Minghui had dinner at the Mo family tonight was that Wen Jin had entrusted Zhang Minghui to Wen Ran.

He said that Xiaocha had a banquet to attend to and had no time to look after Zhang Minghui. It was also an opportunity for Zhang Minghui to experience Ziyi’s family life.

To get some inspiration.

To understand right from wrong.

Zhang Minghui continued speaking, “My parents used to be good to me, but they spoiled me. I misunderstood you before, Auntie, but now I understand that you are strict with me for my own good. It’s not like at Grandma’s house, where she made me do all kinds of chores and often didn’t give me food…”

Jing Xiaocha sighed softly in her heart, touched Zhang Minghui’s head gently, and reassured him, “As long as you study well, I’ll enroll you in school next semester.”

“Really, Auntie?”

There was a sparkle of delight in Zhang Minghui’s eyes, mixed with a hint of unease.

Fearing it might be false hope.

Jing Xiaocha nodded, her voice warm, “Of course it’s true. I wouldn’t lie to you, but you must work hard because no one else can help you if you don’t.”

“I understand, Auntie, I’ll go study for a while. You must be tired, go take a bath and rest.”

After Jing Xiaocha took a bath, she reminded Zhang Minghui to go to bed early before returning to her room.

As she lay in bed pondering the plot of the novel, the phone rang.

It was a call from Wen Ran.

“Hello, Sister Wen.”

Jing Xiaocha was afraid that calling in the evening might disturb Wen Ran’s rest. She had heard Zhang Minghui mention that Ziyi’s dad just returned from a business trip today.

She dared not disturb Wen Ran and Mo Xiuchen’s private time any further, planning to call tomorrow to thank Sister Wen for letting Zhang Minghui stay for dinner.

“Xiaocha, I’m guessing you’re home by now.”

Wen Ran’s cheerful voice came through, bringing a gentle smile to Jing Xiaocha’s face, “Sister Wen, thank you for letting Little Hui have dinner at your place and helping me take care of him.”

“Didn’t we say not to be so formal with me? Did that boy apologize to you when he got home?”

Jing Xiaocha’s eyes showed a hint of confusion as she recalled what Zhang Minghui had just said to her, “Sister Wen, did something happen?”

“Oh, nothing significant, just that Xiuchen gave him a lesson. However, I see his attitude has changed a lot now. He was so disrespectful to you before; he should seriously apologize to you.”

Jing Xiaocha suddenly understood, “He did apologize, saying he was immature before. He also mentioned wanting to study hard and learning from Ziyi. Sister Wen, thank you both.”

“Don’t thank me; it was your Brother Wen who said you were attending a banquet tonight and suggested Zhang Minghui come to our house for dinner.”

The smile on Jing Xiaocha’s face slightly froze.

On the other end, Wen Ran seemed to realize something too and changed the subject, “Xiaocha, did you gain anything from the banquet tonight?”

“Yes, I did. Brother Wen introduced me to a famous screenwriter, and I also met a few other screenwriters and people in the industry…”

Wen Ran knew she was attending Jin Yunchang’s birthday banquet, so it was normal for her to meet those people. After chatting a bit, she kindly suggested, “You must be tired tonight, so rest early.”