Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2085: Chapter 2084: I… Don’t Like Anyone

When the rumors were flying all over the place, someone was gleefully counting money.

The man next to her complained discontentedly, “That news agency is too stingy. They gave them the exclusive, and this is all the money we get?”

The woman, however, was quite satisfied, “This is unexpected income. Having this much is already quite good. Our monthly salary is only about this much.”

“Who would have thought that Jing Xiaocha, that little vixen, has now become a screenwriter and seduced two wealthy men. I heard she’s living in a high-end apartment now, must be quite wealthy too.”

The man’s eyes gleamed with greed. Jing Xiaocha had caused him to spend so many years in prison, so he definitely wanted compensation from her.

“Haven’t you already found out which school Little Hui is attending now?”

The woman finished counting the money and satisfactorily put it in her pocket.

This couple was none other than Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan, who had just been released from prison not too long ago.

Last night, while Wang Huanhuan was cleaning the parking lot, she happened to see Jin Zheyu helping Jing Xiaocha into a car. She casually took a picture of the scene with her phone, and unexpectedly Wen Jin showed up later, leading to a perfect gossip material.

It also helped her easily earn a bit of money.

Thinking back to how both she and her husband had been imprisoned because of Wen Jin, the resentment in her heart surfaced on her face, “I see Wen Jin seems to treat that little vixen Jing Xiaocha quite well.”

“Didn’t you see the news earlier? Wen Jin already has a girlfriend. Perhaps he’s still grateful that Jing Xiaocha testified for him back then, so he’s treating her well now.”

Zhang Jinlei snorted coldly.

“Since Little Hui is living with Jing Xiaocha now, let him stay with her. He’s attending an elite school with such high tuition fees. How can we afford to pay for it?”

Wang Huanhuan pondered and spoke.

Zhang Jinlei’s expression changed, “Little Hui is our son. He can’t just stay with Jing Xiaocha forever.”

“But the tuition fees are so high.”

Wang Huanhuan’s face was full of worry.

Zhang Jinlei dismissed her concerns, “We’ll bring Little Hui back to live with us. Then we’ll let Jing Xiaocha continue paying for Little Hui’s tuition. She’s the one who sent him to that elite school, so she should be responsible for it.”

“Will she agree?”

“It’s not up to her whether she agrees or not. She’s so wealthy, and Little Hui is her nephew. She had a good life at our expense, so she should pay for Little Hui’s tuition.”

After he finished speaking, Zhang Jinlei stepped forward, grinning sheepishly, and extended his hand, “Give me some of that money you just got. I don’t have a cent on me right now.”

Wang Huanhuan’s face flashed with displeasure. She glared at Zhang Jinlei and reluctantly took out the money she had just put in her pocket. After a long moment, she counted out two hundred-yuan bills and gave them to him.

“Just this little?”

Zhang Jinlei looked disappointed, his eyes fixed on the money in Wang Huanhuan’s hand.

Wang Huanhuan’s face darkened, and she said coldly, “If you don’t want it, forget it.”

She was about to withdraw her hand, but Zhang Jinlei snatched the two bills a second earlier, “Heh heh, I’ll take even two bills.”

**

Kangning Hospital

Jing Xiaocha originally intended to be discharged, but the doctor suggested she stay another day for observation and another checkup.

After breakfast, ointment was applied, and two more bottles of intravenous drip were administered.

“Xiaocha, since the doctor suggested you stay, just treat it as giving yourself a day off and stay for another day of observation.”

Wen Ran had not yet left, sitting by the hospital bed accompanying Jing Xiaocha.

“Sister Wen, you don’t have to stay here with me. If you have something to do, go ahead. I can manage on my own.”

“I don’t have anything important to do. It’s rare that Mo Xiuchen gives me a day off today, so I’m here to keep you company.”

Wen Ran got up, walked to the side, grabbed a magazine, then returned to the chair and sat down, “You can rest for a while. I’ll keep an eye on things, and I’ll call the doctor once the IV finishes.”

Wen Ran stayed with Jing Xiaocha until the IV drip was complete.

At eleven o’clock, Mo Xiuchen called her, and she went out to take the call. After finishing a surgery, Ou Yihan came over to see Xiaocha.

While Wen Ran was in the hallway talking to Mo Xiuchen on the phone, Ou Yihan pulled up a chair by the hospital bed, took a piece of fruit, and started peeling it for Jing Xiaocha.

She asked with concern, “Xiaocha, are you feeling better now? Do the hives on your skin itch less?”

Jing Xiaocha nodded lightly, “The IV I got was for the itching. I feel like it’s cleared up a lot.”

She extended her hand for Ou Yihan to see.

Ou Yihan glanced at it and smiled, “Yes, it’s cleared up quite a bit. We were really scared when we saw those hives on you last night.”

“It’s my fault for worrying you, Sister Ou.”

“I’m not the only one worried about you. Your brother Wen was not just worried but also angry. Xiaocha, you know you’re allergic to white wine, so why did you foolishly drink it?”

Ou Yihan scolded Jing Xiaocha like an older sister.

Jing Xiaocha pursed her lips, “I got carried away and drank it.”

“Were you upset about something, so you drank to drown your sorrows?”

The scolding in Ou Yihan’s voice was replaced by concern, her eyes studying Jing Xiaocha as she peeled fruit.

Jing Xiaocha’s eyes flickered, and she smiled to hide it, “There was nothing I was upset about.”

“Did you see the news earlier? Jin Zheyu and Zheng Shirui were interviewed by the reporters, and what Zheng Shirui said was really unpleasant.”

Ou Yihan suddenly changed the topic. Jing Xiaocha was initially startled, then shook her head, “I didn’t watch TV.”

Although there was a TV in the ward, Wen Ran knew those reporters would certainly go to pester her brother and Jin Zheyu. Even if Wen Jin could protect Xiaocha, Jin Zheyu’s girlfriend could not.

Therefore, afraid that the news would carry bad reports and upset Xiaocha, she didn’t turn on the TV for her to watch.

Instead, she chose to keep her company by talking to her.

Ou Yihan seemed surprised that Jing Xiaocha hadn’t watched TV.

A hint of self-blame appeared on her face, and she spoke softly, “Xiaocha, even though Jin Zheyu and Zheng Shirui are getting engaged, it’s clear he doesn’t have feelings for her. He defended you in front of reporters. If you really like him, you can still go after him.”

“Sister Ou, how could I like Classmate Jin.”

“Then who do you like?”

Ou Yihan smiled mischievously at her.

“I…I don’t like anyone.”

Jing Xiaocha was speechless at her words, paused for a few seconds, and finished speaking stiffly.

“Jin Zheyu is quite outstanding. He went abroad with you back then, and I heard he confessed to you in person last time. Last night, you had dinner with him, and then you got drunk. Isn’t it because you’re upset about Jin Zheyu’s impending engagement that you drank?”

“…”

Jing Xiaocha gazed at Ou Yihan in surprise.

A wave of sourness suddenly filled her heart.

“Xiaocha, if you really like Jin Zheyu, Ah Jin and I will support you in pursuing happiness. However, you must not harm yourself again.”

“Sister Ou, I really didn’t drink because I was upset about Classmate Jin’s engagement.”

Jing Xiaocha felt frustrated. She didn’t know if Ou Yihan was really oblivious or if she noticed her feelings for Brother Wen and was deliberately saying this.