Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict Chapter 2331: Chapter 135: You Weren't Moved, Were You

Chapter 2331: Chapter 135: You Weren’t Moved, Were You

After Qin Qingqing and Qin Mu finished their phone call, Mo Ziye also hung up.

He walked over, pulled her into his arms, gently stroked her hair, and said in a warm voice, “Qingqing, you should sleep first.”

“Brother Ziyi, aren’t you going to sleep?”

He had just returned after the explosion.

Qin Qingqing looked up into Mo Ziye’s pitch-black eyes, knowing he was still injured, not wanting him to overwork.

“Ye Zhan is here, my cousin and he are downstairs; I’ll e back later.”

Mo Ziye lightly curved his lips, with his long jade-like fingers teasing a strand of hair.

“You’re still injured.”

Qin Qingqing pouted unhappily.

“It’s fine, I’ve already rested for a few days.”

Mo Ziye smiled reassuringly, then bowed his head and kissed her pouty lips gently, his brows infused with tender indulgence, “Be good, sleep first, I’ll be up soon.”

“Then I’ll go downstairs with you.”

Qin Qingqing’s heart aches for his injury.

Mo Ziye hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement, “Alright, e downstairs with me.”

As he said this, a smile blossomed on Qin Qingqing’s face.

Hand in hand, they walked downstairs. In the living room, they found not only Tang Jinchen and Ye Zhan but also Chu Junming and Feng Yize, Gu Zhitong and Momo were also up.

“Sister Tongtong, Sister Momo, you’re up too.”

“Ziye, when did you e back, did Shi Xi get sent home by you?”

Momo’s gaze swept over Mo Ziye and Qin Qingqing’s clasped hands, questioning in confusion.

Gu Zhitong remarked, “I didn’t expect Shi Xi to notify you, Ziye, isn’t Shi Xi choosing you over her father in this matter.”

Mo Ziye’s face darkened, “She refused to go home, I took her to her place outside.”

The previous night, around eleven, Shi Xi drove to the Qin Family looking for Mo Ziye.

She claimed there was something important she had to tell him, insisting on seeing him.

Shi Xi saw Mo Ziye and Qin Qingqing.

Like now, they were holding hands then too, and Shi Xi felt an uncontrollable jealousy seeing their hands clasped together.

She even somewhat regretted rushing here.

But looking at Mo Ziye’s handsome face she loved so madly, after a struggle in her heart, she still used a stiff tone to tell him not to stay at the Qin Family tonight and go elsewhere…

Tang Jinchen chimed in, “I never thought Shi Xi would tell you, you owe her one now.”

Mo Ziye frowned slightly and said indifferently, “It’s late at night, aren’t you supposed to discuss serious matters? What’s so worth discussing about Shi Xi?”

Clearly, he didn’t want to discuss this topic.

Gu Zhitong was amused upon hearing this.

Eager for drama, she said, “Ziye, you haven’t been touched by Shi Xi, have you?”

Her question was met with Mo Ziye’s sharp gaze.

Gu Zhitong blinked innocently, yawned again, and said, “Since we can’t talk about it, I’m going to bed, Momo, do you want to sleep?”

“Hmm, late at night, what else to do but sleep.”

Momo also stood up.

Gu Zhitong pulled Momo away from the sofa and urged Qin Qingqing to go sleep too.

Momo glanced once at the four people staying on the sofa, then said to Mo Ziye, “Ziye, your injury has only been healing for a few days, and you’ve been tossing around for so long tonight, discuss anything tomorrow, don’t stay up all night.”

Mo Ziye smiled, his eyebrows carrying a hint of warmth, “You all sleep first, I won’t stay up all night.”

Having said this, he turned to Qin Qingqing and said, “Qingqing, you should sleep first too.”

“Alright.”

Qin Qingqing hesitated for a moment but finally agreed to go to sleep first.

Once she and the other two went upstairs, Mo Ziye finally sat on the sofa.

Beside him, Tang Jinchen was holding a cigarette, asking Ye Zhan, Chu Junming, and Feng Yize if they wanted to smoke.

Ye Zhan glanced at Mo Ziye and said lightly, “Forget it, he’s still injured.”

Tang Jinchen looked at Mo Ziye, then at Ye Zhan, “Since when did you bee so considerate?”

When he was injured in the past, no one said they wouldn’t smoke because it might affect his injuries.

Ye Zhan raised a brow, and said nonchalantly, “Mo Ziye is different from us, he’s a pampered young master.”

These words sounded more derogatory.

Tang Jinchen’s mouth twitched, tossing the cigarette box back onto the coffee table, “Then no smoking.”