Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2045: Chapter 2044: Insomnia

“It’s nothing. Since Xiaocha agreed, you make the arrangements.”

Wen Jin’s voice was calm, lacking the subtle emotions from earlier.

It was like the faint moonlight outside, giving Ou Yihan an indescribable feeling.

“I’ll inform Shi Tian now. You should get some rest early.”

After hanging up the phone, the joy in Ou Yihan’s heart dissipated, and Wen Jin’s words echoed in her ears: “Ranran was different back then.”

She couldn’t help but frown again.

Did I say something wrong?

Or perhaps, when Ranran married Mo Xiuchen, Wen Jin didn’t approve?

Ou Yihan was puzzled, but she felt that Wen Jin wasn’t angry because Jing Xiaocha was going on a blind date.

She shook her head, trying not to overthink, and dialed Shi Tian’s number. After a few rings amid the noise, Shi Tian’s voice came through, “Yi Han, why are you calling your brother so late at night?”

“Are you in a bar? It’s so noisy, go somewhere quiet, I have something important to tell you.”

Ou Yihan frowned and spoke sharply.

The other side agreed, and two minutes later, Shi Tian’s voice came again, without the noise, “My good sister, what’s so important that you can say it now?”

Ou Yihan was amused by his words, “You’re free tomorrow afternoon, right?”

“What’s up?”

“I’m introducing you to a girl. I’ve arranged it with her, so you two can meet tomorrow afternoon…”

“Xiao Han, what’s wrong with you? My parents nagging me isn’t enough, now you have to join the fuss.”

Ou Yihan’s sentence was interrupted by Shi Tian.

She huffed angrily, “Do you think I want to meddle in your affairs? If I weren’t afraid you’d be single forever, I’d leave you alone. This girl is someone you know, a really good girl. If you weren’t my childhood friend, I wouldn’t even want to introduce her to you.”

“Is it another one of your girlfriends?”

Shi Tian sneered over the phone.

“No, it’s the girl from last time at the bar who was being harassed by two thugs, her name is Jing Xiaocha. I worked really hard to convince Wen Jin to agree to introduce her to you.”

Ou Yihan complained.

Shi Tian laughed even more, with a knowing tone, “Oh, brother remembers now, it was the little girl Wen Jin heroically saved last time. I see Wen Jin is quite concerned about her, you’re not trying to push her to me because you’re afraid she’ll steal your boyfriend, are you?”

“If you keep spouting nonsense, I’m going to get mad.”

Ou Yihan warned angrily, though she really did have such worries.

But she also genuinely thought Xiaocha was a good girl, so she introduced her to Shi Tian.

“Alright, alright, I won’t say anything. But I’m not interested in dating right now, especially with a girl your boyfriend is concerned about. Yi Han, if you’re really worried, I can help you.”

“What am I worried about?”

Ou Yihan was genuinely upset.

“You can’t hide that little worry from your brother. I saw it that night, Wen Jin is quite concerned about that little girl, otherwise, he wouldn’t have asked me to get the video for him. I can agree to this, but you’ll owe me a favor.”

“You really are…”

“Haha, okay, no more talking. Tomorrow afternoon, right? Tell me the place, I’ll definitely go.”

Shi Tian laughed heartily over the phone.

Ou Yihan sighed, “Tomorrow afternoon at three at…”

**

After finishing the call with Ou Yihan, Jing Xiaocha couldn’t sleep.

She leaned against the headboard in a daze for a while, then went to the study to work on her writing on the laptop.

Strangely, the sadder and more upset she was, the more inspiration flowed, whether it was the script or the novel she was serializing, she didn’t need to stop and think.

Before she knew it, it was midnight.

The study door was gently pushed open, and Little Hui’s sleepy voice came, “Auntie, why aren’t you asleep yet?”

Jing Xiaocha turned to see Little Hui rubbing his eyes, walking toward her, “Why did you get up?”

“I’m thirsty, got up to get some water.”

Little Hui glanced at the clock on her desk, “Auntie, it’s already two in the morning, working so hard will make you sick. Didn’t you promise Uncle Wen this morning not to work so hard until your injury heals?”

Hearing Little Hui mention Wen Jin, Jing Xiaocha’s expression changed slightly, “Little Hui, hurry to bed, you have to register tomorrow, I’ll go to bed soon too.”

“Auntie.”

Zhang Minghui stood there, looking at Jing Xiaocha hesitantly, not leaving the study.

Jing Xiaocha rubbed her forehead, her mind had been engrossed in the plot, she’d neither noticed it was two in the morning nor felt tired.

Stopping now, she indeed felt exhausted, and her head started to hurt.

Her injured arm also seemed a bit uncomfortable.

“Little Hui, I’m really going to turn off the computer and sleep, you go to bed.”

Jing Xiaocha thought Zhang Minghui was reluctant to leave because she hadn’t turned off the computer yet.

Zhang Minghui wanted to say something, but his lips moved, and finally, he just said ‘Auntie, goodnight’ and left the study.

Staying up late made Jing Xiaocha feel dizzy the next morning.

And she had two dark circles under her eyes.

Jing Xiaocha looked at her dark circles and sighed heavily. Today was Little Hui’s registration day, and she couldn’t go to school with him looking like a panda.

After freshening up, she sat at the dressing table and applied light makeup.

With makeup on, she felt much more refreshed.

Today’s weather was cool, so she wore long sleeves to cover her injured arm.

When she walked out of the bedroom, Zhang Minghui was already up and excitedly said, “Auntie, good morning.”

Jing Xiaocha smiled back, ‘Good morning,’ just as the doorbell rang.

“Who could be coming to our house this early?”

Zhang Minghui’s little face was full of curiosity, and he turned to dash to the door.

The peephole was too high, and he had to tiptoe to get a glimpse outside, then immediately shouted excitedly, “Auntie, it’s Uncle Wen.”

Jing Xiaocha stood in the living room behind him, softly changed her expression at his words.

Zhang Minghui excitedly opened the door and shouted at Wen Jin standing outside, “Uncle Wen.”

Wen Jin smiled warmly at Zhang Minghui, carrying breakfast as he entered, and his gaze, full of smiles, landed on Jing Xiaocha, “I’m not too late, am I?”

“Uncle Wen, not late at all. Auntie and I just woke up, we haven’t even made breakfast yet.”

Zhang Minghui, being a little clever boy, quickly closed the door and then ran over to take the breakfast from Wen Jin’s hands and put it on the dining table.

Jing Xiaocha watched Wen Jin, full of warmth and kindness, and felt inexplicably complex emotions.

But Wen Jin was the first to speak, “How come you have dark circles under your eyes? Were you too excited to sleep because Little Hui is starting school?”

Jing Xiaocha lowered her gaze to meet Wen Jin’s smiling eyes, masking her feelings with a smile, “Yes, thinking about Little Hui starting school made me lose sleep last night.”