Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2089: Chapter 2088: Are You Doing This on Purpose?

Jing Xiaocha was neither angry nor frustrated. Her calm and indifferent eyes coolly observed the couple in front of her as she coolly asked, “What have I taught Little Hui?”

“You…”

Wang Huanhuan uttered a word, but didn’t continue. Instead, she lowered her head and pretended to cry sadly.

Zhang Jinlei had a hot temper. Although he restrained himself in front of Mo Xiuchen, Wen Ran, and others, it’s hard to change one’s nature. He immediately said fiercely, “You’ve taught Little Hui not to recognize his own parents, Jing Xiaocha. Even if you hate us, you shouldn’t have taught Little Hui like this. You’re going to ruin him.”

“Haha!”

Jing Xiaocha suddenly laughed, a mocking laugh. “Ruin Little Hui? Zhang Jinlei, can’t you tell right from wrong? Your previous education was what almost ruined Little Hui.”

“…”

Zhang Jinlei was choked by Jing Xiaocha’s words, glaring at her but unable to respond.

He certainly knew how he had spoiled his son before. Although he didn’t think he was wrong, he had to admit his son seemed better off now than before.

Perhaps after spending a long time with Ziyi and the others, Zhang Minghui had absorbed some of their qualities.

No longer acting like a child without manners.

“Don’t blame my aunt! Aunt is very good to me.”

Zhang Minghui glared angrily at his parents, unable to stand them speaking ill of his aunt.

“Little Hui.”

Jing Xiaocha gently stopped him, and Zhang Minghui immediately silenced himself.

Wang Huanhuan wiped her tears and said to Jing Xiaocha, “Xiaocha, thank you for taking care of Little Hui during this time. Now that his father and I are out, we won’t trouble you any longer. We’ll take Little Hui home after dinner.”

“I’m not going back with you. I want to stay with Aunt.” Zhang Minghui firmly refuted.

Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan’s expressions changed simultaneously.

“You are our son, we are your parents, of course, you should come home with us.”

“Aunt, I don’t want to go back.”

Zhang Minghui completely ignored Zhang Jinlei’s words, looking pitifully at Jing Xiaocha.

Jing Xiaocha comfortingly patted his hand, “Little Hui, don’t worry.”

Then she looked up at Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan, “I heard you just got out not long ago. Why are you so eager to take Little Hui home?”

“If we don’t bring him back soon, and let him continue living with you, he won’t even recognize us anymore.” Zhang Jinlei said coldly.

“Whether Little Hui recognizes you or not has nothing to do with whom he lives with. The most important thing is how you act as parents. I suggest you first settle yourselves, find a stable job, and have a stable income before considering Little Hui’s matters.”

Jing Xiaocha didn’t want to deal with Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan; these two had bullied her often in the past.

But they were Zhang Minghui’s parents, and Little Hui didn’t want to go back with them, leaving her with no choice but to intervene.

“We’ve already found jobs and can support Little Hui. Besides, if you really care about Little Hui, even if he lives with us, you can still provide his living expenses and pay his tuition, and care about him.”

Zhang Jinlei said this as if it was a matter of course.

Suddenly, a laugh came from the seat at the head of the table.

Zhang Jinlei immediately looked up, glancing at Mo Xiuchen.

Only to see Mo Xiuchen with a mocking curve on his lips, his sharp eyes coldly watching them.

Even without saying anything, the strong aura he exuded pressed down with an oppressive sense of suffocation.

Zhang Jinlei instinctively swallowed.

“You two have made quite the clever calculation.”

Mo Xiuchen said casually, as if speaking to them and yet not to them at the same time.

While speaking, he didn’t look at them but played with Wen Ran’s fingers.

Under Mo Xiuchen’s overwhelming presence, Zhang Jinlei’s previous confidence vanished, and even his voice grew timid, “Mo General, you’ve misunderstood us.”

“Misunderstood?”

Mo Xiuchen’s voice raised slightly, his tone full of undisguised mockery.

Just then, a waiter brought in the dishes, and Lawyer Li, who had been sitting quietly, spoke calmly, “Mo General, Mrs. Mo, please enjoy your meal first.”

“I listened to your conversation earlier. You not only want custody of Zhang Minghui but also want Miss Jing to bankroll you and your son. Your calculation is indeed shrewd. But I fear you won’t get what you wish for.”

“Who are you?”

“I am a lawyer. It’s hard to explain everything in a few words. Let’s go to the next room. You can tell me all your requests there. I fully represent Miss Jing.”

Mo Xiuchen instructed the waiter beside him, “Take Lawyer Li to the next room.”

“Yes, Mo General.”

The waiter responded respectfully, addressing Lawyer Li politely with ‘please’ as he led the way out of the private room.

The large round table was already filled with delicious dishes.

The aroma of the food filled the entire private room, but Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan could only look on, unable to eat.

This change left the couple somewhat dazed.

Earlier at the school gate, Wen Ran had told them to take a car to Yi Pin Xuan on their own. Although they were dissatisfied, they thought at least they could have a big meal here, which was worth it.

Upon entering the private room and seeing Mo Xiuchen, they felt a bit apprehensive, but when Wen Ran told them to sit down, they secretly rejoiced.

Zhang Jinlei smiled humbly, trying to change his attitude towards Lawyer Li, “Lawyer Li, why don’t we eat first and then go?”

Lawyer Li’s eyes flashed with disdain, “If you stay here, you’ll only disturb Mrs. Mo and Mo General’s meal. Besides, aren’t you eager to take your son home? Let’s go, as my time is very precious.”

With that, Lawyer Li did not spare them another glance and strode out of the private room.

Wen Ran noticed the reluctance of Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan to leave the private room. She lowered her eyes and wrote a few words in Mo Xiuchen’s palm.

“Did you do it on purpose?”

Mo Xiuchen smiled slightly and said to Jing Xiaocha and Zhang Minghui, “Don’t worry, Lawyer Li will handle it well.”

“Uncle Mo, can I really not go home with them?”

“Aren’t you able to support yourself now?”

Mo Xiuchen responded, picking up his chopsticks to gesture for the children to eat.

Then he considerately served Wen Ran some dishes.

Zhang Minghui nodded heavily, “I can support myself now. I’m currently earning money by working with Ziyi.”

“Then you don’t need to worry.”

“If Little Hui doesn’t go home with them, would they occasionally come to disrupt and interfere with Xiaocha’s life?”

After pondering for a moment, Wen Ran asked with concern.

Mo Xiuchen smiled slightly, gesturing for her to eat first, “This matter will take some time.”

“I know what they want. They don’t really want Little Hui, they just want money.”

Jing Xiaocha knew Zhang Jinlei and Wang Huanhuan too well.

Given their character, seeing Little Hui living so well now, they couldn’t sincerely want him back home; it was merely for some money.