Flash Marriage: He is a Wife-pampering Addict

Chapter 2114: Chapter 2113: Feeding Her Breakfast

Early the next morning, Wen Ran called Wen Jin and asked if he wanted her to bring breakfast to Jing Xiaocha.

“Ranran, I’ve already brought porridge for Xiaocha. You don’t need to bring anything.”

“Oh, okay. Then I won’t bring it. But Xiaocha’s right arm is injured and she can’t move it. How will she eat breakfast?”

“There’s a special nursing assistant taking care of her, don’t worry.”

Wen Jin answered on the other end of the phone.

Remembering what Mo Xiuchen said last night, Wen Ran asked again, “Brother, was the special nursing assistant also taking care of Xiaocha last night?”

“Yes.”

After Wen Jin finished speaking, Wen Ran heard him say again, “Don’t move, wait a moment, I’ll help you.”

Wen Ran’s eyes flickered, “Brother, I’ll hang up now.”

“Alright.”

Wen Jin answered gently. He waited for Wen Ran to hang up the phone before he hung up.

His gaze, however, remained fixed on Jing Xiaocha.

Just now, Jing Xiaocha tried to reach for a spoon to drink the porridge by herself.

After being scolded by Wen Jin, she didn’t dare to move again, and could only sit foolishly on the bed, watching him on the phone.

Wen Jin put down his phone and brought over the freshly served porridge.

A hint of surprise appeared on Jing Xiaocha’s face as she watched Wen Jin blow on a spoonful of porridge before bringing it to her lips, “Try if it’s still hot.”

“Brother Wen, I can do it myself.”

Jing Xiaocha felt a bit uncomfortable and was not accustomed to Wen Jin feeding her porridge.

Wen Jin slightly frowned, looking at her with deep eyes, “Open your mouth.”

His voice was low but domineering.

Leaving her no room to refuse.

Jing Xiaocha’s face changed a little. Although her right arm was injured and she couldn’t hold a spoon, she could use her left hand. She really didn’t need Wen Jin to feed her.

Moreover, Sister Ou was staying in the next ward.

The person Brother Wen should be taking care of is Sister Ou, not her. Jing Xiaocha didn’t want Sister Ou to misunderstand because of her.

“Brother Wen, just put the bowl on the table, I’ll eat with my left hand.”

She pointed with her left hand to the small table by the bed, stubbornly refusing to let him feed her.

Wen Jin seemed to see through her worries and thoughts, patiently saying, “Stop letting your mind wander. You’re the patient now, so you have to listen to me.”

“I…”

“Open your mouth.”

Wen Jin’s tone became firmer, his expression indicating that if she didn’t listen, he would get angry.

Reluctantly, Jing Xiaocha opened her mouth and ate the porridge Wen Jin brought to her lips, chewing lightly before swallowing.

“Brother Wen, did you make this porridge?”

Jing Xiaocha asked softly.

Her eyes were as clear as water, perfectly reflecting his handsome face.

Wen Jin arched his brows slightly, a smile touching his lips, “You can tell?”

“Of course I can. Your porridge is different from Aunt Chen’s. I can taste the difference.” Before going abroad, Jing Xiaocha often ate at Wen Jin’s house.

Whether it was breakfast, lunch, or dinner.

She was always a frequent guest.

She was very familiar with Aunt Chen’s cooking, and even more memorable was Wen Jin’s cooking skills; after eating his cooking once, she could recognize it the second time.

Even if Aunt Chen tried to imitate, it was futile.

“How can you tell?”

Wen Jin asked curiously, a smile on his lips.

Jing Xiaocha blinked playfully, “I’m not telling you. I just know this porridge was made by you. Brother Wen, you’re so kind.”

A tender spot inside Wen Jin’s heart suddenly softened.

Because of Jing Xiaocha’s playful and adorable smile and her gentle, soft words.

He suddenly realized that happiness was really simple. Previously, he hadn’t noticed that this kind, adorable young lady had quietly settled in his heart through the little moments they spent together daily.

It was only now that he realized, seeing her smile and hearing her voice made his heart melt effortlessly.

Such a realization felt truly strange.

Before yesterday, he was still tangled and conflicted, but after yesterday, his feelings seemed to clear up like the brightest sunshine breaking through the clouds.

A hint of indulgence unconsciously slipped into his light smile, and his voice was warmer than before, “If you know I’m kind, don’t be disobedient and make me angry.”

“When have I been disobedient?”

Jing Xiaocha stuck out her tongue and giggled a couple of times.

Wen Jin brought another spoonful of porridge to her lips, playfully scolding her, “You’re disobedient more often than you’re obedient.”

Jing Xiaocha frowned but didn’t forget to eat the porridge.

“Brother Wen, can I do something in a while?”

“No.”

Wen Jin answered promptly, concisely.

Jing Xiaocha protested discontentedly, “Brother Wen, how can you do that, not even listening to what it is before saying no?”

Wen Jin smiled indifferently, “Since you’re asking if you can, it must be something your current condition doesn’t allow. So, no.”

“…”

What if it’s not?

Jing Xiaocha pouted, never mind, she’ll ask the special nursing assistant for help once he leaves.

But she can’t let Brother Wen know, or else she’ll get scolded again.

Wen Jin gave her a deep look, this gaze carried a warning, Jing Xiaocha immediately refocused, concentrating on eating every spoonful of porridge he brought to her lips.

The ward was quiet.

The atmosphere was warm and cozy.

For several minutes, neither Wen Jin nor Jing Xiaocha spoke, one was focused on feeding, the other on eating.

A scene like this is very common in hospitals, where many lovers and couples take care of each other like this.

However, for a relationship like Wen Jin and Jing Xiaocha’s, they’re clearly not lovers, nor siblings, yet him feeding her porridge felt entirely natural, taking care of her felt justified.

It’s rare.

Outside, in the hallway, people occasionally passed by.

Outside the glass window, Shi Tian and Ou Papa came to see Ou Yihan. When they passed by Jing Xiaocha’s ward, they inadvertently glanced inside and saw this scene.

Shi Tian frowned slightly.

His gaze lingered for two seconds, and Ou Papa, who was walking beside him, looked back at the stopped Shi Tian, then followed his gaze into the ward, seeing Wen Jin feeding the girl on the hospital bed porridge, his expression showing a hint of doubt.

“Uncle Ou, you go to Yi Han’s ward first, I’ll quickly check on my friend and come right over.”

Shi Tian pulled up a smile seeing that Ou Papa noticed the scene in the ward.

Ou Papa glanced again, “Alright.”

Ou Papa entered the next ward, and Shi Tian knocked on the door once, not waiting for Wen Jin inside to speak, before opening the door and entering, “Xiaocha, you’re having breakfast, I brought you breakfast too…”

Shi Tian was saying this as he approached the bed.

Wen Jin looked up at the bag in Shi Tian’s hand and said flatly, “Xiaocha doesn’t eat this kind of bun.”

“Xiaocha doesn’t like it? Then take it next door for Yihan, she loves beef buns.”

Shi Tian didn’t care whether Wen Jin was willing or not, nor did he mind that Wen Jin was holding a bowl of porridge with one hand and a spoon with the other, as he attempted to shove the bun into his hand.

Wen Jin wasn’t foolish; from Shi Tian’s words, he guessed that Shi Tian was feeling indignant on behalf of Ou Yihan because he fed Xiaocha porridge.

He took the bun, “Yi Han won’t eat it either, you’re too late in bringing it.”