Chapter 2628 - 432: I’ve Already Registered You at the Ophthalmology Clinic (Extra 4)

"If you keep sleeping, the three billion will be gone."

Chu Junming’s handsome face was covered with a layer of chill, his brows furrowed, and he raised his voice in a cold tone.

Bai Qingling, who was having a pleasant dream, was startled awake by him.

Her wide-open eyes were filled with confusion, "Why gone? Oh, are we home?"

"We’re home, get out of the car."

Young Master Chu was in a gloomy mood.

He spoke to Bai Qingling with a sour face, then opened the car door and got out.

Leaving Bai Qingling on the seat, she looked at him flustered as he slammed the car door.

"Did he eat explosives?"

She pursed her lips, got out of the car for the three billion.

After a nap, she didn’t feel so uncomfortable.

Bai Qingling rubbed her temple with one hand and slowly walked toward Chu Junming, who was already standing at the villa entrance.

"Why have such a stern face? I didn’t owe you three billion."

Mentioning the three billion.

Chu Junming recalled her saying in her dream earlier, "Chu Junming, idiot with a lot of money."

The thin layer of chill on his handsome face instantly turned several degrees colder.

The chill in his gaze made Bai Qingling’s heart shiver.

"Chu Junming, why are you acting insane?"

She asked displeasedly.

Wasn’t it just sending her home?

He volunteered, she didn’t force him.

"What dream were you having earlier?"

Chu Junming’s mouth curled into a cold arc, clearly smiling, but it felt chilling.

Bai Qingling’s eyes flickered several times, trying hard to remember what dream she was having earlier.

Then, she seriously shook her head, "No, what dream? I wasn’t even asleep."

"Is that so?"

Chu Junming fixed his gaze on Bai Qingling as she lied.

"Why is your gaze flickering, and touching your nose?"

"I didn’t."

Bai Qingling pretended to touch her hair before lowering her hand, and said to Chu Junming, "Thank you for bringing me home, you should head back."

"You go in first."

Chu Junming’s gaze was quite indifferent as he looked at her.

Watching Bai Qingling enter the villa, waving her hand with her back to him.

He stood for about another minute before turning back to the car.

Originally, he was just an idiot with a lot of money.

...

"Junming seems to really like Qingling."

At night, after Momo enjoyed Ye Zhan drying her hair, she smiled at him in the mirror.

Ye Zhan placed the comb aside, hands supporting her shoulders, bending down to look at the mirror together.

"Yes, just not sure if Qingling is interested in him."

"Qingling doesn’t seem to be."

Momo thought for a moment, not really certain.

But for now, she felt Qingling hadn’t shown any interest.

Ye Zhan turned her chair to face him, gently asked, "Momo, are you tired today?"

Momo tilted her face to meet his gaze, under the warm crystal light, clearly seeing herself in his eyes.

A warmth flooded her heart, "Not very tired."

Not very tired means she’s tired.

Ye Zhan raised an eyebrow, "Since the medicine hasn’t simmered yet, I’ll give you a massage."

"No need, you’ve been tired all day too."

Momo turned to grab the phone from the vanity table, "I haven’t called Sister Tongtong yet, let me call and ask."

"They’re having their wedding night, are you sure you want to interrupt?"

Ye Zhan bent over, directly picked her up from the chair, walked to the bed amidst Momo’s protests, and placed her down.

"Sister Tongtong is pregnant, they can’t have a wedding night."

Momo explained with a smile, just before dialing, her phone was snatched away by Ye Zhan.

He turned off the phone and tossed it onto the sofa two meters away, leaned over, "They can’t, but we can. Tonight is our wedding night, Momo, you can’t think about anyone else but me."

"Bossy."

Momo wanted to escape his intense presence.

But was caught, unable to move, "I am bossy."

...

Because both their phones were off.

That night, no one disturbed Momo and Ye Zhan’s wedding night.

The next day, around noon, Momo woke up.

Yawning while opening her eyes, the space beside her was empty, Ye Zhan had already gotten up.

Momo lay awake on the bed, not wanting to move.

Remembering bits and pieces from last night, Ye Zhan’s tireless and unabashed enthusiasm... made her face redden again.

She took a breath, then reached for the phone placed on the small table by the bed.

Still turned off.

She turned it on, the group chat was already lively.

Without scrolling up, she saw Ziyang’s message as soon as she opened it.

[Sister Qingling, you are truly the most beautiful girl in the world.]

[What about me?]

Momo didn’t understand why Ziyang risked getting ganged up on to compliment Qingling alone.

Since Ziyang’s message was just sent.

Momo replied quickly.

She was the first to respond to his message.

Followed by Qinghuan asking, [Brother, where did I go?]

Qingqing: [Ziyang, does your conscience not hurt?]

A minute later, Tongtong chimed in, [Ziyang, I’ve booked you an appointment at the eye clinic. If I don’t hear you say "Sister Tongtong is the most beautiful woman in the world," you’ll be hospitalized.]

Poor Ziyang got attacked by the group.

All the men in the group uniformly sent laughing emojis.

The door was pushed open, Ye Zhan walked in from outside.

Momo looked up, her gaze meeting his smiling eyes.

She was pulled into his embrace, "Good morning, wife."

"Good morning, husband, let me finish reading the messages."

Momo’s attitude seemed dismissive, Ye Zhan directly drew her phone away.

Cupped her chin, leaned down, and kissed her.

...

"Too many messages, don’t read them, it’ll tire your eyes."

After parting with Momo, still lingering, Ye Zhan didn’t plan to return her phone.

Momo didn’t ask for the phone again, instead she lifted the blanket to get out of bed, "I haven’t brushed my teeth."

"Very sweet."

Ye Zhan laughed lowly.

In Momo’s gaze, he deliberately lowered his voice, whispered in her ear, "I love your taste."

Momo’s face instantly flushed in his deep gaze.

Pushing away the man laughing quietly, she quickly went into the bathroom to freshen up.

Ye Zhan lowered his head, picked up the phone to check the group messages.

[Ziyang, you were great today, Sister decided to add a dollar when you get married, remember to stay true to yourself and always be an honest child.]

[Young Master Chu is giving you a billion, while you’re giving a dollar, I want to take back what I said earlier.]

[Nothing has been retracted.]

[Ziyang, the money isn’t with Qingling.] Mo Ziye suddenly chimed in.

Ziyang felt tricked, [Really, Young Master Chu, calling Young Master Chu, is the billion in your hands or Qingling’s?]

Chu Junming, who hadn’t spoken, finally had to surface amidst everyone’s bombardment.

With a simple three-word reply, [It’s with me.]

Then, ten seconds later.

Ziyang switched allegiance to praise Chu Junming, [Young Master Chu, you are truly Imperial City’s most handsome and kind male God. Can I have the billion in wedding money now?]