Flash Marriage, Deep Love-Chapter 93 Marry Her and Make Her My Wife (2)

That was a very mature and steady man, known for his swift and decisive approach to work, yet when it came to personal feelings, he always dragged things on!

Indeed! At least, that was what He Zerui thought. Having been by his side for several years, from the very beginning, he knew that this man always silently paid attention to a woman. Just like now, hiding in a place where the woman couldn’t see him, his eyes fixed on her slender figure, watching until she disappeared from sight, still gazing in her direction, alone in his longing, alone in his joy, alone in his infatuation...

In fact, He Zerui didn’t understand much about this thing called love, nor could he comprehend what kind of magic it held to make this brilliant man willingly hide in the shadows as an unsung guardian.

Following He Zerui’s gaze, the man beside him also saw Ji Dongquan standing by the window on the second floor. Instantly, the man’s legs went weak with nervousness, and he hurriedly explained, "Young... Young Master, I..."

"Got it." He Zerui exchanged a distant glance with Ji Dongquan on the second floor, threw down three cold words, and then walked past the man, striding into the house.

How could he not know that if Ji Dongquan had not explicitly instructed, this bodyguard wouldn’t dare to fool him even with ten guts.

The house was very large, but there were few people, so the interiors were very quiet, making the sound of footsteps unusually clear.

"Mr. Ji, how long do you intend to hide?" Walking into the hall, He Zerui looked up at Ji Dongquan coming down from the second floor, frowning slightly, his words more disapproving than questioning.

Initially, as a junior, he shouldn’t meddle in his elders’ affairs, but He Zerui couldn’t stand Ji Dongquan’s dawdling way of handling this matter. If it was because Mi Wan was still married before, it was understandable, but now that Mi Wan was divorced, what was there to hold back for?

If you like her, go pursue her! Is it any fun to avoid Mi Wan like playing hide-and-seek?

No matter how much he liked this game, after so many years, he should be tired of it, right?

Listening to He Zerui’s pressing question, Ji Dongquan wasn’t the least bit unhappy. His gaze landed on He Zerui’s frowning eyebrows, which looked like caterpillars, and he felt a sense of comfort.

When he first took this boy in five years ago, He Zerui didn’t speak a word all day due to his autism. After several years of treatment, his condition gradually improved, and the relationship between them grew closer. Now, he even expressed his concern for him openly.

"I’m not hiding." Ji Dongquan smiled faintly, "How’s your hand? Let me see."

"It’s fine, Mi Wan has already bandaged it for me." As he spoke, He Zerui placed the football he had been holding on the sofa and then extended his hand to show Ji Dongquan.

Mi Wan?

Ji Dongquan’s eye twitched, and he said, "You should call her Aunt."

Wasn’t it messing up the hierarchy? Calling him uncle but calling Wanwan elder sister.

"I know, but I like calling her sister," He Zerui said seriously.

"Why?" Ji Dongquan asked with a hint of curiosity.

Upon hearing this, He Zerui fixated his gaze on Ji Dongquan, remaining silent for two or three seconds, before calmly saying, "Because she looks very young. In comparison to you, I feel I should call her sister."

Little brat!

You’re learning to tease me now?

Ji Dongquan’s mouth twitched hard. Did he look that old? He was only two years older than Wanwan.

"No, you must call her Aunt." Ji Dongquan’s tone was serious, exuding the typical authority of an elder and a commanding presence.

"Mr. Ji, are you ordering me in your capacity as a guardian?" The corner of He Zerui’s right lip lifted almost imperceptibly, as he asked calmly.

Hmph.

Ji Dongquan only needed one look to see through He Zerui’s little scheming. With a cold hum, he said authoritatively, "I plan to marry her, so you will have to call her Aunt or Auntie!"

"Well, it won’t be too late to change my address once you marry Mi Wan. After all, she might not necessarily choose to marry you." He Zerui circled around Ji Dongquan and then walked to the laptop on the coffee table, pressing the power button.

Soon, the startup music played, and Ji Dongquan thought about the call Mi Wan gave him almost two and a half hours ago. Now it was past 2 PM. What had they been doing together during these two hours?

Glancing at He Zerui, Ji Dongquan asked, "Zerui, did you hear anything from Wanwan?"

"Not much! Mi Wan made me some noodles. Oh..." He Zerui raised his eyebrows, prolonging the end of his sentence deliberately.

Yet Ji Dongquan was in no rush, watching He Zerui calmly, waiting for him to finish.

"Uncle Ji, what does ’blind date’ mean?"

Suddenly, Ji Dongquan’s expression deepened, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he stood up, saying, "Next time you go out, take a bodyguard with you. He Gang is too insidious to be taken lightly."

"Yeah."

The mention of He Gang’s name instantly changed He Zerui’s demeanor, a dark cold light flashing across his brows and eyes.

He Gang was He Zerui’s biological uncle. They were supposed to be very close, but in this wealthy family rife with conflicts, some people disregarded familial bonds for money, even going as far as attempting to eliminate each other. Zerui survived an assassination plot orchestrated by his own uncle, and was a victim of the treachery.

"And, don’t joke with your own life from now on."

Ji Dongquan already heard a detailed report from the bodyguard about He Zerui’s encounter with Mi Wan. Although Zerui was still young, he was clever and intelligent with a meticulous mind. While Ji Dongquan knew Zerui got close to Mi Wan partly because of his relation to her, he could not approve of such injurious methods!

"Yes."

He Zerui’s eyes were fixed on the computer screen, his neatly trimmed fingers dancing swiftly on the keyboard, the clattering sounds echoing in the room, as he grunted faintly.

Seeing this, Ji Dongquan did not disturb him, picking up the car keys from the desk and turning to leave.

"Mr. Ji, are you going to find Mi Wan?"

Ji Dongquan was almost at the door when He Zerui’s teasing voice sounded behind him.

His steps paused, but he did not turn back, only waving his hand with his back to He Zerui as he walked out.

With the coffee shop under renovation, Mi Jing had been quite leisurely for the past two or three days, and Xu Ju came by every morning to tidy up and make lunch. With nothing else to do, Mi Jing learned to cook three dishes from Xu Ju, packed them in lunch boxes, and drove to the hospital to bring lunch to Shen Lingxing, also preparing a portion for Bai Lulu.