Flash Marriage, Deep Love
Chapter 153 Birthday Banquet (1)

Chapter 153: Chapter 153 Birthday Banquet (1)

Can you say this to a child?

Of course not!

So Mi Wan turned her face, looked up at Ji Dongquan who was holding her hand, and signaled him with her eyes, asking him to help respond to the question. However, Ji Dongquan seemed oblivious, pursing his lips slightly, his eyes unperturbed, his expression unusually calm.

Actually, he also wanted to know how Mi Wan defined their relationship.

"We... we’re dating, so we haven’t considered marriage yet." After hesitating for a moment, Mi Wan finally blurted out.

"Oh, looks like we might become a family in the future!" He Zerui said excitedly, "Aunt Wanwan, can you be my tutor?"

She hadn’t touched a book in years; to make her a tutor, this...

"Zerui, my skills are limited and I might not be up to the task." Mi Wan politely declined.

Upon hearing this, He Zerui’s eyelids drooped, and then he lowered his eyes, looking very disappointed, "Actually, Mr. Ji hired several tutors before, but I didn’t like any of them. I want someone I like to teach me, like Mr. Ji or you."

Ji Dongquan was busy with work, capable but too occupied, Mi Wan knew this without needing to be told. Not wanting to see He Zerui disappointed, she said, "Alright, I’ll give it a try." After all, she was quite free lately.

"Wow, that’s great." He Zerui jumped up from the sofa cheerfully, and amidst his cheers, Ji Dongquan led Mi Wan towards the stairwell.

After going downstairs, Ji Dongquan dragged Mi Wan into the kitchen, made her drink another bowl of porridge, and then escorted her out.

"You don’t need to take me, I can catch a ride back myself." Mi Wan tried to free herself from Ji Dongquan’s grip but failed.

"I’m heading to the company, so I’ll take you back on the way." Ji Dongquan led Mi Wan to a black Mercedes, opened the car door, and pushed her inside.

A while later, the car drove out of the villa area, and the journey was silent, neither of them spoke. One focused on driving, the other closed her eyes and slept.

Perhaps because she didn’t sleep well last night, Mi Wan fell asleep shortly after getting in the car. Twenty-some minutes later, when the car arrived at her apartment building, she was still asleep.

"Little lazy pig, we’re home." Ji Dongquan unbuckled his seatbelt, leaned over to examine Mi Wan’s sleeping face, pinched her nose gently, watched her frown and gradually wake up, then said softly.

"Hmm." Mi Wan hummed lightly, opened her eyes. As her blurry vision slowly cleared, Ji Dongquan’s gentle and handsome face became clear before her.

"Wanwan, are you sure you want to date me?"

Ji Dongquan’s sudden question left Mi Wan momentarily stunned. Date? And it was her who wanted to date him? When did she say that?

Seeing Mi Wan’s rare confused reaction, Ji Dongquan’s eyes softened more, reminding her, "You told Zerui we’re dating."

"Hmm. Since you’re insisting on sticking with me, then let’s date again. If you find out you don’t like me as much as you thought, don’t force yourself, and I will optimistically accept the fact." Mi Wan said to Ji Dongquan.

"Don’t keep saying such things, I don’t like hearing them. If you don’t want to get married, I won’t force you. But if you want to date, I’ll pursue you again." Before, he failed to protect her well; this time, he would definitely make her happy.

"Pursue again? I’m a middle-aged woman in my thirties, Chairman Ji, are you sure you don’t want to chase young, pretty girls?" Mi Wan teased.

"To me, you’re that young, pretty girl."

"Haha, Ji Dongquan, did you coat your lips with honey?" Mi Wan laughed heartily, clearly pleased by Ji Dongquan’s sweet words.

"Why don’t you taste it, it’s likely my lips are sweet." Ji Dongquan leaned his handsome face towards Mi Wan.

"I’m going up." Mi Wan smiled, pushed away Ji Dongquan’s handsome face, then quickly opened the car door and hurriedly went into the building.

Watching her hurried figure, Ji Dongquan smiled happily, and only when Mi Wan’s figure disappeared from view did he start the car and leave.

Returning home after being out all night, Mi Wan felt quite uneasy; as a mother, it seemed a bit inappropriate.

"Wanwan, you’re back."

Upon entering the house, Mi Wan saw Fang Qingru and Mi Zhihong having lunch. Facing her mom’s inquiry, Mi Wan lowered her head guiltily and softly replied, "Yes."

"Have you eaten? Sit down and eat something?" Mi Zhihong said.

"I’ve eaten. You guys go ahead, don’t mind me."

Saying this, Mi Wan quickly walked into her room, not giving Fang Qingru a chance to gossip.

"This child, what’s going on with her and Ji? Shouldn’t she tell us?" Fang Qingru put down her bowl and complained to Mi Zhihong.

"Sigh, stop worrying so much. If Wanwan wants to tell you, she won’t hide it. If she doesn’t want to tell you, asking won’t get you anywhere. Besides, Ji is reliable; he won’t easily let Wanwan down." Mi Zhihong placed a piece of fish in Fang Qingru’s bowl, "Let’s eat."

After hearing this, Fang Qingru didn’t say more. Though curious, she mostly understood Mi Wan’s feelings, so as a mother, she chose to be considerate.

Mi Jing’s university professor, named Yang Di, was a well-known painter in Jin City. However, she was a late bloomer, persisting in her efforts for many years, only rising to fame after turning fifty. After a decade of accumulation, flowers and applause naturally followed, and she had many admirers and students. Mi Jing was among the last batch of students she taught.

The birthday banquet was set for noon at the professor’s home, with some social elites attending. To avoid embarrassing the professor, Mi Jing drove a Ferrari today. As she drove into the villa compound where the professor lived, her senior Qin Huiyi was already there, waiting for her at the villa entrance.

"Jing, not bad, this car is high-end and classy." Seeing Mi Jing step out of the car, Qin Huiyi quickly approached, looking amazed at the red Ferrari and joking with Mi Jing.

Mi Jing just smiled slightly, with no intent to show off.

Even though Mi Jing didn’t want to show off, Qin Huiyi was very curious and eagerly asked, "Jing, you said you got married, did you marry a rich guy?"

"Probably not rich, but definitely wealthy. I didn’t ask how much money he has, so I’m not sure." Qin Huiyi was two years older than Mi Jing and took care of her; the job of drawing illustrations for a magazine was introduced by Qin Huiyi. Therefore, Mi Jing was grateful to her and naturally spoke the truth without deliberately hiding anything.