Flash Marriage: Pampered by Mr.Bigshot

Chapter 170 - 169: If You Don’t Feed Me, I Will Eat You · Oct 13, 2026

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151 Chapter 151 - 150: Even without reason, keep making troubles 2026-10-13
152 Chapter 152 - 151: Evelyn Peary also has a ferocious side 2026-10-13
153 Chapter 153 - 152: I Don’t Want Something That’s Dirty 2026-10-13
154 Chapter 154 - 153: Young Master Peary Transforms Into a Resentful Woman From the Inner Chambers 2026-10-13
155 Chapter 155 - 154: Find Young Master Peary’s Weak Spot 2026-10-13
156 Chapter 156 - 155: The Boss Has a Very Bad Memory 2026-10-13
157 Chapter 157 - 156: Chatting About Nothing in Particular 2026-10-13
158 Chapter 158 - 157: Bro, Can You Fly? 2026-10-13
159 Chapter 159 - 158 Young Master Peary Comes to Catch Rabina Mitchell 2026-10-13
160 Chapter 160 - 159: Uncle Peary Gets Chatted Up 2026-10-13
161 Chapter 161 - 160: Asking Uncle Peary for his Phone Number 2026-10-13
162 Chapter 162 - 161: Witness the Ferocity of Fiona Sutton 2026-10-13
163 Chapter 163 - 162: Filling His Car with Pig Intestines 2026-10-13
164 Chapter 164 - 163: The Rabbit Dares to Propose a Divorce 2026-10-13
165 Chapter 165 - 164: Underneath That Star 2026-10-13
166 Chapter 166 - 165: What the Hell is Divorce? 2026-10-13
167 Chapter 167 - 166: What if we have a young master? 2026-10-13
168 Chapter 168 - 167: Sierra Wright Struck by Lightning 2026-10-13
169 Chapter 169 - 168: Wait for Uncle to Eat Full Before Flirting 2026-10-13
170 Chapter 170 - 169: If You Don’t Feed Me, I Will Eat You 2026-10-13
171 Chapter 171 - 170: Dumplings Handmade by the Little Rabbit 2026-10-13
172 Chapter 172 - 171: He Saw Her Pink Panties 2026-10-13
173 Chapter 173 - 172: I’ll Give You the Rest of the Night 2026-10-13
174 Chapter 174 - 173 This is my wife, by law 2026-10-13
175 Chapter 175 - 174: Who is the Wild Man You Seduced Again? 2026-10-13
176 Chapter 176 - 175: Spill Coffee All Over You 2026-10-13
177 Chapter 177 - 176: Tragic Alan Morgan 2026-10-13
178 Chapter 178 - 177: I Quit if She is Not Fired 2026-10-13
179 Chapter 179 - 178: Only One Person Would Make That Call 2026-10-13
180 Chapter 180 - 179: Do You Think I’m Blind? 2026-10-13
181 Chapter 181 - 180 - I’m Scolding Nia Mitchell’s Husband 2026-10-13
182 Chapter 182 - 181: Did She Scold You? 2026-10-13
183 Chapter 183 - 182: Call you my husband? Not a chance! 2026-10-13
184 Chapter 184 - 183: Revealing all of Uncle Peary’s Nicknames 2026-10-13
185 Chapter 185 - 184: The Little Rabbit Plays Trick 2026-10-13
186 Chapter 186 - 185: Have You Been Bullied? 2026-10-13
187 Chapter 187 - 186: Wordy Uncle Peary 2026-10-13
188 Chapter 188 - 187: Nia Mitchell, who do you think you are? 2026-10-13
189 Chapter 189 - 188: Are You Asking to Borrow Money from Me? 2026-10-13
190 Chapter 190 - 189: Look at How Pitiful I Am 2026-10-13
191 Chapter 191 - 190: I Won’t Go to the Dirty Feast 2026-10-13
192 Chapter 192 - 191: Little Sister-in-Law, Save Me! 2026-10-13
193 Chapter 193 - 192: The CEO is Angry 2026-10-13
194 Chapter 194 - 193: The Merger of Two Groups in the Secretary Department 2026-10-13
195 Chapter 195 - 194: Serving Tea and Water 2026-10-13
196 Chapter 196 - 195: Criticizing Rabina in Front of Uncle Peary 2026-10-13
197 Chapter 197 - 196: Go to the Financial Department to Settle the Bill and Get Lost 2026-10-13
198 Chapter 198 - 197: Everyone Has a Gossiping Heart 2026-10-13
199 Chapter 199 - 198: What Relationship Did You Rely On to Get In? 2026-10-13
200 Chapter 200 - 199: Clean up and climb into bed 2026-10-13

Chapter 170: Chapter 169: If You Don’t Feed Me, I Will Eat You

Nia Mitchell puffed her cheeks, looking like a feisty little lion sitting on Maxwell Peary’s lap, her fur practically bristling.

”Oh, getting bolder now, are we?” Maxwell Peary pinched her plump cheeks.

”Indeed,” Nia Mitchell admitted frankly. Hmph, what could he do about it?

Maxwell Peary shook his head. ”I’m hungry,” he said very seriously.

Nia Mitchell rolled her eyes, pouting her lips, a mischievous glint in them. ”Then compliment me, and I’ll give you the lunchbox.”

Oh, is Rabina pushing her luck today!?

”If you don’t feed me, I’ll eat you!”

Suddenly, Maxwell Peary swept Nia Mitchell up by the waist with a WHOOSH and headed towards the Waiting Room.

”Ah! No, no, no! I was wrong, I was wrong! I’ll feed you.” Nia Mitchell’s little feet kicked in fright as she hurriedly held up the lunchbox to block his view.

At that moment, she really did look like a little rabbit—lively and active, but also somewhat startled.

He wanted to give her two long rabbit ears and a vast expanse of land where she could hop around freely.

”Do you really know you were wrong?” Maxwell Peary stopped, still holding her horizontally in his arms.

Seeing him stop, Nia Mitchell immediately nodded furiously. Of course! If she didn’t behave now, was she going to wait until she was punished on the spot to admit her mistake?

”It’s good that you know you were wrong. However, Uncle isn’t full yet and doesn’t have the energy to handle you.”

Maxwell Peary, having gotten his way yet still playing coy, spoke in a low, hoarse voice that was enough to make anyone blush.

Nia Mitchell playfully pounded Maxwell Peary’s chest. This man was such a tease, always provoking her until her little face turned bright red.

”You’re being so improper! Hurry up, look at the time! Lunch is about to get cold.”

Nia Mitchell wiggled her little feet. She was still being held by him. The feeling of her paws not being able to touch the ground was actually quite wonderful.

He turned, carried her back to the sofa, and took the lunchbox from her hands.

”Let me open it.”

Nia Mitchell quickly reached out with a SMACK, stopping Maxwell Peary from opening the lunchbox, her whole body protectively leaning over it.

Giving him a big smile, Nia Mitchell opened it with a flourish.

”TA-DA! Dumplings! They’re beef-filled, you know. I made them.”

Nia Mitchell observed Maxwell Peary’s expression expectantly, anticipating his smile, his approval, his praise.

Her bright, limpid eyes were fixed on his face, trying her best to see a different reaction from him.

But, to no avail...

Maxwell Peary’s expression was one of the world’s unsolved mysteries.

She was incapable of deciphering his expression. As for knowing his thoughts, hmph, perhaps in her next life.

”You made these?” Maxwell Peary finally spoke after a long moment.

Only he himself knew how much emotion was suppressed behind those three plain words.

Growing up, no one had ever made dumplings specifically for him.

As he became more successful and rose higher, it was as if he became increasingly disconnected from ordinary life.

He hadn’t felt that he needed such things.

That included his mother.

And even that sister of his.

”Yes, I made every single one in here. Though, the filling was prepared by the chef in the kitchen,” she said, sticking out her tongue playfully before taking out chopsticks and offering them to him.

Maxwell Peary sat there quietly, not moving. He stared at the chopsticks that had been placed before him, his gaze growing increasingly fervent.

He was a little afraid, afraid that his hand would tremble if he reached out.

Wouldn’t that be embarrassing?

”Uncle? What’s wrong? Don’t you like them?”

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