The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 117: One old friend (in the dead of night)

After putting down her phone, she looked up at the clean ceiling, the man’s cool magnetic singing voice still faintly echoing in her ears. The line "That I love you more than life" was hauntingly stuck in her mind.

The lyrics were beautiful, but who knew how genuine the singer was.

...

Early in the morning, the fog dispersed.

In a high-end residential complex, third floor

"Old Bai, why are you pacing in the living room so early in the morning? What happened?" Old Madam Bai leaned against the wall as she walked out of the bedroom, seeing her husband’s restless demeanor, she asked with concern.

Old Master Bai quickly went up to help her sit down, "Why aren’t you resting in bed?"

"Lying down for too long, my old bones are about to fall apart." Having been bedridden for years, Old Madam Bai’s pale face revealed a smile, which inevitably made one feel distressed.

"Is there a guest coming today?"

Old Master Bai hummed in affirmation, and suddenly the doorbell rang.

Old Master Bai’s eyes lit up with joy, and he hurried to the door.

Upon opening it, a man dressed in loose black sportswear came into view.

Silver-black short hair tucked under the brim of a cap, a silver mask covering half his face, with scarlet lips curved into a faint smile.

"Are you Leng Yi?" Old Master Bai asked with a look of surprise, uncertain.

Leng Yi nodded, lifted the medicine box in his hand and shook it, his voice cold, "Here to repay a friend’s favor."

Hearing this, Old Master Bai pulled the door wide open for him, "Please come in."

Sitting on the sofa, Old Madam Bai looked at the man dressed in black, momentarily stunned, and subconsciously glanced at her husband.

"Old Bai, who is this?"

Old Master Bai walked over, speaking softly and gently, "This is Leng Yi, the one I mentioned to you before. He’s here to treat you today."

After saying this, he turned his head towards Leng Yi with a smile on his face, "Please take a seat, have some tea first."

Leng Yi thanked him and said, "I should check Old Madam Bai’s pulse first."

Putting down the medicine box, he took a seat beside Old Madam Bai.

Old Madam Bai extended her hand, her slender fingertips gently resting on her wrist.

During the pulse examination, Old Master Bai stood nearby, holding his breath, visibly anxious.

After a moment, Leng Yi withdrew his hand, and Old Master Bai looked at him tensely, "How is it, can she be treated?"

"It’s possible."

Opening the medicine box, he took out three small porcelain bottles and placed them on the table.

"Three times a day, two pills each time." After saying that, Leng Yi took a pen and paper and quickly scribbled down a list of herbs and their dosages.

"Prepare the medicine according to this prescription, and take it for a month before coming back to get a new one."

Old Master Bai eagerly took the prescription, thanking him repeatedly.

"Leng Yi, if you can cure my wife, just name your terms, anything within my ability."

Seeing Old Master Bai’s excitement, Leng Yi caught a glimpse of Old Madam Bai’s tender gaze and a faint smile graced his lips.

"I have been entrusted by someone, so it is only right that I cure Old Madam Bai."

He picked up the medicine box, ready to leave, "If there’s nothing else, I will take my leave now."

"It’s still early, why not stay for a simple meal?" Old Madam Bai invited.

Leng Yi responded, "No, some other time. I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll be leaving now."

Upon hearing this, Old Master Bai and his wife did not insist further and stood up to see him out.

Walking past a screen, Leng Yi’s eyes briefly scanned the picture frames on a nearby cabinet, pausing for a moment.

"Who is the person in that photo..."

Old Madam Bai followed his gaze, smiled, walked over to pick up the frame.

"This is the daughter of a friend, do you know her, Leng Yi?"

Leng Yi looked down, his gaze falling on the framed photo.

In the photo, the young woman holding onto Old Madam Bai was beautiful and clear-skinned, her fair complexion complemented by a light aqua dress, and her gentle eyes were like a lotus—tranquil and composed.

"An old acquaintance," Leng Yi moved his gaze away and spoke in a voice laced with unspeakable emotions.

"Lan Ning is a good kid in every way; it’s just that she’s too stubborn, alas..." Madame Bai sighed.

Leng Yi blinked, concealing the complexity in his eyes.

"Indeed stubborn," he muttered under his breath, the words dissolving into the air.

If she weren’t so stubborn, how could she confine herself to a loveless life because of a man who didn’t like her, and how could her beauty be such a frail thing.

"Mr. Bai, please excuse me. I’ll take my leave first,"

Without lingering, he quickened his pace and left.

... 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

VI Club

The private room, curtains drawn tightly shut.

The lights were on, and a black medical box lay carelessly on the table, next to which a mobile phone kept ringing.

Ye Jiuliang pushed open the door of the inner room while tying her long hair back.

She picked up the phone and answered; the man’s cheerful voice came through, "Boss, where are you? We’ve arrived in the capital."

A mischievous smile appeared on Ye Jiuliang’s lips, "Find a place to rest first, send me the address, and I’ll come find you."

After hanging up, she grabbed a mask and put it on, picked up her car keys, turned off the lights, and left.

By evening, the flow of customers at Jiangyue Restaurant had significantly increased.

Almost every seat was taken on both the first and second floors.

Going upstairs, she pushed open the door of the private room and heard laughter inside.

"Having quite a lively chat, I see."

Her cool voice interrupted, causing everyone at the dining table to suddenly turn their heads.

"Boss, you’re a bit slow to get here; didn’t ride a turtle, did you?" a young man teased.

"Boss, you have to drink a penalty of three glasses for that."

"Boss, with your capacity, three glasses isn’t enough. Everyone agrees, right?"

Ye Jiuliang removed her mask and walked over, while the others reached out their hands, laughing.

Clear high-fives, familiar and in perfect harmony.

"You’ve grown bolder in my absence?" Ye Jiuliang scanned them and cracked a smile.

"Boss, have a drink first," a young woman handed her a glass of alcohol, grinning, "Don’t mind them. Later, on the race track, you can take care of them."

"Hey, Baona, you can’t be this biased towards the boss. You’re our manager, you know," the youngest member of the team, Lin Yan, remarked.

"Don’t you know I’m all about the looks?" Baona turned her head to look at him, tossing her head arrogantly, "Which of you dares to compete with the boss in terms of looks?"

The crowd fell silent, "..."

They just weren’t in the same league!

Ye Jiuliang tilted her head back, downing her glass in one go.

"Come on, Boss, another one," Lin Yan eagerly poured her more.

Ye Jiuliang gave him a sideways glance, "Trying to get me drunk?"

The team captain, Xiang Tian, joined the teasing, "Boss, no one can get you drunk with that tolerance of yours. Come on, let’s all toast to the boss."

Including Baona, all nine team members took turns in toasting, and it sure was a challenge to drink that much.

Ye Jiuliang wasn’t afraid; it was rare for them to get together, so she accepted every drink they offered.

After three rounds of drinks, not a single dish on the table had been touched.

"Boss, we have a race the day after tomorrow. You must come," Xiang Tian said.

"Yeah, Boss, you really must come; otherwise, these guys won’t have the spirit to race. If we lose, it will be too embarrassing," Baona pulled out a VIP ticket from her pocket and handed it to Ye Jiuliang.

Ye Jiuliang took the ticket and smiled, "If you win, each of you gets a red envelope; if you lose, you all send me red envelopes."

At her words, the others exchanged glances, instantly ignited with fighting spirit.