The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 142, Borrow your sofa for a moment (first update)
"Didn’t get enough to eat at the celebration banquet tonight?" he asked.
Ye Jiuliang hummed a response, "I had a little."
"Wait here." Li Mochan handed her the game controller and then turned to leave.
Late into the night, the servants had all gone to rest.
In the darkness, a tall figure stepped silently into the kitchen.
The incandescent light came on, and the gentle clink of pots and pans filled the air.
Soon, a fragrant aroma wafted out.
"Who’s in the kitchen?" The housekeeper, passing by the kitchen and seeing the light on, approached curiously.
Under the light, the tall figure stood erect and aloof.
"M-Master Mohan?" The housekeeper was dumbfounded.
Was he dreaming? The Master Mohan was actually cooking?
Li Mochan glanced at him and then turned his gaze back to the pot.
"Master Mohan, if you would like something to eat, I can have someone come and make it for you. Please don’t burn yourself," Guan Jing pleaded anxiously.
Turning off the heat, Li Mochan took out a large bowl, "No need."
The housekeeper watched his fluent movements, utterly flabbergasted.
Was this really their Master Mohan?
Could it be someone had switched places with him?
Before he could regain his composure, Li Mochan had already walked out of the kitchen with a tray.
Back in the bedroom, Li Mochan saw the figure curled up on the couch; his icy gaze suddenly softened.
"It smells so good." Smelling the scent, Ye Jiuliang turned her face, her eyes sparkling as she stared at Li Mochan.
More precisely, she was staring at what he was holding in his hand.
She quickly got up and moved beside him, seeing the food on the tray, the fragrant seafood noodles, and licked her lips hungrily.
She asked him, "Didn’t you say you were going to grab some snacks?"
"It’s too late for snacks. You should eat less of those," Li Mochan said.
Ye Jiuliang asked, "Did you make this?"
Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, neither confirming nor denying.
Placing the tray on the table, Ye Jiuliang very consciously sat down on the carpet and graciously thanked him with a smile in her eyes.
"Thank you, Master Mohan."
Li Mochan watched her eyes curve into crescent moons and his lips formed a brilliant smile.
Ye Jiuliang picked up the chopsticks and slurped a mouthful; the noodles were chewy and particularly delicious.
She narrowed her eyes contentedly, admitting that Li Mochan’s culinary skills were truly unsurpassed; she couldn’t hold a candle to him.
"Is it good?" Li Mochan asked, propping his chin with one hand and watching the girl eat, his gaze profound.
Ye Jiuliang nodded repeatedly, her mouth sweetly uttering, "Not even a five-star hotel can match Master Mohan’s cooking."
Li Mochan said, "Let me have a taste."
"There’s only one pair of chopsticks and one spoon," she said, taking a sip of the soup, her lips glistening invitingly.
He laughed, "I don’t mind."
Ye Jiuliang scoffed and passed him the chopsticks.
"You feed me, I want to drink the soup," Li Mochan said, his eyes burning as he looked at the spoon in her hand.
Upon hearing this, Ye Jiuliang nearly dropped her chopsticks.
"Don’t you have hands?" she asked.
"I cut a little nick on my hand while making noodles for you." As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, showing a shallow cut indeed on his index finger.
Ye Jiuliang looked at the almost negligible little cut, feeling exasperated.
The head of Dark Hall was making a fuss over such a minor scratch?
"I’m not feeding you, eat it or not," she bluntly refused, then focused back on eating her noodles.
Suddenly, the man beside her caught her wrist, and the spoon in her hand moved towards him.
"Hey, Li Mochan, that’s mine," Ye Jiuliang fumed, her delicate face puffing up in anger.
Li Mochan bent down, guiding her hand to bring the spoon to his lips, and in her exasperated gaze, he drank the soup from the spoon.
"The taste is indeed not bad," he said with a smile.
Ye Jiuliang wrested her hand free, inwardly complaining about his childishness.
Suddenly remembering something, Ye Jiuliang’s lips curved into a faint smile, "Since when does Master Mohan like to do good deeds anonymously, hm?"
Li Mochan didn’t react at first, "Hmm?"
"The celebration banquet," she reminded him.
Li Mochan smirked, "Change-of-address fee."
"What?" Now it was Ye Jiuliang’s turn to be puzzled.
Li Mochan stretched out his hand and pinched her cheek, "Figure it out yourself."
Ye Jiuliang’s exquisite eyes widened with confusion.
Change-of-address fee?
Could it be...
She had a flash of insight, then rolled her eyes at Li Mochan.
Is being called "sister-in-law" that much of an honor?
That’s really enough.
After finishing the late-night snack, Ye Jiuliang let out a satisfied sigh.
She stretched lazily, grabbed the game controller, and pulled Li Mochan into playing games with her.
After two rounds, sleepiness washed over her.
Ye Jiuliang yawned, barely able to keep her eyelids open.
In a daze, she was instantly defeated.
She dropped the game controller and glanced out the window; the rain poured nonstop, "Li Fifth Master, I’m borrowing your sofa for the night."
With that, she turned over and lay down on the sofa.
Li Mochan turned his head and saw the girl curled up on the sofa, and chuckled, "There’s a bed over there."
Ye Jiuliang, with her back to him, replied, "No need, this is quite nice."
"How about I rent you half the bed?" Li Mochan sat at the edge of the sofa, twirling a strand of her hair around his finger.
Sensing his movements, Ye Jiuliang looked up and swatted his hand away, "No, I can’t afford it."
He leaned in closer, "Scared?" 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
"Provocation doesn’t work on me," Ye Jiuliang said with half-closed eyes, drowsy.
Seeing that she was really sleepy, Li Mochan laughed lightly and stopped teasing her.
He got up and walked away, only to return with a blanket after a short while. The girl on the sofa was already asleep.
Unconsciously, Ye Jiuliang had gradually let down her guard around Li Mochan without even realizing it.
He gently covered her with the blanket, and Li Mochan adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner with the remote control.
After he finished, he sat back down on the carpet, propping his head with one hand, his deep eyes reflecting the peaceful sleeping face of the girl.
...
After losing the game, Li Mochan still granted Ye Jiuliang leave.
No choice, one’s own cub must be indulged.
At the airport, it was bustling with people.
Ye Jiuliang woke up late and arrived at the airport just as Xiang Tian and the others had.
"Boss, why didn’t sister-in-law come with you?" Gao Yang, seeing Ye Jiuliang alone, asked with a grin.
Ye Jiuliang gave them a sidelong glance, her voice lazy, "Looking for a beating this early in the morning?"
"Boss, did you have a fight with sister-in-law?" Lin Yan’s face had gradually healed after a few days’ rest and the medicine Ye Jiuliang provided.
"Then how about this, let him go with you, and I’ll go back to catch up on some sleep," Ye Jiuliang grumbled. She didn’t know how Li Mochan had bought them over; they were all talking about him non-stop.
Baona laughed softly, "Alright now, let’s stop teasing and board the plane."
Once on the plane, everyone found their seats and settled down.
Ye Jiuliang pushed her cap down, planning to catch up on sleep.
Suddenly, someone sat down in the seat next to her.
She tilted her head and squinted over.
Even with sunglasses on, he couldn’t hide his picturesque brows and eyes.
Instantly, her sleepiness was chased away.
Ye Jiuliang sat up suddenly, her reaction animated as her cap fell off her head.
"How are you here?"
The man removed his sunglasses, revealing those enchanting black eyes, taking in her astounded reaction.
He chuckled lightly, "Cub, what a coincidence."
