The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 20 - 0, Assassination en route

A cold, ethereal fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose, and Ye Jiuliang narrowed her eyes, "So what?"

Silence fell, and the air seemed to solidify, resulting in a tense standoff.

After a while, Li Mochan glanced sideways and took a step back.

Seeing that he wasn’t blocking her anymore, Ye Jiuliang didn’t think too much and picked up her helmet to put it on.

"Be careful."

The man’s cold shout came, and before Ye Jiuliang could react, a forceful power tugged at her wrist and yanked her away.

"Bang—" Without support, the motorcycle tilted and heavily crashed onto the ground.

Along with it, the helmet rolled a distance away.

"Thud—" Her smooth forehead collided with the man’s solid chest, causing Ye Jiuliang slight pain as the man’s mellow voice came from above her head.

"There’s danger. Get in the car first."

Upon hearing his words, Ye Jiuliang caught a glimpse of the hidden dart in Li Mochan’s hand and a trace of coldness swept across her eyes.

It seemed likely that their attackers were specifically targeting her.

"Master, get in the car," Wei Bei quickly got into the vehicle.

Li Mochan opened the car door and pushed Ye Jiuliang in first.

"Hey, Li Mochan, you..."

Ye Jiuliang stumbled and, turning her head, saw the man follow and sit in the car.

"Bang—" The car door closed, shielding them from the bullets pouring like rain.

"Bang bang bang—" The car started and shot out like a wild horse that had broken free.

It was only after they had driven a distance away that Wei Bei slowed the car down.

In the back seat, the atmosphere was slightly chilly.

Being ambushed halfway indicated that those behind the attack came prepared. Could it be someone from the Mei Organization?

Ye Jiuliang touched her chin, deep in thought.

"Scared?" His low voice resonated beside her ear. Ye Jiuliang tilted her head to meet the man’s eyes, which held an imperceptible concern, and her lips curved slightly.

"Yeah, I got scared. Why don’t you comfort me with a few words?"

Her ability to joke indicated she was fine. Li Mochan withdrew his gaze, reverting to his usual silence.

"Mr. Li, may I take a look at that hidden dart?" The girl’s pale hand reached out, fingers spread.

Li Mochan’s expression remained indifferent. "I threw it away."

Ye Jiuliang couldn’t help but laugh, teasingly saying, "Mr. Li is actually capable of lying, huh?"

All of a sudden, she leaned in close, placing her hand on his wrist.

"Sit properly." Li Mochan frowned, his large hand retracting backwards.

Unable to pull him, Ye Jiuliang’s eyes shifted and she promptly lay on his lap. "If you won’t show it to me, I won’t get up."

Their conversation wasn’t whispered, and Wei Bei, who heard everything from the front, shook his hand on the steering wheel upon seeing Ye Jiuliang’s actions through the rearview mirror.

"..."

Was Ye Jiuliang openly flirting with his master?

Li Mochan’s usually indifferent expression cracked slightly, his ear tips showing hints of a suspicious flush.

"Get up."

His sparingly used words sounded even more somber.

Ye Jiuliang, noticing the slight redness on his ears, let her smile spread wider.

Could it be that Li Mochan could feel embarrassment?

Interesting, fun.

"Ye Jiuliang." Li Mochan sounded slightly annoyed.

"Present." Ye Jiuliang responded, her fingers quickly reaching for his hand.

Li Mochan was unguarded, effortlessly outmaneuvered by her.

"Li Mochan, your hand..." Ye Jiuliang lowered her gaze to see his fingers holding the dart turn black, her expression changing abruptly.

The hidden dart was poisoned.

She looked up at Wei Bei, "Do you have tissues?"

Wei Bei had also noticed Li Mohan’s darkening fingers and quickly stopped the car, rummaging for tissues to hand to Ye Jiuliang.

Ye Jiuliang pulled out a tissue and wrapped up the poisoned dart.

"The dart is poisonous; you should go to the hospital right away," she suggested.

"Do you know medicine?" Li Mohan asked, his voice betraying no emotion.

Ye Jiuliang internally cursed her slip-up and replied calmly, "Just the basics. I have a friend overseas who studies medicine; I occasionally join them for gathering herbs. I know a little."

Li Mohan cast his gaze downward but didn’t press her for more details.

At the driver’s seat, Wei Bei sent a message to Wei Nan, then hurriedly drove off.

Poisoning was not something that could wait.

"Do you feel unwell anywhere?" Ye Jiuliang asked, her warm voice inquiring as she glanced at his cut finger.

"Are we heading back to Beisen?" He responded with a seemingly unrelated question.

Ye Jiuliang, "???"

This guy has got to be kidding, missing the point.

Poisoned and he’s still mulling over that?

He must be the one who’s toxic.

She lifted her head to meet his deep, dark eyes, and the words on her lips suddenly changed, "Let’s go back, happy now?"

In the end, she added, "Thank you for today."

Even though she wouldn’t have been in danger without him, after all, he was poisoned while saving her; it seemed she owed him a favor.

Li Mohan’s expression relaxed slightly, his lips curving into a small smile.

Ye Jiuliang examined the dart closely; it was silver and ordinary, with no symbols or patterns.

Trying to find any clues from this dart seemed like a long shot.

Suddenly, a large hand took the dart from her, and a magnetic voice flowed out, "It’s dangerous. Don’t touch it."

"Heh."

His serious tone made her laugh. Leaning against the car window, Ye Jiuliang looked at him, her smile radiant.

Somehow, she found Li Mohan quite charming.

Before they knew it, the car entered Beisen Academy.

Wei Nan was already waiting at the office door and hurriedly approached as the elevator doors opened.

"Master."

Li Mohan grunted in acknowledgment; Wei Nan glanced at the girl following Li Mohan with a flicker of surprise in his eyes.

Could this be Ye Jiuliang, the one Wei Bei mentioned?

The group entered the office; Ye Jiuliang made herself comfortable, pulled up a chair, and watched as Wei Nan administered the antidote and applied medicine to Li Mohan’s wound.

A sharp dagger emitted a cold gleam as it sliced through Li Mohan’s darkened finger.

Droplets of dark blood fell onto the immaculate floor, and a barely perceptible strange scent reached Ye Jiuliang, darkening her gaze.

The scent of the Poisonous Python Grass.

Heh, how interesting.

Wei Nan took out a small porcelain bottle and tilted it over Li Mohan’s wound; white powder touched the cut and was instantly absorbed.

"This hemostatic medicine is quite good," Ye Jiuliang commented with a tap of her foot, smilingly.

Offhandedly, Li Mohan glanced her way, "You like it?"

Ye Jiuliang laughed lightly, "What, are you offering it to me?"

"To you," he said, taking the porcelain bottle from Wei Nan and handing it to her.

"..."

A twitch ran across Wei Nan’s face.

That was the shadow on his psyche right there.

He turned to look at Wei Bei, who shrugged; after what he had seen in the car just now, such behavior from Li Mohan didn’t surprise him anymore.

Ye Jiuliang, too, was surprised at first, but then she laughed, "No thanks, I can’t accept Master Li’s possessions. I hate being in someone’s debt more than anything."

At her words, Li Mohan’s brows furrowed slightly, gripping the porcelain bottle a bit tighter.

"Don’t want it?"

Ye Jiuliang chuckled and stood up, pushing up her sleeves, "I’m not injured. Why would I need it? You should worry about your own wound. I’m leaving now."

As she was about to leave, Li Mohan almost subconsciously asked, "Where to now?"

"Heading home. My grandfather must be on the verge of a heart attack after hearing that I skipped class. If I don’t get back soon, I’ll probably face family discipline," Ye Jiuliang said with an air of nonchalance and a laugh.

Wei Bei couldn’t help wanting to laugh, noting that she had some self-awareness.