The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 22 - 0, Master Jiu climbs over the wall at midnight
"Master."
Aren called softly.
Miss Jiuliang clearly had no affection for the Ye Family, which made the task of transcribing the family rules only more likely to provoke her displeasure.
"No need for further words, send someone to keep an eye on the entrance to Jing Pavilion," said Ye Jiuliang’s grandfather with a cold face, knowing what Aren was about to say.
"And don’t forget to send her meals along later."
Aren, "Yes."
Off to the side, Ye Yan and the others listened, feeling somewhat dissatisfied.
Every youngster in the family had been punished, but the old master had never had meals sent to any of them.
It was truly the height of favoritism.
They just didn’t understand what made Ye Jiuliang, that profligate, superior to them.
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Jing Pavilion
Ye Jiuliang sat in a chair, legs crossed on the table, looking utterly relaxed.
"What a ridiculous set of family rules, so boring," she muttered, casually flipping through the yellowed pages of the book in her hand.
Closing the book and tossing it onto the table, she turned her head to look at the bright moon hanging in the night sky, the corners of her lips curving up.
"Open the door." She looked at the locked door and curled her lips.
The heavy wooden door was pushed open, revealing two tall and muscular guards outside.
"Miss Jiuliang, the old master said you have to finish copying the family rules before you can leave," said one of the guards, with an expressionless face.
Ye Jiuliang crossed her arms and looked at them with a mocking smile, "Is that so?"
"Miss Jiuliang, please don’t make things difficult for us," the other guard said respectfully.
Ye Jiuliang pinched her fingertips and snapped her fingers; the two guards looked up at her, confused.
"Miss Jiuliang, you..."
The man had just started speaking when his eyes suddenly became vacant.
"You haven’t seen anything, Ye Jiuliang has been inside copying the family rules the whole time, and that is the answer for anyone who asks, understand?" Ye Jiuliang’s eyes, clear like colored glass, sparkled with fragments of light, and her cold voice came as if from a great distance, bewitching the mind.
"Yes," the two guards nodded with blank expressions.
Ye Jiuliang curved her lips, stepping past them, "Keep the door closed tightly."
"Yes."
As if they were puppets on strings, the guards obediently closed the door.
The night was still, and the stars twinkled with a faint light.
After dinner, the old master of the Li Family gathered everyone in the living room to discuss the marriage alliance between the Li and Ye families.
"Jingjie, what do you think about the engagement?" the old master of the Li Family asked Li Jingjie warmly.
A quick flash of sharpness crossed Li Jingjie’s eyes, and he smiled slightly, "Xinxin and I have agreed that the engagement date can be discussed by grandfather and Master Ye; we have no objections."
Hearing this, the elder Mr. Li’s eyes held a newfound appreciation as he stroked his silver-white beard, "Good, I’ll go talk to Mr. Ye about this in the next few days."
"Dad, since our two families are about to be united by marriage, it’s time to invite the Ye family over for a meal. What do you think?" The woman seated next to Li Jingjie suddenly spoke up.
The woman, named Weng Lan, was dressed in a purple gown, her black hair elegantly done up in a bun secured with a white jade pin. A touch of makeup couldn’t conceal the fine lines at the corners of her eyes, but her movements still carried the grace of a noble lady from a distinguished family.
The elder Mr. Li nodded, "I was thinking the same. Once we’re done with Mohan’s birthday banquet preparations, it should be about time for us to have a meal together with the Ye family."
When the birthday banquet was mentioned, Li Jingjie and the others glanced at Li Mochan, who was sitting not far away.
Dressed in black, his aura was cool and noble. As his gaze lifted slightly, the younger members of the family, including Li Jingxuan, quickly diverted their eyes, not daring to meet his stare.
"Mohan, what’s with the injury on your hand?" The elder Mr. Li turned to his youngest son, his words filled with affection and gentleness.
Li Mochan replied indifferently, "It’s nothing serious, just a scratch."
Accustomed to his icy tone, the elder Mr. Li didn’t mind, "Mohan, would you like to take a look at the invitations for your birthday banquet?"
"No need, you can handle it," Li Mochan said, his gaze drifting over his injured finger, a beaming smile involuntarily coming to mind.
It would be quite interesting if that little rascal could come to the birthday party.
"Grandfather, maybe you should send individual invitations to the Ye family to avoid having that annoying Ye Jiuliang tag along," Li Jingxuan, still holding a grudge from the cafeteria incident, suggested.
Before she had finished speaking, a chill swept over everyone as if they had been plunged into an ice cellar.
Without needing to think, they knew the source of this sudden coldness.
Li Mochan’s eyes narrowed slightly, frost gathering at the corners as he spoke with piercing precision, "Among the younger Ye family members, Ye Jiuliang is the most favored by Mr. Ye. Are you implying that you want Mr. Ye to form a biased opinion against the Li family and have our alliance through marriage fall through?"
No one had expected Li Mochan to challenge her so suddenly, making the atmosphere so oppressive it was hard to breathe.
Although Li Mochan was not much younger than Li Jingjie, his word was absolute authority in the Li family, and usually even the elder Mr. Li mostly agreed with him.
This kind of deterrence was something not even Li Shaohui, the eldest of the Li family, possessed. People in their circle were well aware that within the Li family, Li Mochan’s position was above his older brother Li Shaohui, and even though Li Shaohui controlled more than half of the Li family’s assets, he still had to give Li Mochan his due respect.
Li Jingxuan’s face turned ashen, her lips trembling, "Uncle, I didn’t mean it that way, I..." Her voice was hoarse, and she was almost about to cry.
"Mohan, Xuan’er is still young and didn’t think before she spoke. I’ll make sure to discipline her more in the future. You’re her elder, so don’t hold it against her," Weng Lan said with a gentle smile, trying to smooth things over.
Li Mochan’s brows furrowed slightly, his cool gaze sweeping over Li Jingqi and Li Jingxuan, "In the future, don’t intentionally cause trouble or provoke others in Beisen. I don’t have the patience to clean up your messes. If it happens again, you’ll leave Beisen." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦
Li Jingqi and Li Jingxuan had both clashed with Ye Jiuliang, and the Li family was well aware of it—however, they hadn’t expected Li Mochan to suddenly issue them a warning.
Immediately, Weng Lan tugged at Li Jingxuan’s sleeve. Understanding the cue, Li Jingxuan quickly stood up and stuttered, "Understood, Uncle, I won’t dare to do it again."
At the other end, Li Jingqi also got up and promised, "I understand too, Uncle, it won’t happen again."
Li Mochan shifted his gaze away indifferently, and both Li Jingxuan and Li Jingqi sighed in relief, their resentment towards Ye Jiuliang deepening.
"By the way, Sister-in-law, when will Big Brother be back? Jingjie’s engagement is a significant event, and he can’t be absent," Fang Hui asked with a cheerful smile.
Mentioning Li Shaohui, tenderness filled Weng Lan’s eyes, "I spoke to him a few days ago, he should be back in a couple of days."
Fang Hui found the happy smile on her face somewhat irritating.
Uninterested in Li Jingjie’s marriage matters, Li Mochan stood up and left first.
The evening breeze blew by, filling the air with the fragrance of flowers.
"The Li family’s grounds are quite nice." Ye Jiuliang leapt down from atop the wall, using the vast peach grove to conceal his presence.
