The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 51 - 0, it’s because your husbands are too willful (fourth update)

Chapter 51: 051, it’s because your husbands are too willful (fourth update)

"Hello, Li Mochan..."

Ye Jiuliang looked at the man’s retreating figure in utter confusion. She hadn’t offended him, had she?

What on earth was he angry about?

After getting into the car, Li Mochan rolled up the window, his features exuding a cold aura.

Ye Jiuliang walked over and, seeing the tightly closed window, touched her nose. He really was angry. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

She turned to look not far away; the two elders were deep in conversation, not paying any attention to them.

"Knock knock—"

The car window was tapped twice.

Li Mochan glanced sideways, a pale handprint marked the window.

Without guessing, he knew who it was.

After a long wait without the window being rolled down and the sun beating down hotly, Ye Jiuliang withdrew her hand and turned to leave.

Almost at the same time, the window rolled down.

The scorching sun was still unable to melt the frost in the man’s eyes, and his chiseled features seemed encased in a layer of ice.

Hearing the noise, Ye Jiuliang turned back.

Meeting his gaze, she quirked her lips into a smile and fished a lollipop from her pocket, offering it to him.

"Here."

Master Jiu’s first move in placating someone: offer candy.

Still sulking, Li Mochan glanced at the lollipop she was holding out but did not reach for it, speaking in a chilly voice, "Too sweet."

"..."

Ye Jiuliang couldn’t help but chuckle.

"Then why didn’t you find the lollipop too sweet last time I gave you one?"

Li Mochan remained silent, not glancing away.

"Li Mochan, are you angry?" Ye Jiuliang stepped forward, resting her arms on the window, and leaned over slightly with her slender body.

"No."

The response was still as sparing as gold.

Ye Jiuliang curled her lip; he was clearly angry.

She withdrew her hand and stuffed it into her trouser pocket. "If you’re not, that’s good. Then I’ll be going."

That saved her a lollipop.

Bereft of warmth, the atmosphere inside the car turned freezing cold.

A chill permeated the air.

The driver, seated behind the wheel, was stiff.

He kept his head down, even slowing his breathing.

Being a chauffeur these days wasn’t easy.

Li Mochan watched as the girl truly walked away without a backward glance, dark clouds churning tumultuously in the depths of his pitch-black eyes.

Little brat!

...

City S

As the night fell, the city lights began their faint, opulent glow.

Having shot night scenes for several days, Ji Mingqian returned from the set without having had dinner, took a bath, and fell asleep.

It wasn’t until his manager came knocking that he slowly awoke.

"I knew you definitely wouldn’t have had dinner," Chen Xin said, looking at the sleepy-eyed person who answered the door, immediately guessing that he’d just woken up.

"Come in."

Ji Mingqian ran his fingers through his messy hair and walked into the house.

Chen Xin closed the door and set down the takeaway she’d brought on the table. "I’ve brought you some food; eat something first."

She turned to look at the man sitting on the sofa: his hair slightly tousled, his dark eyes half-closed, and even in a bathrobe, there was a cinematographic quality to him.

Tsk, he could live off his good looks if he wanted to.

Ji Mingqian rubbed the bridge of his nose, pouring himself a glass of water to drink.

"What time are we leaving tomorrow?"

"I was just about to discuss this with you. There’s been a sudden issue at the set, and the shooting might slow down, so you can take a break tomorrow and join the set the day after tomorrow," Chen Xin said, handing him chopsticks.

Ji Mingqian uttered a bland "Hmm" and started eating.

"Big Boss, you haven’t posted on Weibo for a while. How about giving your fans a treat today, post a photo to show some presence?" Chen Xin watched his elegant eating habits and tentatively suggested.

"Not posting."

Without a second thought, Ji Mingqian immediately rejected the idea.

"..."

Chen Xin sighed helplessly.

Dear millions of fans, it wasn’t for lack of trying on her part, but your "husband" was just too willful.

She took out her phone and quietly browsed Weibo, waiting for the Big Boss to finish eating before discussing work.

Ji Mingqian took a couple of bites, replied to a message from Chu Chen on his phone, and then continued eating attentively.

Suddenly, a wave of screams erupted nearby.

"Ah—"

Chen Xin held her phone, her eyes brimming with hearts, as she smiled like a love-struck fool.

"Jiang, the male god, is so handsome."

Ji Mingqian leaned back, feeling like his eardrums were under assault.

"Stop."

The cold voice was like a bucket of ice water splashed in her face.