The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 65 - 0, Your life is really so boring (second update)

Chapter 65: 065, Your life is really so boring (second update)

"So much?" she exclaimed, smacking her lips, "Is it all for me?"

Li Mochan hummed in affirmation.

Ye Jiuliang crouched down, picked up the snacks from the table to look them over, and smiled up at him, her eyes curving into crescents, "Master Li, I’ve noticed you’re looking even more handsome today."

Even though it was a compliment, Li Mochan still found it very pleasant to the ear.

"Do you have hot water here?" she asked.

Thinking she wanted to drink water, Li Mochan stood up, "The water dispenser is in the kitchen, I’ll go pour you some."

"Eh, no need, just tell me where the kitchen is," Ye Jiuliang pushed him back down onto the sofa. Although she already knew the place well, she still had to keep up appearances.

Li Mochan looked at her with an inquisitive gaze and pointed in a direction, "Over there."

"Okay, wait here for me, and don’t follow," Ye Jiuliang instructed, not taking two steps before turning back to look at him, as if hiding a little secret.

The more she acted like this, the more curious Li Mochan became about what was in that bag.

After waiting five minutes, Li Mochan couldn’t hold back anymore.

He lightened his footsteps, sneaking up to the kitchen.

A faint fragrance wafted from the kitchen, and his eyes slightly lifted, his gaze flowing with a hint of gentle ripples.

The little wolf cub can actually cook?

Just then, Ye Jiuliang walked out.

Seeing Li Mochan, she teased, "Master Li sure is curious."

Li Mochan’s eyes fell on what she was holding in her hands, his eyebrows slightly furrowing, "Is this what you went out to buy just now?"

Ye Jiuliang gave a smirk, "A thank you for the snacks." It might seem a bit casual, but there was nothing she could do, she didn’t know how to cook, she just had to make do.

Li Mochan laughed dryly, stepping forward and extending his hand to take the steaming instant noodles, "Give it to me, don’t burn yourself."

"Have you ever eaten instant noodles before?" Ye Jiuliang asked curiously.

Li Mochan shook his head.

"Really?" Ye Jiuliang was surprised.

Li Mochan set down the instant noodles, "Why would I lie to you?"

"Li Mochan, your life is really quite dull," Ye Jiuliang clicked her tongue and sat down cross-legged on the soft carpet.

Seeing this, Li Mochan also sat on the carpet with her.

"This box of pork ribs flavor isn’t spicy, for you." Remembering his reaction to eating the hot and sour rice noodles last time, she dared not give him anything spicy again.

He might think she was trying to murder him.

Li Mochan watched her hand him a fork, his lips involuntarily curling up slightly.

On the other side, Ye Jiuliang had already started to eat.

"Why are you looking at me? The noodles will get mushy," she urged.

Watching the girl eating with slightly flushed lips, Li Mochan’s eyes gradually deepened, unable to withstand her urging, he also tried a few bites.

After eating, he found the taste to be quite acceptable.

"Isn’t it delicious?" Ye Jiuliang’s gaze gleamed as she looked at him, her expression begging for praise, making Li Mochan laugh.

With a flick of his finger, he lightly tapped her forehead, "Just one box of instant noodles as a thank-you gift, aren’t I getting the short end of the stick?"

His magnetic voice was low and deep, the rising inflection at the end carried a hint of seductive hoarseness.

"I can only make instant noodles." Ye Jiuliang retorted with full conviction, aside from Achen, the three of them were all hopeless in the kitchen.

Strictly speaking, Aqian was even more of a klutz. His cooking was pretty much synonymous with blowing up the kitchen.

Li Mochan chuckled lightly, and Ye Jiuliang glared at him with a stern yet tender look, "What’s so funny? It’s not as if you know how to cook."

Stopping the laughter, Li Mochan asked calmly, "How do you know I can’t?"

"You can?" Shouldn’t the lord of the Dark Hall be someone whose fingers remain untainted by the spring water of household chores?

Never having cooked before, Master Li spoke confidently, "What if I can?"

"I don’t believe it." Ye Jiuliang shook her head.

Li Mochan didn’t explain further; instead, he had already scheduled learning to cook in his heart.

"It’s still early; want to play a game?" Wanting to spend more time with the young wolf cub, Li Mochan suggested playing a game.

Ye Jiuliang’s eyes sparkled, "Sure."

Li Mochan got up, "Wait here, I’ll go upstairs to get the game disc."

Ye Jiuliang nodded and began to search through the small snacks on the table.

Suddenly, the mobile phone on the table rang.

It was Li Mochan’s phone.

Ye Jiuliang glanced at it; there was just a string of numbers without any contact name.

The continuous buzzing vibration seemed to insist it wouldn’t stop until answered.

Hearing footsteps, she turned her head toward the staircase, "Master Li, your phone is ringing."

Li Mochan walked over with steady steps and placed the box he was holding on the carpet, "Pick any game you want."

"The way you say that, why do I sense you’ve already decided that I’ll lose?" Ye Jiuliang swept a gaze over the full box of game discs, saying with a half-smile.

Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, "Really?"

Not going to argue with him; she would see soon enough, "Just answer your phone."

Li Mochan curved his lips and picked up the phone. The moment he saw the number on the screen, there was a fleeting look in his eyes as he walked aside to answer the call.

"Grandma."

"You little brat, so you still remember you have a grandma! Running back from the States and not even a call to let me know, I always knew people dislike the elderly... " The voice of the elderly woman rambled on through the phone, steeped in melancholy.

This same old speech, nearly a bimonthly event, Li Mochan was used to it. He held the phone a bit further away.

After speaking for a while, the elderly woman grew a bit tired and her once forceful voice quieted down somewhat. Only then did Li Mochan bring the phone closer to his ear.

He spoke evenly, "Grandma, it’s late; you should rest."

After a lot of talking, she was met with this lukewarm response. Madam Jiang, the elderly lady, became so infuriated that her forehead creased into wrinkles.

This ungrateful kid. He was raised in vain.

She pressed the phone off sharply, decisively hanging up.

"Doot doot doot..."

Li Mochan pursed his lips. It was the first time the old lady hung up so quickly; it was quite unusual.

On the other side, Master Jiu was already enjoying himself, immersed in the game.

"Have you chosen one?"

Li Mochan put down his phone and sat down beside her.

"Yeah." After finishing a game, Ye Jiuliang passed him the other game controller and smirked provocatively, "How about we make a bet?"

Li Mochan laughed, "Bet on what?"

With her legs bent and her chin in one hand, Ye Jiuliang’s cool dark pupils span around.

Li Mochan watched her quietly, his gaze filled with intoxicating tenderness, "How about this? If you win, I’ll get you a motorcycle, a limited edition one."