The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 66 - 0, Old Lady Jiang arrived (third watch)

Whenever motorcycles were mentioned, Ye Jiuliang’s eyes lit up, "Alright, then if you win, I’ll... I..."

"Treat me to dinner tomorrow night," Li Mochan interrupted her.

Ye Jiuliang was surprised, "That’s it?"

A limited edition motorcycle versus a meal, no matter how you looked at it, he was getting the short end of the stick.

What was he thinking?

Li Mochan hummed indifferently.

Ye Jiuliang readily agreed, "Done, it’s a deal." She was absolutely not going to lose to him a second time, she had to reclaim her pride.

With doors and windows wide open, cool breezes whisked through.

The living room soon filled with the sounds of the game’s voice acting, engrossing Ye Jiuliang to the point she didn’t notice the person beside her stealthily inching closer.

As they moved, their shoulders would occasionally touch.

"Master."

Wei Bei rushed in, his words coming to an abrupt halt as his eyes landed on the two playing games on the carpet.

Uh...

Since when did the master also enjoy playing games?

This scene felt a bit off.

But the key point was, his master moved quite fast, already having lured the young lady into his home.

As he was distracted, the game also came to an end.

"Young Master Mohan, a bet is a bet, huh," Ye Jiuliang stretched languidly, patting his shoulder with a hand, her eyes crinkling with laughter.

Li Mochan put down the game controller and turned to look at Wei Bei, his gaze icy, "What is it?"

"That... um..." Wei Bei felt shivers down his spine meeting his gaze and hurriedly spoke up, remembering an old lady was about to storm in from outside, "Master, the old madam has arrived."

Upon hearing this, Li Mochan frowned.

So that’s why the call ended so abruptly just now.

Just as he got up, a robust voice came from outside the door.

"Li Mochan, you little rascal, where have you hidden yourself?"

Ye Jiuliang couldn’t help but snicker.

"Hehe."

Wei Bei felt embarrassed, a good show was unfolding.

As the footsteps quickened, Ye Jiuliang looked up to see the old lady walking energetically into the room, her wrinkled face displaying irritation, yet her eyes betrayed her pleasure.

The old lady stood tall, her silver hair neatly coiled behind her head. Dressed in a simple light blue Tang suit, she exuded refined grace and serenity that spoke of many years.

"Madam, please slow down," the housekeeper, Sister Ju, followed behind, continuously urging the old lady to be careful.

Li Mochan, who should have been in M country, pinched the bridge of his nose, a rare hint of helplessness appearing on his face as the old lady, who was supposed to be in M country, made a sudden appearance in the capital.

Walking over, Li Mochan reached out to support her, "Grandma, why did you come? Shouldn’t you be resting at home?"

Despite her brisk pace now, the old lady had recently injured her foot while traveling and had been recuperating at home for some time.

Madam Jiang lifted her chin haughtily and huffed, "You still know I need to rest. It’s rare for you to come home, and after just two days, you disappear on me. You’re not young anymore. When I introduce girls to you, I’m not forcing you to marry any of them, so why do you run away?"

Li Mochan’s gaze lowered slightly; he neither argued nor interrupted, simply listening quietly to Madam Jiang’s scolding.

Wei Bei suppressed his laughter, his shoulders shaking a bit too violently.

"Young Master Mohan, Madam hasn’t had her dinner yet. Should I go make some dishes for you to eat with her?" Sister Ju looked at Li Mochan, speaking gently.

Li Mochan parted his lips slightly, "I have already eaten."

Upon hearing this, Madam Jiang’s face darkened. Pushing his hand away, she stormed off towards the sofa, "Forget it, I knew you were heartless. At least Asheng cares about this old lady, unlike someone who is cold all day long, making me feel like I owe you millions."

"I’m not eating, I’m too upset to eat now."

"Pfft."

Ye Jiuliang, who had been quietly observing, couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

This old lady was quite the character.

The crisp laughter, melodious as pearls and jades, instantly attracted everyone’s attention.

Only then did Madam Jiang notice that there were other people in the living room. The girl was sitting cross-legged on the carpet, her slender figure hidden by the huge sofa. If she had not approached, she wouldn’t have even noticed her.

As if she had come across an extraordinary treasure, Madam Jiang shuffled over to Ye Jiuliang.

Her tender eyes slightly squinted, she scrutinized Ye Jiuliang, whose eyes and brows were like paintings and skin was as fair as snow, truly a rare beauty to behold.

A flash of amazement flitted through her eyes, only to be replaced by astonishment. She extended her calloused hand towards Ye Jiuliang’s delicate face.

Just as she was about to touch, Ye Jiuliang instinctively leaned back.

Gee, an exclamation of surprise spilled out, "She really is a living girl."

Ye Jiuliang’s mouth twitched lightly, "..."

A living girl?

Could it be she was thought dead?

This old lady’s way of speaking is really "humorous".

She turned her little neck to look at Li Mochan, her beautiful eyes full of confusion.

What’s the situation?

The little wolf pup blinked his eyes, and watching him made Li Mochan’s heart melt, so he quickly walked over to stand in front of her.

"Grandma, you should have dinner first," he said.

"I’m not hungry," Madam Jiang frowned and pushed Li Mochan aside, "Stop getting in the way, I can’t even see the little girl now."

This was her first time seeing a young girl by her grandson’s side, so she had to take a good look.

Besides, the girl really was extremely pretty, and she was very satisfied with what she saw.

Caught off guard, Li Mochan stumbled backward.

"Girl, I am Li Mochan’s grandmother. You don’t have to be afraid. What’s your name, and how old are you this year?" asked Madam Jiang, gently bending forward, her eyes squinting into a kind smile.

Wei Bei almost burst into laughter.

Madam, your expression and tone are getting close to that of a human trafficker.

Seeing the old lady bending down, Ye Jiuliang attempted to stand up, but her right leg had gone numb after sitting for so long.

She wobbled and her entire body tilted to the side.

Frick.

What rotten luck.

Li Mochan extended his steel arm, pulling her to his front. "What happened?"

The cold fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose. Ye Jiuliang steadied herself and gave an embarrassed smile, "My right foot is numb."

Li Mochan frowned and pressed her to sit on the sofa.

Meanwhile, Madam Jiang’s eyes were locked on the scene, the sparkle in her eyes even brighter.

It seemed her visit had come at just the right time.

This brat hadn’t said a word about dating anyone to his family, which was truly muddled of him.

She pushed Li Mochan aside and sat next to Ye Jiuliang, saying, "Young lady, what is your name, and how long have you been with my Ahan, and you..."

"Wait, I and Lord Li are not in that kind of relationship, you’ve misunderstood," Ye Jiuliang interrupted quickly as things were getting increasingly absurd.

"Not that kind of relationship?" Madam Jiang paused and blurted out, "Then what is your relationship?"

Li Mochan looked down, his gaze falling directly on Ye Jiuliang’s face.

"There’s no relationship," Ye Jiuliang said bluntly.

As she finished speaking, Li Mochan’s handsome face darkened, and his thin lips pressed tightly together.

No.

Rela.

Tion.

Ship.

He nearly trembled with the urge to pull the little wolf cub into his arms and "deal with her" thoroughly.