The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 665, No Blood Relation (Second Update)

Refusing endorsements and cancelling concerts, it’s hard not to let others speculate, given his immense popularity, going unnoticed is simply impossible.

Who knows how many rumors and gossip will surface then.

"I just want to walk around quietly, but stepping out means getting bundled up like a dumpling, too much trouble," Jiang Yisheng dodged the question.

He himself found this excuse far-fetched.

"Why do I feel like you sound like someone who’s just been dumped?" Feng Yi couldn’t help but laugh and cry at his wizened appearance.

"Have you been dumped?"

Jiang Yisheng’s eyes trembled slightly, and he laughed it off as if it were nothing, "You’re the one who’s been dumped."

"Are you really sure?" Feng Yi asked, straightening his face.

"Yeah, I’ve thought it through."

"Alright then, remember you owe me the breach-of-contract fee for the endorsement."

"I’m broke; I have no money."

Feng Yi retorted, "Broke, yet you’re turning down endorsements."

"Anyway, I just don’t have the money. When I win the lottery someday, I’ll pay you back," Jiang Yisheng pleaded with a laugh.

"Dream on, I’m afraid I’ll be waiting until my hair turns white and still see nothing," Feng Yi jeered.

"Get lost, I’m not as unlucky as you say," Jiang Yisheng snapped.

"Forget it, this friendship is over, I’m cutting ties with you for two days. Come find me the day after tomorrow," Feng Yi teased and cursed, "I’ve got other things to handle, hanging up now."

Jiang Yisheng uttered a sound of acknowledgment, swiped his finger and turned off the video.

The suffocating silence came back.

Jiang Yisheng leaned back, staring blankly at the pristine ceiling.

He raised his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose, and once again, that person’s angry eyes surfaced in his mind.

Turning down endorsements, semi-retiring from the circle.

This way, it should be hard to see him, right?

"Knock knock—"

"Asheng, it’s me," Veya’s voice came in from outside the door.

Recovery his emotions, Jiang Yisheng got up to open the door.

"Mom, why haven’t you gone to bed, it’s so late?"

"I won’t come in. I just wanted to tell you something," Veya held onto him, saying with a smile.

"Hmm?"

What matter could be so urgent that she had to come over and tell him this late.

"You’ll accompany Mom on an outing tomorrow," she suggested.

"Where to?" 𝒇𝓻𝓮𝓮𝙬𝙚𝒃𝒏𝓸𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝓬𝓸𝒎

Veya’s eyes flickered, as she casually replied, "Just shopping."

Jiang Yisheng asked with suspicion, "Isn’t Dad accompanying you?"

"Your dad has plans with friends tomorrow, he’s busy." Veya glared at him and said annoyed, "What’s with that look? Do you think I could actually sell you off?"

The kid has really become difficult to fool.

Jiang Yisheng helplessly agreed, "Alright then."

"That’s settled then. You’re not allowed to sneak away tomorrow, or I’ll never let you hear the end of it," Veya warned.

Jiang Yisheng laughed wryly, "I get it."

Why do women all love shopping?

Incomprehensible.

...

He took a rare early walk, but got caught in the rain on the way back.

Without an umbrella, he got a bit wet.

Upon returning to the hotel, they immediately took turns to freshen up.

"Stop messing around, my phone is ringing."

"I’ll answer it later."

"No way, Li Fifth Master, can you stop at this point, please?"

"No."

The bathroom door was tightly closed, and the phone on the table outside kept ringing, as if it would continue to ring if no one answered.

The next moment, Ye Jiuliang, wrapped in a bathrobe, rushed out of the bathroom.

There was an urgency about her that had a touch of headlong flight.

She picked up the phone and glanced at it, it was a call from headquarters.

"What is it?"

Whatever the person on the other end of the phone said made Ye Jiuliang frown slightly, "Have you confirmed it?"

"Okay, I got it."

The phone had just been hung up when Li Mochan’s voice sounded from behind her.

"What happened?"

Ye Jiuliang turned around, took the towel from his hand, and wiped her hair dry, "Headquarters called. The identification report for Mo Chen and Mo Lingling is out, and they’re not blood-related."

Just like that, this clue was lost as well.

Li Mochan stepped forward, took the towel from her hands, and helped her dry her damp hair, "Maybe we can ask Mo Chen if he has a photo of his grandfather."

"The way you say it, it’s as if Mo Lingling was adopted by my master." His words unintentionally hit Ye Jiuliang’s funny bone.

Li Mochan said lazily, "Maybe."

Ye Jiuliang leaned forward, resting her forehead against his chest, and said dejectedly, "Things seem to be getting more complicated."

Li Mochan put down the towel, and his cool hand moved through her wet hair, his laugh low and husky, "Scared?"

"Who’s scared."

She just wanted to clear these matters up before her child was born, so her child could be born safe and sound.

As if by telepathy, Li Mochan lowered his head and lightly pecked her forehead, "Don’t worry, I will make sure our child is born safely. I won’t let those people keep causing trouble."

His magnetic voice was low and deep, exuding a reassuring magic, "When Mo Yu saw the iron box that day, her expression betrayed her. I believe she will soon approach Burn or Leng Yi."

"You noticed it too?" Ye Jiuliang lifted her head from his embrace, her eyes wide with surprise; she thought she was the only one who had noticed Mo Yu’s odd reaction.

Li Mochan nodded, then added, "At the auction, only Mo Yu’s face changed when she saw the iron box. Mo Yuan and the others seemed completely unaware of the iron box’s existence."

At that moment, a "gurgle" noise inappropriately sounded.

Ye Jiuliang covered her stomach, embarrassed.

It was all the fault of her little one for being so unimpressive.

Li Mochan chuckled quietly, "Go change your clothes, I’ll call to order some food."

Ye Jiuliang raked her fingers through her hair and quickly returned to the bathroom.

By the time she emerged, the room’s heating was also on.

"Come and eat, don’t let it get cold." Li Mochan moved aside the pillow and blanket next to him, making room for her.

Ye Jiuliang, barefoot on the carpet, sat next to him. Just as she lifted the bowl, the ring of her phone and a knock on the door sounded simultaneously.

"Ajiu, it’s me." Ji Mingqian’s loud voice penetrated the door.

Ye Jiuliang picked up the phone to start the video call, while Li Mochan got up to open the door.

The video shook as Gu Xinuo and Chu Chen squeezed into the frame.

"Do you two have to stick so closely together?" Ye Jiuliang set up a stand for her phone, placing it on top so she could eat her porridge and video chat without hindrance.

"Who are you showing off your love to?"

Gu Xinuo said teasingly, "Not even eating shuts you up."

"I heard the test results are out, Mo Lingling and Mo Chen are unrelated?" Ji Mingqian cut straight to the chase as soon as he entered.

"Are you sure about that, couldn’t the samples be mixed up?"

Ye Jiuliang gave him a sidelong glance, "What else could it be, the results are right there."

Ji Mingqian sat with his legs crossed, unceremoniously grabbed a sandwich from the table to nibble on, and casually mentioned, "Could it be that Mo Lingling is not actually fathered by the master?"

Ye Jiuliang almost laughed out loud, "Why do you all think the same way? You think Mo Lingling isn’t my master’s own child too?"

Moham has never met the master, so it’s not strange for him to guess. But he knows what the master looks like, so why would he say the same thing.