The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 688. Jiang Yisheng Has a Girlfriend Now (14)
"After all, compared to you, I prefer Sister Ajiu." He said it in a way that could infuriate someone to death without compensating for their life.
Mo Su was vexed, and her expression was covered with dark clouds as she began to settle accounts with him, "Father fainted, why did you notify Ye Jiuliang for what?"
"I..." Mo Chen was choked up.
Mo Su stepped forward, lowered her voice, and said unhurriedly, "Mo Chen, you should be able to see that Ye Jiuliang doesn’t like our Mo Family. If you dare to tell her that thing, do you believe she will come to dislike you too, to the point where even glancing at you would be annoying?"
What she said was exactly his concern. Mo Chen pursed his lips tightly and stopped talking.
"Mo Chen, I’m warning you, don’t go against me. If you continue like this, next time I will definitely make you regret it." After speaking, Mo Su pushed him away with her hand and went upstairs without looking back.
Mo Chen took two steps back, his eyes flickering with conflicted emotions.
...
The next day.
The sun was already high in the sky, but Ye Jiuliang was still lingering in bed.
"Little wolf cub, keep playing and you’ll only have yourself to blame." Li Mochan looked down at the person sprawled over him with a magnetic voice slightly hoarse.
Never believe the phrase "just a few more minutes in bed", because those few minutes tend to endlessly extend.
Since getting up in the morning and saying just five more minutes, it was almost an hour later, and his little wolf cub was still lounging in bed and not getting up.
Ye Jiuliang lowered her head into his neck and rubbed provocatively, "I’m not afraid of you."
"That’s what you said." Li Mochan’s cold gaze deepened, his low voice carrying a hint of danger.
Before the words fell, he suddenly rose, held her shoulders, and in a flash they switched positions.
Ye Jiuliang instantly curled up, looking at him with a teasing smile, "Mr. Li, where did your aloofness go?"
Li Mochan rested his forehead against hers, the corners of his lips revealing a roguish smile, "You’ve gnawed it away."
Criticizing her in a roundabout way, Ye Jiuliang stretched out her hand toward his waist, tickling him.
"Nonsense."
Li Mochan let her hands play havoc around his waist, watching her leisurely.
"It’s not fun," Ye Jiuliang pouted.
She had tried many times, and not once did this guy show any weakness to being tickled.
"Thump thump thump—"
There was a sudden knock at the door.
"Who did you make an appointment with?" Ye Jiuliang glanced in the direction of the door, asking curiously.
Li Mochan shook his head and got up, "I’ll go open the door. Hurry up and wash up."
Ye Jiuliang quickly got out of bed, snagged her slippers on, grabbed the clothes Li Mochan had prepared for her, and slowly moved towards the bathroom.
When the door opened, Ji Mingqian shot him an eye roll.
"Opening the door takes forever, are you a snail or a turtle?" he complained while walking in.
"What are you doing here?" Li Mochan closed the door and gave him a sidelong glance, his tone full of disdain.
Him being disdained was nothing new; Ji Mingqian had long been immune to it.
He sat down on the sofa and casually crossed his legs.
"Is Ajiu playing the sloth again?"
It sounded like a question, but there was an unmistakable certainty in it.
From childhood to adulthood, Ye Jiuliang’s love for lingering in bed was notorious among the four of them. Sometimes she even managed to enrage their master to the verge of hitting her.
"Ji Mingqian, speak ill of me again and you’re a dead man," came the voice from the bathroom, her ears keenly tuned in.
"Cough cough." Ji Mingqian choked, put down his cup, and grabbed a tissue to wipe his mouth.
He couldn’t help but retort, "You’re about to be a mother, and still you’re this hot-tempered. Be careful your son ends up just like you."
Li Mochan spoke faintly, "Don’t worry, even if I am hot-tempered, it’s nothing compared to your bad temper."
Ji Mingqian immediately felt a stab in the heart.
True to their being table cousins, they insulted in the same way.
He considered himself to have such a mild temper, where was it bad?
No, why was he thinking about that guy Jiang Yisheng again?
Ji Mingqian shook his head, as if trying to fling a certain person out of his mind along with it.
Li Mochan looked at him with a strange expression, "What kind of madness are you going on about?"
Ji Mingqian gave him a cold glance, "You’re the one going mad."
"Didn’t Asheng invite you for a meal?" Li Mochan’s eyes shifted, subtly scheming something again. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
"I’m not close with him, who cares about his dinner invites," Ji Mingqian scoffed.
"A few days ago, Asheng took a fancy to a girl during a blind date. I heard from Feng Yi that Asheng invited him to dinner. I thought he invited you too, but it seems he didn’t," Li Mochan said casually.
"Jiang Yisheng has a girlfriend?" Ji Mingqian couldn’t help but ask before his reason caught up, blurting out the question.
Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, "Jealous?"
"Jealous my ass," Ji Mingqian sneered, "If this young master wanted a girlfriend, there’d be a line waiting every minute. I don’t need to be jealous of him, that’s a joke."
Li Mochan glanced at him meaningfully, the jealousy he referred to was not about being envious of Asheng.
Clearly, he was twisting the meaning of his words.
"Ji Mingqian, your face is spelling out two words."
Ji Mingqian retorted, "Speak your mind, don’t beat around the bush."
"Your face is plastered with the words ’not pleased’ right now. If you’re not jealous, what’s there to be upset about?" Li Mochan said as he took a cup, poured some warm water into it, and set it down on the table.
"Li Mochan, you must be really bored to start analyzing my expressions," Ji Mingqian said with exasperation, rolling his eyes to the sky.
Before he had finished speaking, Ye Jiuliang came out of the bathroom, wearing a black and white tracksuit that was both loose and casual.
What was even more torturous was that it was the same brand as Li Mochan’s.
To this, Ji Mingqian could only respond with speechlessness.
Li Mochan picked up the cup and handed it to her. Ye Jiuliang took it out of habit and drank it all at once.
"What were you guys just talking about? Who’s not pleased?"
"Nothing, just kidding around." Not wanting to keep circling around the topic of Jiang Yisheng, Ji Mingqian quickly said.
"I came over to tell you something. Mo Yu has been sending people to look for me. Are we taking action?"
It seemed as soon as Burn went to see him, Mo Yu’s people would follow him to his place.
Ye Jiuliang pondered for a moment, her lips curling into a slight smile, "Let Burn come to your place tomorrow afternoon."
Mo Yu would definitely have someone trail Burn. Once they knew Leng Yi’s whereabouts, for that iron box, Mo Yu would probably pay a personal visit.
To draw the snake out of its hole, they needed to throw out enough bait.
Ji Mingqian gave an ok sign, "Leave the rest to me. Also, I have some good news, I’ve found a way to open that iron box."
Ye Jiuliang’s eyes sparkled, "Really?"
"These past few days, I had nothing to do and studied it carefully. Suddenly I remembered an ancient book I once saw in master’s study. I caught a glimpse of it, and the mechanisms written inside closely resembled that iron box," Ji Mingqian said.
They could freely enter a large Book Collection Pavilion on the island, but his master’s study was off-limits without permission.
That time, he had just happened to go to speak to his master and saw it unintentionally.
Ye Jiuliang expressed surprise, "Is that book still around?"
Ji Mingqian shook his head, speaking helplessly, "It’s long gone. When I went to my master’s study that time, he was flipping through it. I just glanced at it a few times, and then he burned the book."
