The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 720. Get rid of Ye Yuan (2)

Ji Mingqian withdrew his hand, his eyes a light shade, "Just wanted to check the wound, what else could I do?"

Jiang Yisheng gave him a sideways glance and said irritably, "It’s all your fault."

If he hadn’t been purposely messing with him, he wouldn’t have torn the wound.

"How is it my fault again?" Ji Mingqian raised an eyebrow, poking his shoulder without really exerting any force, "Jiang Yisheng, do you have any conscience left?"

"How about this, if you feel you’ve been wronged, then I’ll let you look back at mine," he said with a grin, not being serious at all.

"Ji Mingqian, what kind of madness has gotten into you?" Jiang Yisheng, his head full of black lines, stretched his tiptoe and kicked him.

"If you’re going crazy, go outside."

Knocking it off, Ji Mingqian no longer teased him and handed over the bowl, "Hurry up and eat, it’ll get cold."

Jiang Yisheng took the bowl, not wanting to argue with him, and buried his head to eat the porridge.

It was past midnight, and the person sitting across from him still showed no signs of leaving.

After eating the medicine, Jiang Yisheng started to feel sleepy.

Yawning for the nth time, Jiang Yisheng glanced at the man across from him scrolling through his phone, the corners of his lips trembling slightly.

"Ji Mingqian, I’m sleepy," he hinted softly.

Ji Mingqian without looking up said, "Then go to sleep."

"..."

Taking a breath to calm his speechless mood, Jiang Yisheng said, "How can I sleep with you sitting here?"

Upon hearing that, the person opposite put away his phone, looked up at him, and a teasing smile curled on his lips, "I am not disturbing you, why couldn’t you sleep?"

"I can’t sleep with someone else around," Jiang Yisheng retorted.

Ji Mingqian chuckled, a bit of teasing in his eyes, "Last time we went traveling, we stayed in the same room, and I remember you slept like a log."

"You..." Jiang Yisheng’s expression froze, wishing he could smear a fist on that annoying face.

"Ajiu said that you might have a fever tonight; I need to keep an eye on you," Ji Mingqian justified, bringing up Ye Jiuliang as if he had an ace up his sleeve.

Jiang Yisheng was trying to get rid of him, "I’m alright now; I won’t have a fever. You can go back now."

"That’s not up to you; if you’re tired, just sleep, don’t keep on muttering," Ji Mingqian said, stretching languidly.

Jiang Yisheng’s lips twitched, watching the man shifting on the bed. He gave in a step, "Since you’re not leaving, then go sit on the sofa."

"No, the sofa is too small and uncomfortable to lean on," Ji Mingqian refused outright, "Besides, this bed is so big, what’s wrong with me being here?"

Jiang Yisheng glared at him once, not satisfied, glared again.

However, it was no use against someone with such thick skin who completely ignored his anger.

Jiang Yisheng pulled the cover over his head, somewhat petulantly.

Ji Mingqian chuckled silently, a bright curve forming at the corners of his mouth.

He put down his phone, stretched out his legs, leaned back confidently, and cushioned his hands behind his head.

After a short quiet moment, he couldn’t help but strike up a conversation with Jiang Yisheng, "Jiang Yisheng, when did you come to Country F?"

The person hidden beneath the cover remained silent, not moving an inch.

"I heard you went back for a blind date; how did it go, was the person good-looking or not?" Ji Mingqian continued to inquire.

Fearing the abrupt silence, he waited a while, but Jiang Yisheng still didn’t make a sound.

Growing impatient, Ji Mingqian tugged at the corner of the comforter and pulled it down.

Did he fall asleep so quickly?

Could it be that he’s pretending?

With suspicion, Ji Mingqian leaned closer, poking Jiang Yisheng’s cheek.

He called out softly, "Jiang Yisheng?"

A few seconds passed, no response.

Seems like he really fell asleep, Ji Mingqian withdrew his hand, intently examining that delicate face.

Despite being a man, he looked better than most women—truly intoxicating. Ji Mingqian couldn’t help but grumble inwardly.

Suddenly remembering something, Ji Mingqian fished out a necklace from his pocket; the emerald diamond gleamed brilliantly, just like his enchanting green eyes.

"Clearly looking for a necklace, yet denying it, what a stubborn guy," Ji Mingqian muttered while putting the necklace on him before leaving.

...

The next day.

The oppressive atmosphere in the study was stifling, suffocating.

The butler Mo walked in with a cup of tea, spotting the figure still seated in front of the bay window, he approached quietly.

"Master."

He offered the teacup with both hands, calling softly.

Old Master Mo took the teacup, lifted the lid, sipped lightly, "How goes the investigation?"

The hoarse voice suddenly rose, chilling the vast room.

"The young miss and the others have been captured, and it seems Mo Yuan has found out about the past and his real identity," the butler reported.

Hearing this, Old Master Mo’s face turned slightly grim, although he knew Mo Su wouldn’t betray him, the same couldn’t be said for Mo Yu; after all, she had made too many foolish decisions for Ye Yuan, potentially ruining his plans.

"Where is Mo Chen?"

"The young master is with Ye Jiuliang."

"You go personally and bring Mo Chen back to me."

Not utilizing a piece like Mo Chen would be a waste; Ye Jiuliang and his group had lost him too many men, and with the current situation, he had to proceed cautiously or risk losing everything.

The butler nodded, "Yes."

"As for Mo Yuan, that double-crosser, having no value left to exploit, there is no need to keep him alive. Let Wang Shuo handle it—he’ll dispose of him for me."

"Understood," the butler replied. "Master, about Mo Lingling, what should we do?"

"For now, keep her," said Old Master Mo.

"Yes."