The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 733, A bear just like you (3)

"My injury hasn’t healed yet, and the doctor mentioned I can’t eat anything too greasy. I’ll just have some porridge," said Jiang Yisheng in a light tone.

Ji Mingqian’s eyes shone with an engaging smile, and when he turned to look at Jennifer again, his expression became one of difficulty, "Jennifer wouldn’t mind, right?"

"No, of course not," Jennifer responded, forcing a smile.

Ji Mingqian curled his lips in a smile, "Then thank you."

With that, he picked up the soup spoon and started to eat the savory soup without any reservation.

Jennifer watched on the side, her heart bleeding.

The soup she had spent hours making had gone to waste.

It was absolutely infuriating.

After drinking half a bowl, Ji Mingqian set the bowl down.

He didn’t really want to drink it in the first place, especially since it was the soup Jennifer had made for Jiang Yisheng. He wanted to drink it even less.

"You’re not eating anymore?" Jiang Yisheng caught sight of him reaching for a napkin and thought he was full.

Ji Mingqian replied lazily, "There are no chopsticks left. You eat first; I’ll use yours later."

"It was my oversight, Asheng told me you weren’t here, so I only got one pair of chopsticks. Here’s what—I’ll go outside and buy another pair," Veya said, tapping her forehead and speaking apologetically.

"Don’t bother, Auntie. I’m not very hungry after having the soup. I can eat later," Ji Mingqian quickly interjected. He couldn’t let an elder fetch chopsticks for him, especially not Jiang Yisheng’s mother.

Veya said, "How can we let that happen? The food will get cold later."

"Mom, just give him my chopsticks," Jiang Yisheng said as he pushed his chopsticks to Ji Mingqian, then swapped Ji Mingqian’s soup spoon for himself.

Ji Mingqian suppressed a smile at the corner of his mouth, took Jiang Yisheng’s chopsticks, and showed no sign of the fastidiousness he had before.

Back in the day, even if it were Chu Chen, he wouldn’t have shared a pair of chopsticks with him.

He picked up some vegetables with the chopsticks and placed them in Jiang Yisheng’s bowl, "Do you want some fish? Shall I get it for you?"

Jiang Yisheng shook his head, "I’m almost full. You can eat."

Hearing this, Ji Mingqian didn’t insist and served himself a bowl of porridge to eat.

Watching the two of them eat and chat with no opportunity for her to chime in, Jennifer had no choice but to start her own topic, "It seems like what the fans said is true. Brother Yisheng and Mr. Ji are really good friends."

"Is that so?" Ji Mingqian responded casually.

Jennifer nodded, her eyes shining as she looked at Jiang Yisheng, "The fans are all looking forward to Brother Yisheng’s concert. I wonder when Brother Yisheng can return to the stage."

At the mention of this, Ji Mingqian then remembered Jiang Yisheng’s canceled concert. He looked at him sideways, "When will you hold a concert again?"

"Why do you ask?" Jiang Yisheng said, "I don’t know."

Ji Mingqian pressed on, "Not going to hold one anymore?"

"Depends on the situation," he answered indifferently.

Recalling his dazzling presence on stage, Ji Mingqian felt a tinge of nostalgia.

An idea that had been lurking in his heart slipped out, "If you hold a concert, I’ll come be your guest artist."

The deep voice lingered in his ears, making Jiang Yisheng freeze, his eyes holding a concealed gleam of joy. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

He turned to look at Ji Mingqian, "I don’t have the money for your guest appearance fee."

Always falling into the money pit, Ji Mingqian rolled his eyes, "I won’t take money, it’s free, alright now?"

He’s always crying poor to him, as if he coveted his money, which was really... money-obsessed.

Jiang Yisheng’s lips curled into a subtle smile at last, "Might consider it."

"I’m not charging and you still consider? What’s there to consider?" Ji Mingqian snapped.

Jiang Yisheng teased, "Well, of course, after all, you can’t even play the piano. I can’t let you go and play the keyboard, can I?"

That comment irked Ji Mingqian. He put down his bowl and chopsticks and, forgetting they weren’t alone, reached out to loop an arm around Jiang Yisheng’s neck, "Who are you mocking? I’m offering to be your free guest artist, and you dare to complain? Go outside and ask, so many people are lining up to invite me as their guest."

The cool fragrance wafted to his nose, and Jiang Yisheng’s heart skipped a beat, "Ji Mingqian, speak if you want to speak—don’t strangle me."

"I’ve changed my mind. I must get the appearance fee, or I’m not going," Ji Mingqian declared.

"Fine by me if you don’t go," Chu Chen retorted dismissively.

The two bantered as if no one else was around, leaving Veya dumbfounded on the side.

This was the first time she had seen her son so lively.

Even when friends came over in the past, she had never seen him fool around with them like this.

Noticing his mother staring at them, Jiang Yisheng quickly pulled away Ji Mingqian’s hand and sat up straight, "Hurry up and finish your meal."

Ji Mingqian pouted, and upon realizing there were others present, he restrained himself just in time.

He picked up his bowl and chopsticks to continue eating, while Jiang Yisheng, who had already finished, took a napkin to wipe his mouth.

"Mom, I don’t have much to do here, why don’t you go back first? I’ll be fine on my own," he suggested.

"I’m not at ease leaving you alone. Your dad will come over later and stay the night to take care of you," Veya said.

Ji Mingqian’s gaze flickered briefly as he spoke gently, "Auntie, I can take care of him. Tell Uncle not to trouble himself coming back and forth."

Veya was worried he was tiring himself out, "I don’t think that’s right. You’ve already taken care of Asheng all night and hardly rested."

"It’s fine. I didn’t really stay up late last night; it’s not a big deal." He said this, put down his bowl, and gave Jiang Yisheng a meaningful look.

"Right, Jiang Yisheng?"

Jiang Yisheng cleared his throat and nodded in agreement, "Hmm."

"I see. Well, then I’ll have to trouble you." Since the two of them insisted, Veya agreed with their decision.

Ji Mingqian flashed a smile, "It’s no trouble at all."

After dinner, Veya stayed a bit longer, but not much later, she left with Jennifer.

Now, only Jiang Yisheng and Ji Mingqian remained in the hospital room. They had been sitting together, but as soon as Veya left, Jiang Yisheng immediately moved to sit on another sofa.

Ji Mingqian frowned slightly, seemingly struck by a thought. He then took out his phone and gestured for Jiang Yisheng to come over, "Come here."

"What for?" Jiang Yisheng asked, not budging.

"To play games. I’ll teach you," Ji Mingqian offered.

Jiang Yisheng, hugging his tablet, declined without a second thought, "I don’t want to play."

Ji Mingqian’s face darkened for a moment, but within seconds, he moved closer himself.

"What are you looking at?"

Jiang Yisheng ignored him, but Ji Mingqian peered down and saw the screen displaying several penguins waddling through the snow.

Ji Mingqian guessed, asking, "Do you want to see penguins?"

Jiang Yisheng hummed a confirmation, his fingertip swiping to change the photo, which still depicted penguins.

Ji Mingqian, "..."

There’s no need to look at them one by one, right? Aren’t all penguins essentially the same? What’s so fascinating about them?

Caught up in the moment, he suggested, "Jiang Yisheng, how about I take you to see Polar Bears?"

Jiang Yisheng froze, "Polar Bears?"

Ji Mingqian nodded.

"Polar Bears like you?" Jiang Yisheng asked again.

Ji Mingqian frowned, feeling there was some ambiguity in that question.

What did he mean by ’Polar Bears like him’?

Where did he resemble a Polar Bear?

He was quite handsome, certainly not bear-like, right?