The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 735, No objections? (2)

"She just left," Jiang Yisheng took out a backpack and put it on the bed, stuffing clothes into it. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Hesitating for a moment, he couldn’t help asking, "Cousin, don’t you object?"

Li Mochan looked up at the bright moon hidden among the treetops and said lightly, "You’re free to do as you wish."

Those few words warmed Jiang Yisheng’s heart, the smile in his eyes grew warmer.

"Asheng, you should be clear about some things in your heart. I don’t object, but that doesn’t mean everyone else in the family feels the same," continued Li Mochan, he who was usually reticent, unusually had something to say on this matter.

Jiang Yisheng’s eyes gradually dimmed, and he replied with a forced cheerfulness, "I understand, maybe by the time I come back, I will be able to let go of my feelings for him."

Whether he could let go or not, he actually already had an answer.

He just didn’t want to admit it now.

Li Mochan said, "I’ve arranged for Wei Dong to meet you; call him if you need anything."

"Okay. Cousin, thank you," Jiang Yisheng replied with a smile on his lips.

Li Mochan’s typically icy tone softened a bit, "Take care of yourself."

After hanging up the phone, with a light sigh dissipating around him, Li Mochan turned and walked back to the living room.

In the living room, the background music of the game kept playing.

Accompanied by a "game over," Ye Jiuliang sprang up from the sofa.

"Hahaha."

In contrast, Ye Yuan had a look of utter dejection.

He lost all ten rounds of the game.

Was he getting old, his gaming IQ no longer up to par?

"Dad, hurry up and hand over the money." As she spoke, Ye Jiuliang unceremoniously reached for Ye Yuan’s wallet, pulling out five red bills.

Ye Yuan looked at his empty wallet, then at the stack of money in Ye Jiuliang’s hand, his life force depleted.

Losing a game to his daughter was one thing, the money didn’t matter, but his pride as a father couldn’t stand it.

Seeing Li Mochan return, Ye Jiuliang leaped down from the sofa, startling him.

He quickened his pace to meet her and wrapped an arm around her, chiding, "I’ve told you several times, be careful jumping off the sofa, you might hurt yourself."

Ye Jiuliang could recite these words by heart, in one ear and out the other. She raised the stack of money in her hand, smiling with her eyes curving, "Li Mochan, look, I’ve won a lot of money, enough to buy lots of fried chicken legs."

Hearing this, Li Mochan couldn’t help but smile; satisfying the desires of his little wolf cub was just too easy if fried chicken legs were all it took.

He glanced at the bills in her hand, estimating about four to five thousand, it seemed his father-in-law’s wallet had been thoroughly emptied.

Having lost in gaming, Ye Yuan was determined to regain his dignity elsewhere, "Ajiu, let’s not play games anymore. Let’s compete in assembling models, and we’ll double the stakes."

At the words "double the stakes," Ye Jiuliang’s eyes brightened, and she turned to run back.

In her haste, she hadn’t taken a step before her collar was caught by someone.

When she turned around, she crashed into his deep, dark eyes. He said, "Don’t run, walk slowly."

Ye Jiuliang grinned, "It’s okay, our kid is tough."

Our kid?

Catching the key phrase with a sharp ear, Ye Yuan sized them up, noting Li Mochan’s cautious actions, and had a vague guess.

Could it be...

Ye Yuan could no longer sit still, springing up from the sofa, his usual composure nowhere to be found.

He paced quickly toward Ye Jiuliang, his eyes shining as he looked at her, "Ajiu, are you... are you pregnant?"

Ye Jiuliang didn’t deny it and nodded frankly.

It felt like fireworks were exploding overhead, and Ye Yuan’s face was overflowing with joy.

He was going to be a grandfather, he was actually going to be a grandfather.

"How many months?"

"Almost four months," she said.

Ye Yuan’s smile deepened, and his voice trembled with excitement, "Why didn’t you tell me earlier? You need to be careful when you are pregnant. You can’t just jump off the couch like that, it’s too dangerous."

Now there was another person to nag. Ye Jiuliang forced a strained laugh and quickly changed the subject, "Dad, didn’t you say you wanted to have a model assembly contest? I’ll go get it now."

"No more playing," Ye Yuan interjected, "You are pregnant now, you need more rest. It’s getting late, you should hurry upstairs and rest, we’ll have the contest tomorrow."

At these words, Ye Jiuliang suddenly felt like she was lifting a rock only to drop it on her own feet.

If only she had admitted it later.

Li Mochan’s thin lips curved slightly, his fondness for his father-in-law skyrocketing.

Unable to withstand Ye Yuan’s nagging, Ye Jiuliang had no choice but to follow Li Mochan upstairs.

It was only around nine o’clock, nowhere near her bedtime, and Li Mochan had a temporary meeting to attend. Bored and with nothing better to do, she took out the motorcycle model she bought today and started playing with it.

Mixtures of different languages streamed from the computer, including Wei Bei’s voice.

"Master, Tengyue Group is currently without management, how should we proceed with the cooperation project we discussed before?"

Li Mochan glanced at the content on the document and was distracted by the woman focused on assembling her model on the other side, his lips curving lightly, "Continue as previously discussed."

Old Master Mo was out of the picture, and Mo Chen was clueless about the group’s affairs. Tengyue Group was still under Ye Yuan’s control, and there was no need to alter the project they had agreed on.

"Yes."

The meeting continued, and Ye Jiuliang also remained silent, quietly assembling her motorcycle model.

...

In the deep of the night, with darkness pressing down heavily.

Suddenly, an urgent ringtone of a cell phone pierced the silence, waking the person from their deep sleep.

"Who is it calling at this hour?" Gu Xinuo muttered discontentedly, covering her ears with both hands.

Chu Chen reached over to hold her, groping in the dark for his phone. He glanced at the screen for the contact name and slid to answer, "Aqian, are you out of your mind, calling at this late hour?"

"Achen, come out and have a drink with me," Ji Mingqian said hoarsely.

Half past two in the morning, and he’s asking for a drink?

Chu Chen pinched the bridge of his nose, sensing something was off in his voice, "Aqian, what’s wrong?"

A sigh came through, Ji Mingqian replied with a raspy voice, "I’m feeling troubled."

In the darkness, Chu Chen furrowed his brows, wondering which nerve had gone awry this time.

"Send me the address, I’m coming over now."

After an affirmation, Ji Mingqian hung up.

Chu Chen sat up, shirtless, and looked towards the woman beside him with a gentle tone, "Nuo, I need to step out for a bit."

Gu Xinuo opened her sleepy eyes and yawned lazily, "Did something happen to Aqian?"

"Not sure, but the guy’s looking to drink with me in the middle of the night. I’ll go check on him." Chu Chen pulled off the blanket and got out of bed, heading to the wardrobe and casually picked out a set of clothes to put on.

"Drinking in the middle of the night?" Gu Xinuo suddenly became fully alert, "But didn’t Ajiu say that Aqian has gone back to the hospital to take care of Yisheng? Why would he go drinking?"

Could it be that he and Yisheng were having another fight?

After getting dressed, Chu Chen reached out and gently touched her head, "Unclear. Aqian didn’t say. Just go back to sleep, I’ll go and check on him."

"I’ll come with you, just in case Aqian gets too drunk and you can’t handle him alone." Saying that, Gu Xinuo went to rise as well.