The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 746, The child who hears it will cry (1)

He never expected that mission would turn him and the Ye Family into mortal enemies.

"That mission was related to the Ye Family? Did your accident involve Ye Yan and the old master conspiring against you?" Ye Jiuliang asked.

After a moment of silence, Ye Yuan’s eyes flickered with a hint of complex emotion.

"You could say that. Back then, I took on the mission, followed the leads all the way down, and never imagined that in the end, I would find that the mastermind behind everything was my father and Ye Yan."

At that time, the Ye Family was at its zenith, even showing signs of overtaking the Li Family. To say the Ye Group was a behemoth in the capital wouldn’t have been an exaggeration.

He had never been interested in the family business of the Ye Family. If it weren’t for that mission, he never would have known about all the shady dealings the Ye Family was involved in behind the scenes, all of which were illicit.

"Because of that mission, I confronted the old master, asking him to back off. However, to him, the interests of the Ye Family were more important than anything else. That confrontation soured our relationship. I continued to investigate and gather evidence, and eventually, I found the Ye Family’s secret base overseas."

Ye Jiuliang looked at him with inquiring eyes and said firmly, "Did the old master tamper with that plane of yours?"

Ye Yuan nodded, a mocking smile on his lips, "He bribed someone close to me, learned of my whereabouts, and sabotaged the plane to prevent me from finding that base."

By defying his commands, he was marked for death. Between him and the interests of the Ye Family, he still chose the interests.

Suddenly remembering something, he looked at her with tense eyes and an expression that couldn’t hide his guilt, "When I was not there, did they treat you poorly?"

Ye Jiuliang shook her head, "After news of your death came back, the old master, contrary to his usual self, treated my mom and me a lot better. Maybe it was because he felt guilty deep down."

Her voice trailed off with a hint of sarcasm in her laugh.

"After my mother passed away, I was sent to Country Y. I would return only during the Chinese New Year."

But she had to thank the old master for sending her to Country Y, otherwise, there wouldn’t be the Ye Jiuliang she is now.

Hearing this, Ye Yuan felt a pang in his heart, and the guilt hidden in the depths of his eyes deepened further.

Knowing what he was thinking, Ye Jiuliang patted the back of his hand and said cheerfully, "Dad, you don’t have to feel guilty about me. Going to Country Y was good. I was much happier there than in the capital."

Ye Yuan fell silent, his head bowed, radiating a lonely aura.

Li Mochan looked towards Mo Chen, made a gesture with his eyes, and Mo Chen understood, following him out of the room.

The room was quiet and still.

The doors and windows were open, and a gentle breeze moved to and fro.

After a while, the man’s raspy voice suddenly broke the silence.

"Ajiu, I want to return to the capital."

He had left her alone for so long, even misunderstanding his true feelings for her when she died; he wanted to go back and see his Lan Ning, he wanted to apologize to her personally. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Ye Jiuliang watched him quietly, softening her voice, "Okay."

Remembering the letter and the ring still locked in the drawer, her eyes dimmed slightly.

If her dad saw that letter, he would probably be even more heartbroken.

...

In the still of the night, sparse starlight lurked in the darkness.

In the living room, the lights were bright, and the warm-toned lighting cast a faint sense of coziness.

Mo Chen sat on the sofa, holding a pillow, his expression listless.

With the remote control in hand, he listlessly flipped through the channels, paying no attention to the content playing on the TV.

He glanced up at the man working across from him and asked timidly, "Brother-in-law, do you think Dad might do something rash?"

Watching his father’s heart-wrenching demeanor, he felt as if the next moment he might follow her in death out of grief.

Li Mochan checked his wristwatch and spared a moment to reply, "I don’t know."

Mo Chen, "..."

Ignoring his gloomy expression, Li Mochan closed his laptop and stood up to walk upstairs.

Mo Chen watched his retreating figure dumbly, sighed, and then buried his head in the pillow.

**

After taking a shower, Li Mochan came out and saw the woman lying on the sofa, a faint smile tugging at the corner of his lips.

He grabbed a towel to casually dry his hair and walked over to her.

"Did Dad have dinner?"

Casually tossing the towel on the sofa, he extended his long arm, hooked her slender waist, and drew her into his embrace.

The pleasant scent of shower gel lingered at the tip of his nose, and Ye Jiuliang turned her face to rub against his chest, "I had a little."

"If you’re not happy, our baby will start to make a bitter gourd face like you." His long, jade-like hand threaded through her hair as his magnetic voice, low and soothing, caressed her ears.

The person in his arms didn’t utter a sound, unusually not bantering with him.

After a while, Ye Jiuliang said in a muffled voice, "I miss my mom."

Her mother’s judgment was indeed good; she hadn’t loved the wrong person. It’s just that she’d never know about any of this.

She could see the sorrow and guilt in her father’s eyes. She knew he regretted not having revealed his feelings to her mother sooner, but now...

"I’m afraid Dad might do something rash," she said worriedly, sharing the same concerns as Mo Chen.

Li Mochan raised his hand to touch her head, speaking in a gentle voice, "For you, he wouldn’t do that. When our baby is born, we’ll let the little one pester him."

Hearing the second half of his sentence, Ye Jiuliang laughed, lifting her head from his chest, "If the baby pesters my dad, then what about your dad and grandma on their side?"

She could already imagine how sought-after their baby would be once born.

"They take turns, each side for a week," said Li Mochan in a lazy tone.

"By then, the baby can stay with them and I’ll take you out for fun."

This plan was sounding quite perfect, clearly something he had been scheming for a while.

One baby was enough; being pregnant was too hard, and he didn’t want his little wolf cub to struggle so much.

"The baby would cry if they heard you say that," Ye Jiuliang said, part amused, part exasperated.

"More crying is good for exercising the lung capacity," he said.

Ye Jiuliang bumped her forehead against his shoulder, "That’s a skewed logic. If you make them cry, you’re soothing them on your own."

"I soothe them, and you don’t get jealous?" Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, asking with a hint of amusement.

Ye Jiuliang scoffed, her feet wiggling contentedly, "Do you think I’m like you, constantly soaking in a vat of vinegar?"

Li Mochan’s eyes narrowed as he leaned down close, "Little rascal, what did you say?"

"Good words don’t get repeated, if you don’t understand, forget it." Ye Jiuliang gave him a sidelong glance, speaking nonchalantly.

Li Mochan stroked her cheek with his fingertip, speaking with meaning, "It seems that the latest limited edition motorcycle had better be returned."

Ye Jiuliang’s smile froze on her lips, "..."

The scheming rascal.

She put on a flattering smile and tipped her head back to peck at his jaw, "I said you are the best, my dearest Li Fifth Master is the most understanding."

"Someone just now seemed to say that I’m always stewing in a pickle jar," Li Mochan teased unrelentingly.