The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 749, If you don’t mean it, don’t give people hope (1)
Ye Jiuliang nodded, barely touching the chair before Ji Mingqian’s voice came from the living room outside.
"Li Mochan, come out."
"Li Mochan..."
The agitated voice sounded as if he was seeking revenge.
Ye Jiuliang raised an eyebrow, looking at Li Mochan with a smile that was not quite a smile, "You can’t hide anymore."
That guy, Aqian, was very astute. He was just momentarily flustered yesterday, but now he must have calmed down and realized something was amiss.
Li Mochan curled his lips up slightly, stretched out his hand to lightly scrape her nose tip, "Eat your meal quickly."
Ye Jiuliang pouted and picked up her spoon to eat the porridge.
In the living room, Mo Chen saw Ji Mingqian, who stormed in with a menacing presence, and his face showed surprise.
After a sleepless night, there were red blood vessels in Ji Mingqian’s eyes, and a faint shadow could be seen beneath his eyelids.
"Brother Mingqian, what’s wrong?" Mo Chen snapped out of his surprise, having never seen Ji Mingqian in such a dejected and gloomy state, his tone unavoidably shocked.
Ji Mingqian looked around, his voice raspy, "Where is Li Mochan?"
"My brother-in-law, he..."
Before he finished speaking, Li Mochan just happened to walk out of the dining room.
Mo Chen could not get a clear look before Ji Mingqian had already rushed in front of Li Mochan.
He straightforwardly asked, "Li Mochan, where is he?"
Li Mochan glanced at him coolly, his tone mild, "If I knew, would I need to send someone to look for him?"
Ji Mingqian didn’t believe him and grabbed his arm, softening his tone, "Li Mochan, I’m begging you, just tell me where he is."
Faced with the pleading in his eyes, Li Mochan remained indifferent. He pushed away his hand and walked toward the courtyard.
Unable to figure out his thoughts, Ji Mingqian followed reluctantly.
Behind them, Mo Chen scratched the back of his head with his hand.
What had happened?
Arriving in the courtyard, Li Mochan stopped, turned his head to look at him, rummaged in his pocket, clenched his fist and extended it in front of Ji Mingqian.
Upon opening his fingers, a necklace came into view.
The diamond, transparent as green jade, was carved into the shape of a star, unique and noble.
It was the necklace he had previously given to Jiang Yisheng.
Ji Mingqian was stunned, a complex darkness flashing through his eyes.
Hadn’t he put the necklace back on him? Why was it in Li Mochan’s hands?
Before he could ask, Li Mochan explained, "This necklace was found on the nightstand by the hospital bed."
Ji Mingqian’s face shifted subtly. Found on the nightstand?
Did that mean Jiang Yisheng intentionally left it there?
He took his luggage, leaving behind only the necklace he had given him.
Ji Mingqian reached out to take the necklace, clutching it tightly in his palm.
Was he angry with him?
Li Mochan crossed his arms, his gaze indifferent as he looked at him, "Asheng’s leaving is good for both of you, isn’t it?"
At these words, Ji Mingqian instantly became angry, "What do you mean it’s good for him and for me, Li Mochan, don’t just stand there and talk without suffering the consequences."
Since he had left, Ji Mingqian was almost going mad looking for him. How could that be good for him?
"He needs time to give up, and you need time to process this and also time to give up," Li Mochan continued, ignoring his fiery gaze.
Ji Mingqian became even more irritated, his voice turning agitated, "Who said I need time to give up, who said that?"
Which ear of his, Li Mochan, had heard him say such a thing? He had never once said he wanted to give up from the beginning to end.
Moreover, he wouldn’t allow him to give up, never.
At this thought, even Ji Mingqian startled himself.
It turned out that deep in his subconscious, he absolutely wouldn’t allow Jiang Yisheng to give up on him; his concern for him was stronger than he had imagined.
Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, leisurely watching him, "You’re not giving up, so what do you plan to do?"
The raging fire of Ji Mingqian’s spirit instantly dwindled, and he momentarily lost his words, "I..."
Seeing him stammering, the corners of Li Mochan’s lips curled slightly, "If you can’t even answer that, why the rush to find someone?"
It was rare for someone who was always quick-witted to be at a loss for words.
Ji Mingqian furrowed his brows, staring at Li Mochan until his eyes began to sting.
"Ji Mingqian, if you don’t have that intention, then don’t give people hope. Do you still not understand why Asheng left?" Li Mochan’s crisp voice turned cold, "If you don’t care, then let’s just clear the slate; it’s better for everyone."
Clear the slate?
Ji Mingqian’s breath hitched, and deep down he subconsciously resisted the idea of clearing the slate with him.
"You don’t need to keep asking me where he is. Even if I knew and brought him back, he wouldn’t want to see you. If he were willing to see you, maybe he’s already prepared to clear the slate with you," Li Mochan added.
Upon hearing this, Ji Mingqian was shaken to the core by Li Mochan’s words.
"Ji Mingqian, take this time to think clearly. Otherwise, even if you find him, what’s the use? Continue the cold war, or keep arguing?" Li Mochan’s tone softened a bit.
Li Mochan stepped past him and walked back to the living room.
Ji Mingqian’s voice suddenly rang out, "You don’t object?"
Li Mochan slowed his pace, "If I object, would you give up?"
Ji Mingqian said nothing, for he already had his answer at heart.
The footsteps receding behind him, Ji Mingqian opened his hand and looked at the necklace in his palm, lost in thought.
"Did you say it?" In the living room, Ye Jiuliang saw Li Mochan return and asked curiously.
Li Mochan sat down beside her, "No."
Even if he said no, Ji Mingqian wouldn’t believe it. Saying it or not made no difference.
Ye Jiuliang looked at the figure standing motionless in the courtyard, sighed helplessly.
It really was the first time she’d seen Aqian so indecisive.
It seemed he had some worrying to do.
"Don’t worry, he will figure it out eventually." Li Mochan extended his hand, drawing her into his arms.
But having hesitated too long, chasing someone back would be even more of an effort.
Ye Jiuliang nodded, picking up an apple and continuing to nibble at it.
After a while, Ji Mingqian walked in from outside the courtyard.
His hair slightly disheveled, his stubble unshaven, a rare sight of disarray.
Knowing he must not have had breakfast, Ye Jiuliang dragged him to sit down, "Eat your breakfast."
Looking at the breakfast on the table, Ji Mingqian’s appetite was lacking, and he gently shook his head.
"I’m not hungry."
Ye Jiuliang grabbed his shoulder and gave it a pat, "Not hungry, my ass. You’re made of iron? You haven’t eaten since yesterday to now, still not hungry my ass."
"Hurry up and eat, don’t waste food."
Ji Mingqian felt a pain in his shoulder, glanced at her, and his lips trembled slightly, "Can’t you be gentler?"
Ye Jiuliang’s lips curved into a slight smirk, "No."
Ji Mingqian rolled his eyes, reached out to take the bowl, the porridge was still hot.
After taking a spoonful, he said, "The taste is a bit bland."
Ye Jiuliang gave him a sidelong glance, "Be glad you have food at all, quit your whining."
Ji Mingqian grunted, his peripheral vision catching a suitcase not far off, "Where are you guys going?"
"Back to the capital," Ye Jiuliang said.
Ji Mingqian murmured in acknowledgement and continued eating his porridge.
