The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 757, it’s not good enough (3)

If Ye Yuan really hadn’t died, with his temperament, anyone who dared to touch Ye Jiuliang would have faced his relentless revenge.

Ye Xin’s eyes dropped slightly, and she fell silent.

...

Mo Garden.

By evening, the lights around the courtyard were all lit up.

The bright moon was hiding among the clouds, appearing and disappearing intermittently.

Meeting his younger brother-in-law for the first time, Ye Yuan felt somewhat awkward.

In the living room, the atmosphere was a bit chilly.

The two men sat facing each other, still maintaining the posture they had assumed over an hour ago.

Suddenly, Mingchong, after greeting him, spoke for the first time, "I had some misunderstandings about you before, but Ajiu has already explained everything to me. It was a misunderstanding on my part."

Ye Yuan smiled indifferently, "It’s fine, it’s normal for you to have misunderstandings."

Because he wasn’t the only one who misunderstood, at the time almost everyone thought he didn’t love Mingqian.

"Brother-in-law, I have some photos of my sister from when she was a child at my place. If you want to see them, you can come and get them," Mingchong smoothly changed his way of addressing him to brother-in-law, shedding the previous awkwardness.

Ye Yuan quickly agreed, "Then I’ll come and get them tomorrow."

He cared about anything that belonged to her.

"Brother-in-law, there’s also something about that Mo Yu," Mingchong said, but the smile on his face faded halfway through.

Even though the past events were a misunderstanding, over these past ten years or so, he had ended up with a nominal wife and even had a child, Mingchong always felt a bit sorry for his sister.

Knowing that there was some misunderstanding, Ye Yuan explained, "I have nothing to do with her. The marriage certificate was all falsified by her. I am only Mingqian’s."

How Mo Chen came about, he had also heard a bit from Ye Jiuliang, which was key in changing his impression of him.

Now hearing from his own mouth, "I am only Mingqian’s," Mingchong’s satisfaction with his brother-in-law rose again.

"By the way, I heard from Ajiu that you’re quite good at gardening, could you teach me?" Ye Yuan asked.

Mingchong was surprised for a moment, "Gardening?"

"Mingqian likes Champagne Roses," Ye Yuan’s mood suddenly dropped.

Mingchong immediately understood and agreed readily.

"Sure, I’ll help you with that."

Growing a yard full of flowers for someone you love is also a kind of happiness.

This feeling, he understood; he had a whole yard full of sunflowers himself.

The conversation revolved around Mingqian and Ye Jiuliang, and the two guys chatted more and more enthusiastically, the atmosphere gradually becoming relaxed and cheerful.

Seeing it was about time, Mingchong rolled up his sleeves, ready to start cooking.

"Let me help you," Ye Yuan offered.

Mingchong looked at him with a skeptical gaze, "Can you cook?"

Ye Yuan touched his nose, "I can still be a sous-chef."

Mingchong nodded; washing vegetables shouldn’t cause any trouble.

Having been to Mo Garden a few times before, Mingchong was very familiar with the place and could easily find all the ingredients and seasonings.

Rarely cooking, what Ye Yuan could do was washing and chopping vegetables; in every other respect, he was pretty much a newbie.

When Ye Jiuliang and the others returned, they stepped into the living room and immediately heard Mingchong’s complaints coming from the kitchen.

"Brother-in-law, that’s salt, not sugar."

"Don’t touch that either, you’re nearly chopping the shredded potatoes into French fries."

"Brother-in-law, maybe you should just wait outside for the meal. This place isn’t for you."

Towards the end, Mingchong was almost frantic.

Ye Jiuliang laughed, "Pfft," her dad was being rejected.

Approaching the kitchen, she saw Ye Yuan being chased out.

Ye Yuan turned around and saw Ye Jiuliang had returned, slightly embarrassed, "Ajiu, you’re back."

"Dad, it looks like my cooking skills have taken after you," Ye Jiuliang said, trying to suppress a laugh.

Ye Yuan gave an embarrassed smile.

Li Mochan rolled up his sleeves and walked into the kitchen to help out.

"Dad, let’s go to the living room for some tea." Remembering that Old Master Li was alone in the living room, Ye Jiuliang said.

Finally moving away from the topic of cooking skills, Ye Yuan quickly followed her to the living room.

In the living room, the sound of teacups clinking gently could be heard.

Hearing laughter, Old Master Li put down his teacup and looked in the direction of the footsteps.

For a moment, his gaze was drawn to the person next to Ye Jiuliang.

An unfamiliar face—if it hadn’t been confirmed by Ye Jiuliang, Old Master Li would still have trouble believing this man before him was Ye Yuan.

But on closer inspection, those slightly upturned phoenix eyes were indeed very much alike.

Just that they lacked some of the youthful rebelliousness and had gained a bit more steadiness.

"Uncle Li," recognizing the old man on the sofa, Ye Yuan called out in a calm voice.

It had been a long while since he heard the term "Uncle Li," and it gave Old Master Li a feeling as if it were from another lifetime.

He smiled and teased, "Ye Yuan, we’re in-laws now."

Reminded by this, Ye Yuan chuckled, "That won’t do. They are them, we are us."

To call Old Master Li in-law was somewhat awkward for him; if it weren’t for Ajiu being with Li Mochan, he and Li Mochan would be peers.

Old Master Li laughed heartily, "Come over for some tea, and we can have a chat as well."

Ye Yuan walked over and took a seat on the sofa diagonally opposite him.

Wanting to know, when at the Li Mansion, Ye Jiuliang had mentioned enough to him, Old Master Li wouldn’t pry into someone’s wounds.

"Mochan and Ajiu got their marriage certificate, but the wedding has been delayed. Now that you’re back, we can start talking about it. After Ajiu gives birth to the baby, we can make up for the wedding," Old Master Li said.

Ye Yuan smiled with a lift of his lips, "That’s what I was thinking too."

Since the marriage certificate was obtained, a proper wedding must be held; Ye Yuan’s daughter deserved a grand marriage.

"I discussed this with my mother-in-law, which is Mochan’s grandmother, and she also said the wedding must be held," Old Master Li continued.

Ye Jiuliang timidly interjected, "Actually, it’s okay if we don’t hold the wedding."

The process of holding a wedding is so complicated—she would much rather take Li Mochan on a trip around the world.

"No," Old Master Li and Ye Yuan said in unison.

The tacit understanding between the in-laws showed for the first time.

Ye Jiuliang closed her mouth, feeling sheepish.

Forget it, if they’re happy, then let them arrange it. It would give them something to keep busy with anyway.

Suddenly, a cell phone ringtone erupted, coming from the pocket of Li Mochan’s coat.

Ye Jiuliang reached into the pocket and pulled out the phone to see, it was from Wei Dong.

Could it be something had come up at the Dark Hall?

She picked up the phone and walked to one side to answer, but the voice that came from the other end wasn’t Wei Dong’s.

"Cousin," a voice as smooth as jade and comforting called out.

Asheng?

Ye Jiuliang narrowed her eyes, a sly smile spreading in their depths.

"Asheng, it’s me," she said.

The other end of the phone suddenly fell silent, and Jiang Yisheng laughed bitterly.

He was doomed.

Jiang Yisheng spoke in a tone of resignation, "Jiuliang, it looks like I can’t hide from you after all."

Ye Jiuliang’s lips curled into a light smirk, not telling him that she actually knew of his whereabouts a long time ago.

"Asheng, sneaking off without a word while your injuries haven’t healed, that’s really not very nice," she teased.

"Is it alright if I make it up to you by treating you to a meal when I come back?" Jiang Yisheng offered.