The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 769. Taking a nap to catch up on sleep (2)

On the contrary, if the group fell into Ye Miao’s hands, their whole family would probably be laughed yellow-faced by outsiders.

"Don’t worry about this matter, I’ll take care of it," Xiang Zhen narrowed her eyes, a hint of ruthlessness flashed in the depths of her gaze.

Ye Yu, this is you pushing me.

...

Clouds flitted across the sky, and the morning breeze carried a touch of coolness.

"Li Mochan."

The soft and warm voice suddenly broke the tranquility of the bedroom.

Ye Jiuliang walked lazily towards the bathroom with half-closed, sleepy eyes.

She wore an overly loose robe, the black satin fabric and its male design gave away its ownership at first glance.

The robe was so loose that it dragged on the floor as she moved, almost looking like she was wearing a trailing evening gown to the uninitiated.

Not seeing anyone, she called out again, drawing out the end of her words, "Li Mochan."

Before her voice had faded, the man poked his head out from the bathroom.

His handsome face was dotted with droplets, and his outfit had changed to fresh clothes, indicating he had just finished washing up.

Seeing that she was awake, Li Mochan smiled and gestured to her.

"Come here."

Ye Jiuliang yawned and shuffled over slowly.

She was still groggy from sleep, and her voice was hoarse, "You’re back from your run?"

Li Mochan pulled her towards him, his gaze on her filled with gentle light, "Mm, I also stopped by the gym."

He had gone to the upstairs gym after his run, as she was still not awake.

Taking the toothbrush he handed her, Ye Jiuliang brushed her teeth leisurely as she looked in the mirror.

"What do you want for breakfast?" Li Mochan nibbled her cheek lightly as he watched her sleepy demeanor.

Mouth full of toothpaste foam, Ye Jiuliang mumbled unclearly, "Whatever."

Li Mochan stood behind her, his tall frame bending slightly, his jaw resting on her shoulder.

"Ji Mingqian is here."

At those words, Ye Jiuliang’s eyes widened slightly, "When did he get here?"

Why would Aqian suddenly come over? Could it be because of Asheng’s issue?

"Just now," Li Mochan said.

He had been waiting at the entrance of Mo Garden early in the morning, obviously having rushed over immediately after his flight.

After rinsing her mouth, Ye Jiuliang turned and asked, "For Asheng?"

"Perhaps," Li Mochan said nonchalantly.

Ye Jiuliang rolled her eyes, what did he mean by ’perhaps’.

"So where is he now?"

"In Asheng’s room."

Ye Jiuliang was surprised, "You let him go there?"

Li Mochan wiped the toothpaste foam from the corner of her mouth, "He said he was tired from catching the flight and came over to take a nap, so I let him go to Asheng’s room."

To take a nap?

Ye Jiuliang was speechless, what a terrible excuse.

He must have come to check whether Asheng had returned, a guy who says one thing but means another.

At this very moment, the person who claimed to need a nap was wide awake.

Ji Mingqian sat on the edge of the bed, his attention absentmindedly fixed on the photo frame on the bedside table.

In the picture, the man sat cross-legged on the grass, dressed in black pants and a white short-sleeved shirt, with delicate sunbeams wrapped around him, and a stunning smile covering his exquisite features.

How long he gazed at it, he did not know, until his neck began to ache and only then did he look away.

Ji Mingqian reached out to pull open the bedside table drawer, but aside from a few books, there was nothing else inside.

He looked around, the musical scores on the desk, and the odd little instruments placed in every corner, all were traces of his presence.

He got up and walked towards the wardrobe, opened the door, and the clothes were hanging neatly.

Suddenly, his gaze was attracted to the top shelf of the wardrobe.

All kinds of hats, among them, one was individually wrapped in a clear garment bag.

That was...

Through the garment bag, Ji Mingqian instantly recognized that it was his hat.

He reached out to take the bag, unzipped it, and took out the hat inside.

Flipping it over, he saw the initial "J" doodled on the underside of the brim, which was a habit of his. He liked to doodle the initial of his surname under his hats to avoid any mix-ups on set or elsewhere.

He caressed the doodled initial on the brim and suddenly remembered that this hat was put on him by Jiang Yisheng when she was drunk, to avoid fans during a dinner with Director Xu.

He hadn’t expected that after all this time, he still had this hat.

The corners of Ji Mingqian’s lightly tinted lips quietly curled up, revealing a faint smile.

"Knock, knock—"

The sound of knocking suddenly arose, and Ji Mingqian quickly put the hat back in the wardrobe, closed the door, and then went to open the front door.

"You’re quite early," said Ye Jiuliang with a teasing smile upon seeing who opened the door for her.

Her gaze moved past him to the large bed not far away, the bedding was neat, with clearly no signs of having been used.

"Didn’t you say you were borrowing a place for a nap?"

Knowing that she would tease him for coming here, Ji Mingqian had already prepared himself.

He rolled his eyes at her, "What do you want with me?"

"Why don’t you first tell me what brought you here all of a sudden?" Ye Jiuliang teased deliberately.

Ji Mingqian turned his head away and hummed lightly, "I told you, I came for a nap."

"You have a place to stay in the capital, yet you come here to nap." Ye Jiuliang watched him with a half-smile, patting his shoulder, "It seems the wishes of the thirsty do not lie in the wine."

It would be easier just to admit he came to find someone, but he had to be stubborn.

Ji Mingqian shrugged his shoulders, shaking off her hand, "I don’t have time for your nonsense."

Ye Jiuliang snorted, clearly, he was just feeling guilty because she hit the nail on the head, she wondered how long he could pretend.

She straightened her face, "Wang Shuo has appeared."

Ji Mingqian’s eyebrows knitted together, his expression turning serious in an instant, "Where?"

"In the basement here."

Ji Mingqian was surprised, "What? He came here to make a move on you guys?"

Ye Jiuliang hummed in response and briefly recounted what had happened last night.

"He actually laid hands on you?" Ji Mingqian was shocked.

It seemed Wang Shuo had truly lost his memory. In the past, he would have risked his life for them, let alone raise his hand against Ajiu.

Ye Jiuliang, leaning against the door frame, said coldly, "Mo Ce, that old fox, is really paranoid, even giving Wang Shuo slow-acting poison."

If there was no antidote, within a few years, Wang Shuo would die from the poison.

Ji Mingqian asked, "Is there an antidote for the poison?"

Ye Jiuliang nodded, "I’m already working on it. There’s one herb missing, but I’ve asked someone to send it from headquarters. In a couple of days, we should be able to develop the antidote."

"What about his amnesia?" Ji Mingqian was still uneasy.

If the toxicity is cured but Wang Shuo’s memory is still not restored, then the troubles will continue to linger.

Ye Jiuliang said thoughtfully, "I’ve already examined him yesterday, his amnesia is likely not caused by physical trauma, I suspect it’s either due to drugs or hypnotism."

And it was caused by being under hypnotism for a long period of time.

Ji Mingqian’s eyes brightened, "But isn’t that your specialty?"