The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 772, Whom does "your person" refer to? (2)

"Besides, I went to the K organization to find someone. What are you doing at the Dark Hall without anything better to do?"

He went to the K organization to locate his little ’wolf pup,’ with every right to do so. What business did he have at the Dark Hall?

To admire the scenery, perhaps?

Ji Mingqian choked, his expression turning somewhat unnatural, "I..."

Li Mochan watched him leisurely, ready to refuse if Ji Mingqian couldn’t come up with a good reason.

Ye Jiuliang struggled to hold back a laugh, burying his head in his porridge while watching the drama unfold.

The atmosphere gradually grew icy as the room chilled.

After what felt like an eternity, Ji Mingqian gritted his teeth and roared at Li Mochan, "Can’t I be looking for someone too?"

A triumphant glint flickered in Li Mochan’s eyes, but he feigned confusion on his face.

"Looking for someone?"

"Li Mochan, cut out the act," Ji Mingqian said through gritted teeth, barely resisting the urge to slam his hand on the table. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Feigning ignorance when he knew better, he was deliberately riling him up.

Meeting his infuriated gaze, Li Mochan turned to Ye Jiuliang and began to tattle, "He’s yelling at me."

"Cough, cough."

Ye Jiuliang choked on his porridge and turned to look at him with an expression of amused helplessness.

Her Li Mochan had a way of teasing people that was even more infuriating and helpless than her own.

Opposite her, Ji Mingqian’s head seemed to be emitting steam from anger.

"Li Mochan, can you be any more shameless?"

At that, Li Mochan glanced at him sideways and continued to complain, "He’s also cursing at me."

The epitome of shamelessness was to become even more brazen.

Ji Mingqian, "..."

Ye Jiuliang burst into laughter, her clear laughter echoing in the dining hall.

She felt almost full from laughter alone.

After a moment, she managed to suppress her mirth, looking at Ji Mingqian with a playful smile, "How are you speaking to your future cousin-in-law? That attitude won’t do at all."

As she spoke, the mood suddenly shifted.

Li Mochan and Ji Mingqian both froze.

Their eyes met.

Their expressions were indescribably complex.

Finally, Li Mochan shifted his gaze away, his tone lackadaisical, "Who’s his future cousin-in-law? Wishful thinking."

"As if I’m keen," snorted Ji Mingqian with a mutter.

If it weren’t for that person’s sake, he would have started a fight with him long ago.

Suddenly kicked on the ankle, Ji Mingqian lifted his eyes to Ye Jiuliang, looking sullen.

Why kick him?

Ye Jiuliang gave him a look, an unspoken question of whether he still wanted to meet a certain someone.

Ji Mingqian pursed his lips and huffed softly.

"Li Mochan, I know he’s with you," he said, getting straight to the point.

Li Mochan remained silent, neither confirming nor denying.

There was no point in arguing since Ji Mingqian wouldn’t believe him anyway if he said no.

"Give him back to me," commanded Ji Mingqian authoritatively.

Ye Jiuliang, listening from the side, couldn’t help but cover her face.

Aqian, where has your high IQ gone? What do you mean ’give him back to you’? He isn’t your person in the first place.

Li Mochan sneered, his gaze heavy upon Ji Mingqian, "Your person? Who are you referring to?"

"You’re asking knowingly," Ji Mingqian retorted irritably.

Li Mochan tapped his fingertips lightly on the table, a provocative smile curving his lips, "Since when did our family’s person become your person? Besides, we’ve already returned the necklace. You think you can have the person just by saying so?"

Ji Mingqian was temporarily at a loss for words, then resorted to shamelessness, "You’ve kidnapped our family’s person; you owe us one in compensation, to call it even."

Dragged into this out of the blue, Ye Jiuliang was baffled.

She gave Ji Mingqian a sidelong glance, "What compensation? Talk properly."

Was he deliberately provoking her Li Mochan? Did he even want to meet the person soon or not?

Ji Mingqian sheepishly averted his eyes and poured himself another cup of coffee. Just as he set the cup down, Li Mochan’s voice came from across the table.

"If he wants to see you, he will show up."

The underlying message was, he didn’t want to see him for the time being.

Ji Mingqian’s handsome face darkened, "I don’t believe it."

"Believe it or not, there’s nothing you can do. If he wanted to see you, why would he avoid you?" Having finished teasing, Li Mochan stopped mocking him.

Ji Mingqian set down the cup he was holding, propped his chin in his hands, and wore a face full of sorrow, "When will he be willing to see me?"

"When he gives up on you," Li Mochan replied.

His answer was more terrifying than no answer at all.

Ji Mingqian was so angry he wanted to hurl a piece of toast at him.

Are you capable of speaking nicely? If not, better not to talk at all.

After wallowing in his dejection, Ji Mingqian looked longingly at Li Mochan, "Does he have something he particularly likes?"

Li Mochan said, "I don’t know."

"How can you be his cousin when you don’t even know what he likes?" Ji Mingqian raised his voice in frustration, continuously disappointed in Li Mochan.

Unable to stand his nagging, Li Mochan gave him a cold glare and directly retorted, "Then how come you don’t know either?"

Ji Mingqian instantly lost his nerve, "I..."

What if he gave him a sugar-coated hawthorn stick?

"I’ve had enough to eat. Mohan, come take a walk with me." During their banter, Ye Jiuliang had also finished eating.

Li Mochan had finished eating as well and got up to leave with her.

With the two of them gone, Ji Mingqian was left alone in the dining room.

He supported his head with one hand, lost in thought.

If he didn’t want to see him, then when should he go?

Maybe he should still make a night raid on the Dark Hall?

**

Outside the courtyard, the morning breeze was gentle, and colorful petals were blown off the trees, littering the ground.

"I promise I’ll stay close to you when we get there and take good care of myself; just let me go, please."

Wen Ruan’s soft voice rose beneath the trees as she clung and shook Li Mochan’s arm.

"Please?"

Li Mochan looked down at her, a teasing smile on his lips, "Are you that obedient?"

Ye Jiuliang nodded, a cunning smile flickering in her eyes, "I swear I’ll behave."

"It seems impossible not to let you go, doesn’t it?" Li Mochan gently tweaked her nose, speaking in an indulgent tone.

He agreed so readily that Ye Jiuliang felt a bit uncertain, "You agreed?"

Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, "Can I not agree?"

"I knew you were the best." Ye Jiuliang hugged him tightly, tilting her head up to peck his cheek.

Pleased with her actions, Li Mochan’s lips curved, and he enveloped her waist with his long arm, holding her close.

...

The drizzle began to fall lightly, shrouding the entire island in mist.

In the hallway, the old man’s green Tang suit could not conceal his increasingly gaunt figure.

Even the shadows under his eyelids had deepened, a clear sign of frequent insomnia.

Suddenly, the elder spoke, "Has Wang Shuo gone to the capital?"

"He has set off and is probably looking for an opportunity to make his move," Butler Mo said.

Old Master Mo narrowed his long, thin eyes, "If there’s no news by tomorrow, contact him and push for it."

Butler Mo nodded, "Yes."

"How is Mo Lingling doing?"

"Still the same. She was disciplined a few days ago and hasn’t been causing trouble since."

With that, the atmosphere returned to silence.

Old Master Mo’s eyes reflected the misty rainy scene, a faint glint of calculation passing fleetingly across them.