The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 782. Would rather be alone for life (3)

Ji Mingqian darkened his face, hopping mad.

He looked up and roared, "Li Mochan, you and I are irreconcilable enemies."

...

M Country.

The weather in midsummer was capricious; just moments ago, there had been a drizzle, and now the sky was clear and boundless.

The light blue sheer curtains lifted in the breeze, and a gentle wind slowly poured into the bedroom from the window.

Jiang Yisheng cuddled up with his laptop on the couch, having finished reviewing the details about the previously interrupted concert sent by Wen Rang, he fell into a brief contemplation.

After a moment, he looked up at the clock on the wall, and without realizing it, it was already noon.

Putting the laptop on the table, Jiang Yisheng stood up and began walking towards the French windows.

Piercing through the curtains, he stepped out onto the terrace.

Splinters of golden light scattered on his face, causing him to squint his enchanting green eyes uncomfortably.

Ever since he was injured at the concert, he seemed to have been too comfortable for too long, so much so that he felt he might start to mold.

He suddenly found himself missing his past life, living on stage.

"Knock, knock—"

The sound of knocking interrupted his thoughts.

Jiang Yisheng turned and walked back into the room, opened the door, and met the smiling eyes of the person outside.

"Mr. Jiang, here are your pills." Every few days, Wei Nan would come over to change his medication.

Jiang Yisheng thanked him and took the medicine bottle that he handed over.

"Wei Nan, you seem to be in a good mood today." Noticing that his smile was much brighter than usual, Jiang Yisheng commented casually.

Wei Nan nodded, smiling, "Mo Ce, that old fox, has already been dealt with by our master, of course, it’s a reason to be happy."

Jiang Yisheng was startled. He had also heard about Mo Ce from Li Mochan and the others. Mo Ce was Mo Su’s grandfather and also the one who had been scheming against Jiuliang from the shadows.

He hadn’t expected Mo Ce to be caught so quickly. This was indeed good news.

Jiang Yisheng’s lips curled up, and the thought growing in his heart became firmer.

"Wei Nan, I want to leave this place," he said calmly.

Wei Nan was stunned, "Leave?"

Wasn’t he staying at Dark Hall precisely to avoid letting others know his whereabouts? And now he suddenly wanted to leave?

Jiang Yisheng nodded, a shallow smile appearing at the corner of his lips, "My wounds have mostly healed now, and it’s too boring to stay here any longer. I want to go out and have a look around."

"Have you talked to the master?" Wei Nan asked.

Jiang Yisheng shook his head, "I’ll give him a call in a moment."

Wei Nan understood, and his smile widened, "Alright, just notify the master, and if there’s anything you need help with, tell me, and I’ll handle it for you."

Jiang Yisheng responded warmly, "Then I’ll trouble you."

"I still have some matters to attend to. If there’s anything, just call me," Wei Nan said.

Jiang Yisheng hummed in acknowledgment.

After seeing Wei Nan off and closing the door, Jiang Yisheng moved towards the wardrobe and began packing.

...

It was a rare return to the island, and Ye Jiuliang and her companions decided to stay for another night before returning.

After a filling dinner, Ye Jiuliang dragged Li Mochan with her for a walk.

When they reached the pear orchard, Ye Jiuliang plucked a pear blossom.

She walked with small steps, her stomach full, unable to walk fast.

"Aqian told me you wouldn’t let him go to the Dark Hall?" Remembering how Ji Mingqian had been staring at Li Mochan all through dinner, that melancholy look mixed with the sharpness of a cold blade, Ye Jiuliang couldn’t help but giggle at the thought.

Her Li Mochan was too sly, somehow having anticipated that Aqian would turn to Wei Xi.

"Even if he went, it would have been a wasted trip," Li Mochan glanced at the petals on her shoulder and reached out to brush them off.

Ye Jiuliang paused and looked up at him, "Why?"

Li Mochan halted his steps along with her, the corner of his lips curling into a teasing smile, "Asheng left Dark Hall today."

Ye Jiuliang was surprised, "Why did he suddenly leave? Wasn’t he staying in Dark Hall comfortably?"

Could it be that he found out that Aqian wanted to go to Dark Hall to look for him, so he slipped away first?

If that was the case, Aqian might be about to cry again.

"The injuries on his body have almost healed, and he got bored in Dark Hall," Li Mochan explained.

Ye Jiuliang couldn’t help but laugh through her tears, burrowing into Li Mochan’s chest, "Then where did he go?"

"Trying to gather information for Ji Mingqian?" Li Mochan looked down at her, mischief glinting in his eyes.

Ye Jiuliang lifted her head from his embrace, giving him a disdainful glare, "Am I that kind of person?"

"You seem like it."

"You..."

Before she could get angry, Li Mochan quickly changed the subject, "I don’t know either."

Ye Jiuliang’s gaze was inquisitive as she looked at him, clearly not believing him.

"Really?"

Asheng hadn’t told him where he was going—she didn’t buy it.

Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, lips curving into a faint smile, "This time he truly didn’t tell me, but it seems he has come to terms with something. He just mentioned he’d go clear his mind for a few days and would return home soon."

Seizing on the key point in his words, Ye Jiuliang asked urgently, "Come to terms with what?"

"He didn’t say, and I didn’t ask," Li Mochan said.

"..."

How could he not ask such an important question.

It was so frustrating.

She asked subtly, "Then did he say anything else, like something related to Aqian?"

Li Mochan shook his head, "He only said that after he returns, he will continue the concert that got interrupted before, and that we both should go support him."

Ye Jiuliang frowned, unable to fathom Jiang Yisheng’s thoughts.

What’s the situation?

It sounded like he was getting over a heartbreak. Could it be that he had really decided to give up?

"He’s leaving Dark Hall, and you didn’t have someone send him off. You must know where he went, right?" Ye Jiuliang confronted him with a skeptical look.

Meeting her doubtful gaze, Li Mochan replied with amusement, "Wei Nan took him to the airport, and after Wei Nan left, he bought a ticket and left on his own."

In matters of the heart, Ye Jiuliang tended to be less savvy. After pondering, she still couldn’t decipher Jiang Yisheng’s intentions.

Her eyes sparkling, she looked at Li Mochan with an innocent smile, "Li Wuye, could you enlighten me? Has Asheng truly given up?"

If that were the case, what would Aqian do?

For them, giving someone a necklace signified they had chosen their person for life. Letting go was almost impossible.

At that moment, Li Mochan curled his finger and flicked her forehead lightly.

He teased her, "My clever little wolvie, is there something you can’t figure out?"

"I’m not as clever as you," she sweetly replied.

Li Mochan chuckled softly, wrapping his long arms around her and pulling her into his embrace.

Ye Jiuliang was puzzled and just as she was about to ask further, the man’s deep and magnetic voice passed through the cool breeze and landed in her ear, "A person from the Jiang Family will only be moved once in their lifetime. If it’s not by that one person who stirs their heart, they would rather be alone forever."

Regarding this matter, generations of the Jiang Family serve as the best examples.

The wind ceased, and the man’s tender voice seemed to still linger by her ear, unshakable.

Ye Jiuliang blinked, dazed for a few seconds, her rosy lips curving into a bright smile.

She looked up at him, asking with interest, "Does that include you as well?"

After all, he was half a member of the Jiang Family.

Li Mochan gazed at her intensely, his tone dropping low, "What do you think?"