The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 793, Can I be willful once? (2)

If those two start arguing later, it would be his misfortune.

Should he go have a look?

After some thought, Wen Rang decided to check on them, so at the crucial moment at least he could intervene and break up the fight.

Approaching, he squeezed his voice and called out softly, "Yisheng."

Jiang Yisheng, who had not been sleeping, twitched the corners of his lips when he heard the voice.

He dared to come.

Just as he was about to draw the curtains, the person beside him preempted him, pressing a strong, long arm against his shoulder.

Ji Mingqian shushed him, and Jiang Yisheng frowned and said coldly, "Switch back to your place."

Ji Mingqian didn’t utter a word, extending his hand to lift a corner of the curtain to peek out.

When Wen Rang saw it was Ji Mingqian, he was about to ask when the person opposite gestured an OK sign to him, "We’re discussing work, you go get some rest."

With no sound from Jiang Yisheng inside, Wen Rang took it as a silent agreement, relaxed and peacefully turned to leave.

Having sent Wen Rang away, Ji Mingqian turned back to meet Jiang Yisheng’s indifferent green eyes and chuckled dryly, "Why are you looking at me like that?"

Jiang Yisheng stared at him for a few seconds and snorted coldly, "What work do I have to discuss with you?"

Ji Mingqian held back a laugh and picked up the forgotten bag of candied hawthorn, "Want to try one?"

Jiang Yisheng shifted his gaze away, "No."

Ji Mingqian moved closer, rubbing his hands stealthily, "Are you sure you don’t want one?"

The refusal remained unchanged, "No."

Ji Mingqian didn’t insist and looked for another topic to ease the atmosphere, "Do you have any plans in City J?"

Jiang Yisheng glanced at him and then fell silent again, turning his back to him.

Ji Mingqian showed helplessness, scratching at his forehead, looking at the back so close at hand, he was a bit troubled.

Ignoring him again.

With his back to him, Jiang Yisheng’s eyes open, he could see the necklace on his neck just by lowering his head slightly.

Meant for the fated one, right?

Where should he and he go from here, could he be willful just once?

And would the family approve?

As he pondered, Jiang Yisheng dozed off into a dazed sleep.

Perhaps knowing that person was by his side, he slept deeply.

Ji Mingqian draped his own coat over him, his thin lips moving slightly, his voice very soft.

"Idiot."

This time he wouldn’t let him slip away again.

...

MK Group.

Approaching noon, the conference room door finally opened.

Noisy footsteps erupted as a group of people emerged, looking like they had just survived a great battle, as if they had all faced a matter of life and death.

The collaboration project was rejected, and there would be overtime work today.

"Master, there’s a dinner with Fetern Group later, are you going to make an appearance?" Wei Bei followed closely beside Li Mochan, carrying files.

Li Mochan, with his unthawed cold expression, glanced at his wristwatch, his thoughts already drifting to his young cub at home.

"Cancel it."

As expected, Wei Bei nodded, "Yes."

"There’s a mid-year conference at the head office, and there’s the follow-up to the acquisition of Tengyue Group, the schedule is set for departure tomorrow, what do you think?"

Li Mochan said, "Push it back another day."

"Yes."

One did not need to think hard to guess why he wanted to delay by a day; it was all about the wife. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

Approaching the office, Li Mochan saw the door of the office was ajar and frowned slightly.

Behind him, Wei Bei’s face changed slightly—who would have the audacity to enter the CEO’s office without permission?

Without waiting to suspect who it might be, Li Mochan stepped forward and went in.

Inside, hearing footsteps, Ye Jiuliang looked up from the documents, twirling a steel pen between her fingertips.

She flashed a smile, "If you didn’t come back soon, I was about to order takeaway."

Meeting her gaze, the coldness in Li Mochan’s eyes dissipated instantly, and a charming smile spread across his lips, "Why didn’t you say anything when you arrived? How long have you been waiting here?"

Wei Bei followed him in and upon seeing the woman sitting at the desk, smiled knowingly.

So it was her who dared.

It made sense, after all. No one else in the entire group dared to barge into the CEO’s office without permission except for her.

He quietly retreated with the documents in his arms. He hadn’t had lunch yet and he definitely didn’t want to be stuffed with dog food first.

"I saw you were in a meeting, so I didn’t bother you." Ye Jiuliang tapped the pile of documents beside her with the pen, her eyes smiling, "I’ve dealt with these for you, no thanks necessary. Just treat me to something tasty."

Li Mochan chuckled, walked around the desk to her side, and teasingly flicked her nose, "Then much obliged, Master Jiu."

"No problem, just buy me a big motorcycle," Ye Jiuliang raised an eyebrow, a roguish smile on her face.

It had been months since she’d been to the motorcycle racetrack, and she was itching for it. Once the baby was born, the first place she would go was the motorcycle racetrack.

Li Mochan was helpless with amusement, his mind always on motorcycles, "Let’s go eat."

Putting down the pen, Ye Jiuliang took hold of his hand, using him as a support to stand up.

She mentioned in passing, "Aqian called me, he’s found Asheng."

"Met with a cold reception?" Li Mochan teased with a schadenfreude smile.

"He found him, yes, but they haven’t talked yet."

"Wimp."

Her undisguised contempt made Ye Jiuliang glance at him with amusement, "If it were you, I think you’d fare no better."

He was a wimp?

Heh.

Li Mochan looked at her with a smile that was not quite a smile, "As I recall, you were the one who was timid back then, right?"

Who was it that kept hiding from him, desperately running away?

Ye Jiuliang coughed lightly, she’d shot herself in the foot.

"On the way here, I saw a new restaurant has opened. Why don’t we give it a try?"

The change of topic was quite obvious, but Li Mochan didn’t expose her little trick and went along with it, "Okay."

The two walked out of the office, chatting and laughing, and entered the elevator. It was then that Li Mochan remembered the potted plant in the office.

"The flower, did you see it?"

Ye Jiuliang beamed with a smile, "I wouldn’t have guessed, but my dear Mister Li is not so great at knitting scarves, yet quite skilled at gardening."

Speaking of knitting scarves was almost a nightmare to Li Mochan; he didn’t even want to hear about it.

He, following her lead, changed the subject, "Have you settled all matters with the Ye Family?"

Ye Jiuliang nodded, succinctly summarizing what had happened at the Ye Family.

"Seems I’ve really married a treasure," Li Mochan said, lightly ruffling her hair in jest.

Knowing he was deliberately teasing her to make her happy, Ye Jiuliang curved her lips, "Don’t sweet talk me into treating you, I don’t have money for that."

Li Mochan laughed softly, "Then let’s not pay and dine-and-dash instead."

"That’s a good idea." Ye Jiuliang squinted her eyes with a chuckle, "Worth considering."

Upon leaving the Group, the staff passing through the lobby all started chattering excitedly.

It was rare for Li Mochan to visit the company, but Ye Jiuliang’s increasingly noticeable belly was drawing even more attention.

In just a short period, not only had they gotten married, but now they were expecting a child as well.

Completely outshining all of them.