The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 830: Master Li Who’s Afraid of Being Tickled (3)
Li Mochan picked up a small bowl of soup, while Ye Jiuliang was already holding a spoon, waiting to drink.
Without reaching for the bowl, she directly started drinking with the spoon in her hand.
"I promised Aqian that I would return tomorrow. He’s been having nightmares and can’t feel at ease, so he probably won’t feel better until I go back."
Li Mochan looked down at her, lowering his voice, "Going back tomorrow might not be the best idea."
"Hmm?" Ye Jiuliang paused, spoon in hand, looking up at him with a puzzled expression.
"What do you mean?"
Li Mochan glanced at the door, "I’ll tell you when we get back to the room."
So mysterious?
Ye Jiuliang shot him a glance, her curiosity now piqued.
"Just one more dish to fry and it’ll be done. Wait outside, we’ll eat soon." Li Mochan took the spoon from her, placing the bowl aside.
Ye Jiuliang shook her head, "There’s nothing to do outside, I’ll keep you company here."
Li Mochan’s lips curved slightly as he continued chopping vegetables.
During dinner, Ji Mingqian was still absent-minded.
His dejected look was rare; Li Mochan glanced at him nonchalantly, shifting his gaze away.
"Why the gloomy face? Eat up. Remember to check the files Achen sent earlier and prepare the plan, we’re sending it to Achen in a couple of days." Ye Jiuliang looked at his bowl, still half full, tapping the table lightly.
Ji Mingqian nodded absent-mindedly, uncertain if he even heard her.
Since Li Mochan cooked dinner, naturally the task of washing dishes fell to Ji Mingqian.
After spending the whole day by the sea, Ye Jiuliang didn’t have the energy to go out, and went back to the room after dinner.
The sea breeze brought with it a hint of coolness, while the cicadas’ chirping outside gradually faded.
After drying her hair, Li Mochan put away the hairdryer, and Ye Jiuliang jumped onto the bed, hugging her tablet to play games.
Just as she was about to start a game, she suddenly remembered there was something unfinished that she didn’t understand, and she sat up, "Right, you didn’t finish what you were saying in the kitchen."
Li Mochan walked over and had just laid down when Ye Jiuliang decisively abandoned her tablet, rolling into his arms.
He wrapped an arm around her, his hand weaving through her silky hair, his voice indifferent, "Uncle found out."
Ye Jiuliang froze, blinking her eyes.
Found out?
In a moment, she realized, staring wide-eyed at Li Mochan, "Really?"
Uncle figured it out so quickly, after Achen just returned for a few days. How was it discovered?
Seeing her skeptical gaze, Li Mochan nodded, "Uncle enforced the family rules; Achen was beaten to within an inch of his life in the ancestral hall."
It was the first time Uncle had laid hands on Achen, and to be so harsh surely meant he was utterly furious.
"What?" Ye Jiuliang covered her mouth, stifling her gasp.
Achen was beaten nearly to death?
"How is Achen now?"
Surprisingly, Uncle would enforce the family law, and Achen had just recovered from his injuries before this beating... it’s uncertain if he’d survive it.
"Aunt and the others had doctors check on Achen, Uncle was too harsh this time. It would take at least a month and a half for him to recover," Li Mochan explained.
Upon hearing this, Ye Jiuliang murmured, "Looks like there’s some truth to telepathy."
One had a nightmare, the other was injured, and both coincidentally verified it.
"Uncle is furious now, going back won’t change anything, and Achen also needs time to recover," Li Mochan continued.
If they went back now, Achen might get beaten again, or the consequences might be more severe.
Uncle’s temper in this matter is unpredictable. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞
Ye Jiuliang sighed, "What can we do, Aqian is definitely going back tomorrow, we can’t keep this hidden for long."
Li Mochan narrowed his cold eyes, "Have Chu Chen find something to keep him busy, delay it as long as possible."
"Will that work? What if Aqian calls? Won’t everything be exposed?" Ye Jiuliang worried.
"It won’t, Achen won’t tell him about his injuries unless absolutely necessary," Li Mochan reassured, "I heard Uncle locked himself in the study after coming out of the ancestral hall, there’s a chance he might sever the father-son relationship."
If it weren’t for the poor signal here, the call from home would have come through by now.
Upon hearing that, Ye Jiuliang was stunned; sever the father-son relationship?
"Isn’t that a bit exaggerated?" she looked up at him, frowning, "Uncle has such a good temper, would he really do something so heartless?"
Li Mochan lowered his head, his lips touching her forehead, "Achen was beaten nearly to death, what else could be impossible."
Ye Jiuliang was at a loss for words, "..."
If things really escalated to that point, then...
She sighed softly, burying her head into his chest, her voice muffled, "Poor Achen."
Handling matters of the heart was her least expertise; dealing with an organization would be simpler for her.
"So what do we do, are we still going back tomorrow?"
Li Mochan shook his head, "Don’t go back, send Chu Chen a message, have him find something to keep Ji Mingqian busy."
"Send a message?" Ye Jiuliang raised her head from his chest, "With this place’s signal, wouldn’t it take until tomorrow night to send a message?"
Saying this, she realized an inconsistency, grabbing his collar, "Wait, how did you receive messages in such a poor signal area?"
Seeing her belated reaction, Li Mochan chuckled softly, pulling open the drawer of the bedside table and taking out a phone.
He explained, "This phone is equipped with a special chip to communicate with the outside."
Even on vacation, it’s impossible to completely cut off from the outside world, otherwise, they’d be clueless if something happened unexpectedly.
Ye Jiuliang pursed her lips, "Li Mochan, you’re so cunning."
He even lied to her that the signal was bad and he was helpless, absolutely making things up out of thin air.
Li Mochan, that big liar.
She reached out and grabbed the phone, sending Chu Chen a message.
"Li Mochan, you’re so cunning, would you ever sell me while I’m still counting money for you?" she asked while editing the message.
"If I sold you, where would I find another little rascal?" Li Mochan reached out, pinching her nose, laughter spilling from his lips.
After sending the message, Ye Jiuliang tossed the phone aside, reaching out to tickle him.
"Liar, daring to deceive me about the bad signal, I actually believed it."
Reflexively dodging back, the fearless Master Li actually feared being tickled.
Li Mochan laughed, grabbing her hands to stop her antics.
