The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 839: Even If You Won’t, He Will (Part 2)
Ye Jiuliang nodded helplessly.
The words she was asked to convey to Aqian, she didn’t even know how to say them to him; just thinking about them made her uneasy, let alone how Aqian might react upon hearing them.
"Let’s go for a walk over there." Li Mochan held her hand and walked towards a quiet path.
"Grandma said Erbao has been staying by the pond over there these past few days. We should bring it back with us."
Ye Jiuliang acknowledged, holding the baby, slowing down her pace.
The cold moonlight spilled over the quiet garden, exuding a somewhat desolate beauty.
Ye Jiuliang saw Erbao nestled in the grass and smiled faintly, "How has Asheng been these past few days?"
With Asheng not around, perhaps Erbao would feel lonely too.
"I heard he often drinks iced coffee in the middle of the night and doesn’t eat his meals on time. Occasionally, he asks the kitchen to make bitter melon and pork rib porridge." Li Mochan picked a fresh flower and handed it to Ye Jiuliang.
Iced coffee?
Bitter melon?
For a moment, Ye Jiuliang forgot to reach out and take the flower, her expression turning complex and indescribable.
When she regained her senses, she curiously asked, "How do you know this, do you have someone on the island?"
Li Mochan shook his head, his voice indifferent, "I accidentally overheard it during a conversation between uncle and aunt."
After speaking, the person beside him suddenly stared at him.
"Is there something on my face?" Li Mochan raised an eyebrow.
Ye Jiuliang smiled, took the flower from his hand, a faint smile on her lips, "I suddenly remembered, when you lost your memory, you drank the juice I liked and ate the food I loved."
Asheng and he indeed have many similarities; they truly are a family.
Li Mochan’s thin lips lightly curled, immediately understanding her implied meaning.
He reached out and rubbed her head, "Silly girl."
Ye Jiuliang smiled with curved lips.
...
The wind was fresh, and the blue sky floated with white clouds.
As soon as he got off the plane, Ji Mingqian headed straight to the castle.
As the car approached the entrance, separated by a distance, his attention was drawn to the two figures standing closely at the gate.
He turned off the engine and got out of the car.
Ji Mingqian walked over with his hands in his pockets, his steps lively.
"Are you two standing here to welcome me?"
Ye Jiuliang looked at the smile on his face, thinking about the scene they were about to face, her own smile gradually froze.
Ji Mingqian glanced around, unable to find the figure he was longing for, a hint of disappointment flashing across his brows.
"Aqian, you don’t need to search, he’s not here." Ye Jiuliang steeled her heart and revealed the situation.
The smile in Ji Mingqian’s eyes faded, recalling the unanswered calls these past few days, a bad feeling rising in his heart.
"What do you mean?"
Ye Jiuliang suddenly felt a pang of reluctance, Li Mochan spoke for her, his voice low, "Uncle found out and enforced family discipline on Asheng."
Upon hearing this, Ji Mingqian’s heart tightened, he held his breath, his voice turning hoarse, "What do you mean by enforced family discipline?"
At this moment, the almost forgotten nightmare resurfaced in his mind.
It wasn’t a dream.
He was really injured.
"He was beaten with the disciplinary ruler, almost lost half his life." Li Mochan stated honestly.
Even if he didn’t say it, Ji Mingqian had the ability to find out, it was better to clarify the situation to avoid complications.
Almost lost half his life.
The last sentence struck his heart heavily, pressing him like a massive stone, making it difficult to breathe.
Ji Mingqian’s face looked terrible, as if the blood in his body froze inch by inch.
Is this why the calls couldn’t be connected?
If he hadn’t come today, how long were they planning to hide it from him?
"How is he now?" As he spoke, he was still most concerned about his injuries.
Seeing the veins bulging on his forehead, Ye Jiuliang reluctantly revealed the truth, "He’s no longer in life-threatening danger, he was sent to another place to recuperate by uncle a few days ago."
Injured so severely, yet still sent elsewhere to recuperate?
The underlying thoughts he could guess without thinking.
Ji Mingqian looked deeply at Ye Jiuliang, his voice hoarse, hiding a hint of hurt, "Ajiu, you know me, how could even you lie to me?"
No wonder Achen suddenly said he had something that needed his return, no wonder, after resolving matters in F Country, he used every excuse to let him stay two more days at headquarters. It turned out they all knew, only he was kept in the dark.
Ye Jiuliang was at a loss, "I..."
"Where is he, tell me where he is now?" Ji Mingqian lost control, shouting at Ye Jiuliang.
Beaten until he was left with just half a life, how severe must the injuries be, why couldn’t that fool learn to rely on him a bit more.
Li Mochan reached out to grip his shoulder, blocking in front of Ye Jiuliang, his voice cold, "Ji Mingqian, calm down."
"Calm down, how am I supposed to calm down?" Ji Mingqian’s eyes were bloodshot as he frantically yelled, "That dream wasn’t fake, it was real, if it were you, could you stay calm?"
The dream was filled with blood, that fool lost so much blood, he must have been in extreme pain.
Ye Jiuliang reached out to pull Li Mochan aside, facing Ji Mingqian’s gaze, "He has a few words for me to convey to you."
Ji Mingqian was slightly stunned, finally calming down a bit.
"This lifetime’s promise is my failure, count it as my selfishness, I don’t want to return the necklace, the apology will have to wait for the next life." Ye Jiuliang relayed word by word, not missing a single one.
Ji Mingqian’s eyes gradually turned hollow, his steps staggered backward, a cold sensation climbing up his spine, as if falling into an eternal ice cave.
Once again, he’s being abandoned.
What does it mean to fail this lifetime’s promise? No, he won’t agree, he absolutely won’t agree.
He regained his senses, suddenly grabbing Li Mochan’s hand, his expression borderline deranged, "Where is he, where is he?"
"No need to look." A deep voice came from afar, approaching with authority.
Ye Jiuliang turned her head, saw Jiang Hai coming out, her expression complicated.
Ji Mingqian released his grip, lifting his eyes to meet Jiang Hai’s calm black eyes, barely regaining his composure.
He staggered to confront him, his voice hoarse, "Uncle, I beg you."
Jiang Hai looked at him, lacking the admiration of the past, filled more with complexity.
He said calmly, "Go back, some things can’t be forced."
"What would it take for you to agree?" Ji Mingqian cared about nothing else, only wanting to see him quickly; he didn’t beat around the bush, asking directly.
"Since you came today, I’ll make it clear, no matter what, I won’t agree to this." Jiang Hai said ruthlessly.
"Some things will naturally fade over time."
Ji Mingqian clenched his fists, emotions teetering on the brink of collapse, faced with the impact of hurt, he stated firmly, "What if I say I’m determined to see it through?"
"Even if you are, he won’t be." Jiang Hai answered mildly, unfazed.
"Sending him to the island for recuperation isn’t enough to prove his decision?"
Ji Mingqian’s gaze dimmed slightly, does he have to be this cruel?
Emotions plunged to the abyss’s depth, Jiang Hai’s voice resounded again, "It’s not impossible to meet, but there are conditions."
