The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 85 - 0, Fifth Master’s ferocious words (third watch)

Chapter 85: 085, Fifth Master’s ferocious words (third watch)

At last, Wei Nan tactfully closed the door.

The cold breeze from the air conditioner was pervasive, and the atmosphere was tense.

The room, with its cool color scheme, was filled with the presence of a certain someone everywhere.

On the soft, large bed, Ye Jiuliang was as restless as if sitting on a bed of needles.

Especially since that person’s warm, large hand was clasping her wrist without letting go.

She spoke helplessly, "Mr. Li, can you let go of me first?"

"No," he answered seriously.

The moment he let go, she would run.

It was more reliable to keep holding on.

Ye Jiuliang bared her teeth, "Then what do you want?"

"I can do whatever I want?" His dark eyes suddenly lit up, and the intense gaze made Ye Jiuliang’s scalp tingle.

She huffed, "Dream on, let go."

"Take your temperature and then take the medicine," Li Mochan said as he picked up the neglected thermometer, his deep voice softening a bit.

"I won’t take the medicine." The things she hated the most were these bitter pills. A little cold could be dealt with some ginger tea or by sweating it out with a run or boxing.

Li Mochan’s indifferent gaze paused as if he sensed something, and a low, captivating laugh escaped from his lips.

"Such a grown-up and still afraid of taking medicine, huh?"

To be mocked like this, that was unacceptable.

Ye Jiuliang raised her chin slightly, "I just dislike it, I’m not afraid."

"If you’re not afraid, then take the medicine," Li Mochan coaxed while the iron was hot.

Ye Jiuliang glanced at the pills left by Wei Nan, the dark pellets looked incredibly unappetizing.

She would rather go back and find her own medicine than take these.

Avoiding the topic, she said, "Thank you for today, but I need to go back now."

Again in a hurry to leave, Li Mochan frowned and quickly held onto her hand grasping the edge of the quilt, "Go back where? To Jinxiu Linting?"

"Is there a problem?" Ye Jiuliang did not understand his words.

Li Mochan leaned in closer, jealousy faintly flickering in his dark eyes, "You’re not allowed to go."

Ye Jiuliang was even more puzzled, "Huh?"

His chilly scent was so enveloping at this close distance that she couldn’t think straight.

Ye Jiuliang raised her hand, extended a finger, and poked Li Mochan’s shoulder, saying unceremoniously, "Talk to me from further away."

She poked once, twice.

And yet she couldn’t budge him.

Li Mochan gently scratched the palm of her hand with his fingertips, his voice lowered as he coaxed her softly, "Don’t go back to Jinxiu Linting, okay?"

He kept harping on this topic, and Ye Jiuliang couldn’t suppress her curiosity any longer, "Why?"

Li Mochan, "The environment is too poor."

Ye Jiuliang raised an eyebrow, clearly disbelieving.

Knowing she wasn’t easy to fool, Li Mochan hesitated.

"Forget it, I don’t want to know anymore." Her patience worn thin, Ye Jiuliang put strength into her wrist, trying to break free from his grasp.

Li Mochan spoke with a muffled voice, his tone exceedingly sour, "Why do you have to live in Ji Mingqian’s house?" His little wolf cub, why should she stay in someone else’s home?

As he finished speaking, Ye Jiuliang narrowed her eyes dangerously, "Are you investigating me?"

"I just wanted to know where you live," Li Mochan quickly explained, facing the chill in her eyes.

Ye Jiuliang’s expression was indifferent, and deep down she wasn’t truly angry. After all, if Li Mochan had wanted to investigate her, he would have done so already. Besides, she had long known about his identity as the ruler of the Dark Hall. There wasn’t much point in fussing over these things.

She asked him, "So what?"

"Don’t go live in Ji Mingqian’s house," Li Mochan said again, his deep eyes earnestly gazing at her.

Ye Jiuliang asked amusedly, "Where I live seems to have little to do with Fifth Master Li, doesn’t it?"

Li Mochan’s aura sank, his long hand forcefully pulling her towards him. Caught off guard, the girl’s smooth forehead bumped into his chest.

It was hard and solid, leaving her a bit dazed from the collision.

Rubbing her forehead, Ye Jiuliang glared at him with eyes filled with thin anger, "Li Mochan, what do you mean?"

She’s not without temper, is she?

At worst, they could have a fight, it wasn’t as if they hadn’t fought before.

Seeing a slight red mark on her forehead, a trace of annoyance crossed Li Mochan’s eyes. He pulled her hand away and started rubbing her forehead for her.

His fingertips pressed gently, cautiously.

"Does it hurt?"

Ye Jiuliang pushed his hand away, her gaze shifting away, "Li Mochan, there’s no chance between you and me. You really don’t need to waste time on me; it doesn’t benefit you."

The atmosphere, which had finally eased, froze once again.

Hearing the same words a second time, a sting was inevitable in Li Mochan’s heart.

However, he wasn’t angry. His sexy Adam’s apple bobbed as his magnetic voice slowly filled the air, "You teased me first, and now you say we’re impossible."

Mid-sentence, he paused, then Li Mochan leaned closer, his hands bracing on either side of her.

"Jiuliang, you can’t be so domineering."

His warm breath on her ear, Ye Jiuliang steadied her heart and met his gaze.

"That’s quite an interesting accusation, but don’t just pin the big crime of flirting with Fifth Master Li on me."

Li Mochan reminded her, "In Jing Pavilion, you said you would offer yourself in return."

"..."

Ye Jiuliang’s eyes fluctuated between brightness and darkness, and inwardly, two wide noodles slid down.

It seems one can’t just make jokes these days.

"...You, I was just joking back then," she explained helplessly.

Li Mochan’s eyes lowered, and his enticing, blood-red lips approached her ear more aggressively, his voice husky and seductive, "But I took it seriously!"

Feeling a hot tingling on the tip of her ear, Ye Jiuliang instinctively covered her ear, cutting off that flirtatious breath, "Li Mochan, can we talk properly? I told you not to get so close to me."

Getting so close, trying to pull a fast one, really...

"You used to get this close to me frequently," he emphasized.

Upon hearing this, Ye Jiuliang’s eyes widened in surprise, "You, you, when did I ever get that close to you?"

Slander.

Blatant slander.

Unknowingly enticing, she had been carefree in her flirting back then, and now she seemed to have completely forgotten.

Unfortunately for her, the one she had flirted with was Li Mochan, and he wouldn’t let her off the hook.

Li Mochan lifted a strand of her hair by her ear and twirled it around his finger, "Even if you have truly forgotten, I don’t mind helping you remember."

Listening to the man’s lascivious words, Ye Jiuliang felt her mind in disarray.

Her eyes narrowed slightly and her elbow bent, aiming a blow at his waist.

As quick as lightning, Li Mochan raised his hand to block, and Ye Jiuliang seized the chance to leap off the bed, barefoot, and dash straight for the door.