The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 851: Not Understanding How the Rich Think (2)
Ye Jiuliang swallowed the porridge in his mouth, glancing at him without leaving a trace, "They said it would be in a few days, but not sure exactly when they’ll be back."
"Aqian, have you really had no contact during this time?" Gu Xinuo looked at Ji Mingqian and asked tentatively.
For more than two months, they all tacitly avoided mentioning this matter in front of him. It’s been so long, are they planning to drag this out indefinitely?
Ji Mingqian played with the car keys at his fingertips, responding indifferently with a hum.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to contact, but he’s afraid that once he does, he won’t be able to stay calm as he is now, unable to ensure that he can use work to numb himself.
His lost demeanor in these two months was seen by everyone, and Gu Xinuo couldn’t help but yearn for the bold and unrestrained Ji Mingqian of the past.
"How long will you stay here?"
"I only took three or four days off, there’s still some filming left with the crew." Ji Mingqian raised his eyes lightly, speaking in a subdued voice.
Since they were already talking about these issues, Chu Chen simply voiced his inner doubts, "Aqian, didn’t you say before that you would leave the circle after acting for three or four years? After filming this movie, do you plan to continue like this?"
He knew that acting was just a temporary interest for him, and he had said before he wouldn’t stay in this circle forever, but in these two months, he noticed a change, a vague hint that he might want to continue down the path of acting.
Several gazes fell onto him simultaneously, Ji Mingqian’s eyes darkened slightly, a somewhat ambiguous smile floated at the corners of his lips.
He replied absent-mindedly, "I don’t know."
Perhaps when that person retires from the circle, he will also retreat with them. Before that, he wants to be in places where that person can see him, so they can know his whereabouts and never forget him.
Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, quietly shifting his gaze away, being more or less aware of Ji Mingqian’s thoughts.
The topic abruptly stopped, continuing the discussion would only make the atmosphere colder.
...
The sea and sky were one color, the calm sea flashed with rippling waves.
Suddenly, a white jet ski raced over the surface of the sea, raising layers of waves.
The icy sea water lashed across his face, Jiang Yisheng shook his head, his face persistently maintained a calm smile.
He increased the throttle, speeding to the max, his slim body seemingly about to be thrown off at any moment.
"Ah..."
He suddenly shouted loudly, as if to release all the sorrows and longing pent up inside him.
The hysterical roar echoed above the sea, floating away with the wind.
After circling the sea a few times, Jiang Yisheng turned to head back.
Approaching the shore, the speed of the jet ski gradually slowed down.
Jiang Yisheng suddenly braked, leaped off, jumping from the jet ski.
With a "splash," his entire body plunged into the sea, causing a massive splash.
A moment later, Jiang Yisheng emerged from the water, raised his hand to wipe the sea water off his face, and looked up at the blue sky, breathing lightly. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
That person should be seeing the little one now, I wonder how Xiaobai is doing.
He shook his head and swam towards the shore.
As soon as his feet hit the sand, he saw the servant running towards him.
"Young master, madam just called." Saying this, she handed over the phone with both hands.
Jiang Yisheng wiped his head with a towel, reached for the phone, and dialed Veya back.
"Mom, why call me so early?"
"Asheng, Xiaojiu just had a baby and will be discharged in a couple of days. Your grandmother said the family should get together and asked you to come back in the next couple of days." Veya said softly.
Jiang Yisheng’s thin brows furrowed slightly, "When?"
"It should be the day after tomorrow," she said, "You haven’t returned in a while, your parents also miss you a lot."
"Got it, I’ll be back tomorrow night." Jiang Yisheng put on slippers and walked slowly towards the villa.
"As an uncle, I should give our little one a big red envelope."
At this, Veya chuckled softly, "You’d better make it a big one. You’ll see once you’re back; Xiaobai looks even better than in the pictures. If you hold him, you might be reluctant to let go."
Calling him was partly motivated by her own intentions, hoping that after he returns and sees Xiaobai, he might decide to marry and have children, putting to rest those unrealistic ideas he harbored before.
Jiang Yisheng smiled and agreed.
"We’re heading to the hospital to see Xiaojiu and the others now, hanging up for now, we’ll chat when you return," Veya said.
"Alright."
Walking into the living room, Jiang Yisheng casually tossed the towel onto the couch and looked at the nearby servant, "An iced coffee, bring it to my room later."
"Young master, you’ve had an upset stomach the past few days, the doctor said you’re not to have cold drinks for now," the servant said hesitantly, looking concerned.
"How about hot coffee instead?"
"It’s fine, iced coffee will be okay."
After saying that, Jiang Yisheng headed straight upstairs.
The servant watched his back with a look of helplessness.
Drinking iced coffee morning and night, causing himself stomach issues but still drinking it; it’s truly baffling what goes through the minds of wealthy people.
...
When the Jiang matron arrived, Chu Chen and the others had coincidentally left just earlier.
Among those who came this time were Ye Yuan and Mingchong.
They had arrived by plane in the morning, traveled and weary, specifically went to the hotel to wash up before coming over to hold Xiaobai.
While parking, they happened to meet Jiang Hai and the others, so they came up together.
"Dad, Uncle." Ye Jiuliang smiled and greeted them when he saw them.
Ye Yuan reached out to pat her head, a trace of regret and pity flashed in his eyes, "If only we had come a month earlier, your complexion is so pale, are you uncomfortable anywhere?"
Originally, they wanted to be present for the birth of his little grandson, but they still missed it.
"It’s not too late now, I’m fine, and Xiaobai is fine too." Ye Jiuliang said with a smile in her eyes.
"Xiaojiu, Xiaobai looks very much like Mohan." Beside them, Mingchong said gently, cuddling Xiaobai with a smile.
Upon hearing this, Ye Jiuliang pursed her lips, "Why does even uncle say that, doesn’t he look like me?"
Mingchong laughed, "He looks like both, just a bit more like Mohan."
"Let me hold him too." Done caring for his daughter, Ye Yuan turned his attention to his grandson.
He had held Ye Jiuliang when she was a child; although his technique was a bit rusty, two attempts were enough to grasp the essentials.
Looking at Xiaobai’s cute face, Ye Yuan smiled broadly, seemingly having obtained some rare treasure.
"Xiaobai, I’m your grandfather, call grandpa."
Ye Jiuliang couldn’t help laughing, reminding, "Dad, he’s just born, hasn’t even been two days, how could he call anyone."
He’s so caught up in the joy that he doesn’t even know himself anymore.
"It’s okay, I’ll teach him first, and he’ll call later." Immersed in the cuteness of his grandson, Ye Yuan was overjoyed.
Ye Jiuliang, "..."
Why are these people more excited than us, the parents?
