The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 876: Let Me Get You Another Drink (2)
"Nine o’clock? Why do you ask? Want to give me a ride?" Ji Mingqian jokingly said.
Ye Jiuliang rolled his eyes at him, "Can you make it back in time for your birthday in a few days?"
Ji Mingqian chuckled lightly, "I haven’t celebrated my birthday in years—you know that. I’m not celebrating this year either."
Without that person, he hated birthdays.
Ye Jiuliang and Gu Xinuo exchanged a glance, understanding what he meant.
Gu Xinuo looked helpless, unable to see through his thoughts, "Aqian, it’s been three years. Do you really plan to keep enduring like this?"
Three years already, does he really plan to waste a lifetime?
"What else can I do?" Ji Mingqian gave a self-deprecating smile, rubbing his brow. Who could tell him what to do? Was there any other choice?
"Go to America," Gu Xinuo suggested.
"No." Ji Mingqian shook his head. He didn’t want to force that person, nor make them uncomfortable.
Isn’t it just a lifetime? He could afford to wait.
If not, there’s always the pact for the next life; he could wait for that.
Gu Xinuo’s smile faded, her eyebrows tightly furrowed.
This doesn’t work, that doesn’t work. Tormenting each other like this is bad for both of them.
She was about to speak when someone pressed her hand down. She turned her head to meet Ye Jiuliang’s deep black eyes and lightly shook her head.
Understanding, Gu Xinuo swallowed her words.
The topic came to a hasty end, and Ji Mingqian stared at the ceiling, lost in thought.
He wanted to have some coffee. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶
After dinner, Chu Chen’s family stayed at Mo Garden.
The two kids were up to mischief together, almost wreaking havoc in the house.
After taking a nap in the afternoon, it was past ten o’clock, and Xiaobai was still full of energy.
Exasperated, Li Mochan had to go read a storybook to put him to sleep.
"Asleep?" Ye Jiuliang asked softly as she watched the man entering the room.
Li Mochan nodded, closed the door, and walked over to her.
"Didn’t you say you were sleepy? Why aren’t you asleep yet?"
As he lifted the quilt, she rolled over and snuggled into his embrace.
"Mohan, it’s been three years. Shouldn’t we try talking to Uncle again?" she said in a muffled voice.
Honestly, seeing everyone paired up made seeing Aqian alone even more troubling for them.
"No need," Li Mochan said, his lips curving slightly, his large hand threading through her hair, absentmindedly smoothing it.
"Why?" Ye Jiuliang suddenly sat up, frowning slightly, "Is Uncle going to fly into a rage like before?"
Even though Tan Yan’s incident hit Uncle hard, so much time has passed—it’s time to let go. Most importantly, Asheng isn’t Tan Yan and wouldn’t behave like him.
Seeing her rare urgency, Li Mochan playfully flicked her forehead, "Why are you in such a rush?"
"How can I not be? Are we just supposed to watch them drag it out like this forever?" Ye Jiuliang buried her head into his chest, speaking with helplessness.
Li Mochan looked down at her, his lips brushing her ear, his voice magnetic, "Don’t worry, what you fear won’t happen."
"Hmm?"
The person in his arms paused for a few seconds before swiftly lifting her head to look into his deep eyes, "What do you mean?"
Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, no longer keeping her in suspense, "Asheng is in the capital now."
"Hmm?"
Asheng is in the capital?
Was it for work or something else?
For a moment, Ye Jiuliang couldn’t grasp his meaning and looked at him with wonder.
"Silly, their uncle’s not objecting anymore." Li Mochan gently brushed her nose. "So, you don’t have to worry."
Ye Jiuliang looked stunned for a few seconds, barely digesting this surprise, before she sprang upright.
"Ouch."
In her haste, she knocked her forehead against Li Mochan’s chin.
"Ouch."
She held her forehead, drawing a sharp breath.
Feeling a numbing pain in his chin, Li Mochan quirked a smile and pulled her close, rubbing her forehead, "Being impulsive, what’s gotten you so excited?"
"Is it true? Did their uncle really agree?" Ignoring the pain in her forehead, Ye Jiuliang hurriedly asked for confirmation.
Li Mochan nodded, "Uncle just called."
"And grandma and the others don’t object either?"
"No, they don’t."
"Hahaha."
Ye Jiuliang laughed happily in his arms.
Great, Asheng finally sees hope.
Suddenly remembering something, she hurriedly got up, "Then I’ll go tell Aqian."
As she got up, Li Mochan’s strong arm reached out, pulling her back, "No need to go."
Ye Jiuliang glanced back at him, "Why not?"
"Let them sort it out themselves," Li Mochan replied leisurely.
"But Aqian is leaving at nine tomorrow."
One’s arriving, the other’s leaving. What if they miss each other?
Li Mochan’s smile took on a knowing look, "What’s meant to happen will happen."
Ye Jiuliang paused and calmed down, thinking of something, she leaned in closer, "Asheng called you?"
Li Mochan raised his eyebrows, giving a low "Yeah."
"What did you conspire about?" she pressed him.
Li Mochan gave a mysterious smile, "You’ll find out tomorrow."
"I want to know now," Ye Jiuliang insisted, eager to find out what surprise they had planned.
"Weren’t you sleepy? Be good, we’ll talk tomorrow."
"I’m not sleepy."
Curiosity piqued, sleep was the last thing on her mind.
"No, you are."
There’s a kind of tired that says your husband thinks you’re tired.
"Li Mochan, you...rogue..."
The teasing words came to an abrupt halt, as the bright lights went out suddenly.
...
After drinking too much yesterday, Ji Mingqian still managed to rise early.
After a quick breakfast, he picked up his suitcase and headed out. With such a short time away, he left Erbao temporarily at Mo Garden.
Maybe because it was still early, the airport wasn’t crowded.
Unfortunately, his flight had a minor technical issue and would be delayed by half an hour.
Bored while waiting, Ji Mingqian went to a nearby café.
"One iced Americano." His deep voice was a little hoarse through the mask.
"Sure, please wait a moment," the employee said politely.
Ji Mingqian leaned against the counter, browsing his phone absentmindedly, completely unaware of a pair of enchanting green eyes watching him intently.
After a moment, the voice of the employee came from behind him, "Sir, your coffee."
Ji Mingqian turned around to take the cup, but it felt warm to the touch.
He frowned, "I ordered an iced Americano."
"Apologies, sir, we made a mistake. If you can wait ten more minutes, I’ll get you a new one." The employee apologized.
Ji Mingqian glanced at his watch; it would be too late if he waited.
"Forget it, just keep it this way."
After paying, he left the café.
Removing the lid, he raised the cup to his lips.
This taste...
So familiar.
