The person behind immediately clung to her, sensing the "demonic wind," Ye Jiuliang wrapped herself in the blanket and rolled to the side.

Not finding the right angle, both the blanket and her fell off the bed again, and she even rolled on the ground.

In the second she fell, Ye Jiuliang could only think of dedicating the song "Cool Cool" to herself.

The incident happened so unexpectedly that Li Mochan hadn’t anticipated it turning out this way.

His usually narrow and deep eyes filled with rare panic, and he hurried over to pick her up.

This fall was much worse than the last one; her forehead hit the corner of the chair, and her white, porcelain-like skin immediately turned red.

Ye Jiuliang clutched her forehead, gasping for cold air.

She was really out of luck.

Li Mochan’s gaze tightened, and he reached for his phone.

It took a long while for her to come back to her senses, and when Ye Jiuliang saw him with the phone, she immediately reached out to stop him, "What are you doing?"

Li Mochan said, "Looking for a doctor, your forehead is red."

"No way." Ye Jiuliang grabbed the phone and threw it onto the couch, "It’s just a small wound, it’s nothing serious."

After all, she, Master Jiu, still cared about her face.

Li Mochan disagreed, his gaze intently fixed on the injury on her forehead, "Be good."

"It’s really nothing." Ye Jiuliang looked up and kissed the corner of his lips, trying to bluff her way through, "It’ll be fine with some ointment tomorrow."

"Then..."

"No talking, that’s it, I’m sleepy." Ye Jiuliang wrapped her arms around his neck and hung on him, and at the end, she didn’t forget to threaten, "Don’t bother me anymore, otherwise I’ll go back to my own room."

Li Mochan lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms, his expression revealing helplessness.

He raised his hand to gently pat her back, as if soothing a child.

Soon, the person in his arms fell asleep.

He bent down to place her back on the bed, and just as he was about to get up, a fair little hand grasped the hem of his clothing.

He curved his lips slightly, carefully prying her hand open and retrieving the hem of his clothing.

After searching around the room, he finally found a medical kit in the living room drawer.

Taking out the ointment, he walked back to the inner room.

Li Mochan sat by the bed, brushed aside the hair on her forehead, scooped a bit of ointment with his fingertip, and gently rubbed it onto her forehead.

After applying the ointment and turning off the light, Li Mochan reached out to pull her into his embrace, and the little wolf cub burrowed into the familiar embrace of its own accord.

At last, those rosy lips moved slightly, murmuring in a dreamy mumble.

Li Mochan didn’t hear clearly, so he leaned closer to listen more carefully.

"Hate them, hate."

Them?

Was it the Ye Family’s people?

Li Mochan slightly furrowed his brows, and close to her ear, his clear voice softly hoarse, "Then who do you like?"

The person in his arms suddenly became quiet, and just when Li Mochan thought she had fallen deeply asleep and wouldn’t answer, that soft, sweet voice rang out again.

"Mohan."

A very light voice, easily overlooked if not listened to closely.

In the darkness, the man’s deep black pupils shone surprisingly bright, rippling with tender laughter.

"Who is Mohan?" he asked softly once more.

Warmth lingered around her ear, Ye Jiuliang frowned, mumbled a word, and then fell into a deep sleep.

A teddy bear?

The smile at the corner of Li Mochan’s lips deepened, as he tightened his hold on the person in his arms.

...

"What does ’hand is ruined’ mean? Can you treat it?" Wang Lian looked at the doctor opposite her and cursed loudly.

"You quack, let me tell you, if you can’t treat it, you better scram early and stop spouting nonsense here."

The doctor’s face showed annoyance, knowing he couldn’t afford to offend any of these people; he could only bow his head and take the abuse.

"Enough." Master Su’s expression was displeased as he rebuked angrily, "Have you made enough of a scene?"

"Dad." Wang Lian looked dazedly at Master Su, meeting his sharp gaze; she instantly fell silent.

"You can leave now." Master Su glanced at the doctor and said indifferently.

"Yes." As if he had received a special pardon, the doctor picked up his medicine box and ran off, instantly disappearing from sight.

"Dad, we can’t just let tonight’s incident go, that Ye Jiuliang is simply too vicious—look what she did to Yishan’s hand. There’s no way I can let this go; she’s my only daughter." Towards the end, Wang Lian began to sob and wail.

"It’s Yishan’s own fault for bringing it on herself; if she hadn’t acted impulsively, none of this would have happened today. With so many people present, our Su Family’s face has been completely thrown away by her." Master Su said angrily, recalling tonight’s scene.

"If this hadn’t happened, our marriage with the Li Family might have had some hope, but now after this, the Li Family will not look up to us Su Family either."

"Then what should we do? Are we supposed to just swallow this loss in silence and let that Ye Jiuliang get away scot-free?" Wang Lian said unwillingly.

Master Su glanced at her coldly, "Ye Jiuliang now has Li Mochan backing her; what could you possibly do to her?"

Even if Ye Jiuliang was no longer the Ye Family’s favorite, she was still a Ye by blood. Old Master Ye would never let others bully someone from the Ye Family, especially now with Li Mochan involved.

Seeking revenge against Ye Jiuliang was not something that could be accomplished overnight.

Wang Lian shrank her neck and looked at her daughter lying unconscious on the bed, "But what about Yishan’s hand?"

"I’ll contact the best doctors abroad in the next couple of days and send her off for treatment overseas. You accompany her." Master Su said.

Master Su added, "I need to go see Old Master Li now. When Yishan wakes up, tell her to behave and not cause any more trouble. We’ll head back to the capital first thing tomorrow." The situation had escalated to such a degree that staying here was just asking for embarrassment; it was better to leave first.

Wang Lian nodded, "I understand."

**

The next day, at the crack of dawn, Feng Yi was knocking on the door.

He knocked several times, but no one opened the door for him.

Feng Yi stubbornly continued knocking, "Wake up, wake up..."

With a click, the door opened, and a cold voice followed, "Feng Yi, do you have a death wish?"

Looking up into his stern face, Feng Yi gave an awkward but polite smile, "Er, we’re heading out to sea, you two better come out quickly."

People were naturally supposed to board a ship for the boating trip. If they set off now, they would be back before it was too late.

"Out to sea, where?" Ye Jiuliang poked her head out from behind Li Mochan, asking curiously.

She had never attended a boating event and was unfamiliar with these things. Just as Feng Yi was about to explain, he caught sight of the wound on her forehead and paused for a few seconds.

"What happened to your forehead?"

After asking, he looked at Li Mochan with a surprised gaze, "Did you commit domestic violence?"

As his words fell, a chill blew from behind. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

Feng Yi chuckled awkwardly, "Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."

"You can leave now." Li Mochan looked at him with disdain and promptly slammed the door shut.

"Bang—"

Feng Yi was left outside the door, scratching his head.

So grouchy early in the morning, not friendly at all.

How come someone like him gets a wife before he does?

It’s unfair, seriously unfair.

The departure time was set for 7:30 am. Everyone got ready, and without even time for breakfast, they set off.

A fleet of sleek black luxury cars left the resort in an orderly fashion, and regarding the Su Family’s absence, everyone tacitly maintained silence.