He didn’t know how much time had passed before he picked up his phone again, found Jiang Yisheng’s WeChat, and pressed the video call button without hesitation.

After a few "ding ding ding" sounds, the black screen flickered, and Erbao’s head suddenly bumped up against the camera lens.

"Woof woof woof..."

Ji Mingqian’s temple showed a black line falling, "..."

Clearing his throat, he said, "Jiang Yisheng, where did you hide?"

Without seeing a person, the warm voice came from the other end of the video, "Hold on a minute, Erbao knocked over my cup, I’m cleaning up the table."

"Woof woof woof..." Erbao howled, trying hard to assert his presence.

Ji Mingqian curled his lips, "Erbao, you’re causing trouble again, be careful your owner might starve you tonight."

Before his words were finished, Erbao was suddenly picked up.

The camera shook, and the man’s bewitching face took over Ji Mingqian’s field of vision.

On the other end of the video, Jiang Yisheng was half-reclining on a soft couch, leaning back comfortably, "What did you want to talk about?"

Ji Mingqian pouted, "Can’t I find you if there’s nothing wrong?"

"No one visits a temple without a cause, ever heard of that?" Jiang Yisheng smiled and teased.

Ji Mingqian rolled his eyes, "Good one, Jiang Yisheng, you’re making fun of me."

"You can still hear that, seems you’re not too stupid," Jiang Yisheng smoothly continued the banter.

Ji Mingqian gritted his teeth, "Jiang Yisheng, you just wait."

Dared to call him stupid, this wasn’t over.

"What, gonna come and hit me?" Relying on the fact that they were far apart, Jiang Yisheng was extremely arrogant.

Ji Mingqian didn’t let up with his words, but his face held a genuine smile, "The medicines Ajiu gave you don’t seem to be for your health, I think they’re for your guts, right?"

At that, Jiang Yisheng chuckled softly and switched his position to nestle into the soft couch.

"What did you really want to talk about?"

He didn’t believe that Ji Mingqian video called him just because he was bored.

"Can’t I talk to you just to chat?" Seeing his skeptical look, Ji Mingqian was nearly driven crazy.

To him, did he really look like a weasel that needed a reason to find someone?

Jiang Yisheng laughed lightly, "Are you here to chat or to argue with me?"

Not wanting to dwell on this topic, Ji Mingqian changed the subject, "What about the cast on your hand?"

Jiang Yisheng said, "It’s been removed."

"When?"

"This morning."

Ji Mingqian raised his eyebrows, "Completely healed?"

Jiang Yisheng shook his head, amused, "How can it heal that fast? The cast is just off, complete recovery still takes time."

"No matter, you couldn’t beat me with both hands anyway," Ji Mingqian declared confidently.

"..."

Just knew talking to him would never be pleasant.

"Where’s my cousin and the others?"

Ji Mingqian was sitting with his legs crossed, "They’ve gone to pack."

"Are they heading somewhere?"

"Going to France for a friend’s wedding, I’m leaving tomorrow too."

Jiang Yisheng teased, "Are you going to be the best man?"

"Going to freeload," Ji Mingqian said, "Besides, if I were the best man, wouldn’t that steal the bridegroom’s thunder? After all, my good looks are quite unmatched."

"Eww—" Jiang Yisheng held up the phone higher, turned his head, and pretended to vomit.

"Disgusting."

The smile on Ji Mingqian’s lips froze, and through gritted teeth, he said, "Jiang Yisheng, keep provoking me like this, and the consequences will be serious."

"Scared of you? Hardly," Jiang Yisheng’s chin raised slightly, his proud eyes carried a tease.

"You just wait."

With those words, Ji Mingqian promptly hung up the video call.

"Darn Jiang Yisheng, daring to challenge me."

He muttered to himself while opening Weibo.