Snubbed back in reply, Ji Mingqian’s face grew even sourer, "Jiang Yisheng, what kind of attitude is that?"

He was laughing and chatting with Feng Yi, but talking to him felt like swallowing a bomb.

"It was your bad attitude that started it." Being scolded for no reason, Jiang Yisheng was also annoyed and snapped back unkindly.

Ji Mingqian, "..."

Was his attitude really that bad just now?

"If you need to vent your anger, find someone else." Without waiting for him to speak, Jiang Yisheng’s voice rang out again.

"I’m not joining you."

With that, he hung up the phone with a huff.

Ji Mingqian was stunned for a moment before realizing he had been hung up on; his handsome face turned as dark as ink.

Refusing to give up, he redialed the number, "The number you have dialed is switched off, please try again later..."

Jiang Yisheng, you’re damn sneaky.

**

"Li Mochan, if you keep moving, I’ll really break your hand," came Ye Jiuliang’s "ferocious" words from the washroom, tinged with a hint of exasperation.

Li Mochan obligingly leaned over to let her wipe his face, "If you break it, then no one will be able to cook for you."

Ye Jiuliang bared her teeth, deliberately rubbing his face hard with the towel.

"I knew I should have gone back to the hotel yesterday. I’ve been spoiling you too much."

Li Mochan chuckled helplessly and ducked his head to peck lightly at her lips, "There are a few good restaurants around here; I’ll take you to one for lunch."

Distracting with food again, Ye Jiuliang rolled her eyes at him and put the wrung-out towel back on the rack.

The two came out of the washroom just as Wei Xi was coming to deliver breakfast.

"Master, Madam."

Li Mochan nodded and ordered in a subdued voice, "Wei Xi, go and process the discharge papers."

Wei Xi was taken aback, reflexively looked towards Ye Jiuliang, waiting for her consent.

Li Mochan, "..."

Since when did his words carry so little weight?

Ye Jiuliang’s lips curved slightly, "Go ahead with the discharge procedures."

Wei Xi nodded and turned to leave.

"It seems my words are useless now," Li Mochan commented self-mockingly.

Meeting his teasing smile, Ye Jiuliang’s eyebrows raised lightly, "This just shows that my character is better than yours."

The little rascal was never sparing with her words. Li Mochan reached out to ruffle her hair.

Ye Jiuliang pushed his hand away and glared at him, "Don’t mess up my hair."

Elsewhere, the hospital room next door welcomed two visitors early in the morning.

Hearing the news of Mo Yuan’s injury, Mo Yu hurried over with Mo Su, their full concern met with nothing but coldness.

Mo Yu pressed her lips tightly together, hiding the disappointment in her eyes, and handed a bowl of porridge to Mo Yuan.

Her voice was gentle, "Have some porridge first. I’ll take care of you here for the next few days. I’ve just spoken with the doctor; you need to rest quietly for a while."

"These injuries are nothing serious. There’s a lot to handle at the company; you should go back," said Mo Yuan, taking the bowl from her and setting it on the table with a tone that was neither cold nor warm.

She had come all this way without sleep only to be greeted with his indifference. Mo Yu’s face showed hurt, and suppressed anger began to swell within her.

Her hands dropped as she asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you telling me to leave?"

"I’ve already had Hong Li take care of the discharge procedures; I’m leaving soon," Mo Yuan didn’t want to argue with her and spoke indifferently.

At that moment, Mo Su pushed the door open and perceived that the atmosphere had become unusual. She slowly walked over to Mo Yu’s side.

"Mom, it was Li Mochan who collided with dad’s car." Without avoiding Mo Yuan, Mo Su spoke in an evenly moderate voice.

"Li Mochan?" Mo Yu turned her head to look at her, her expression eerily strange.

Mo Su nodded, then added, "I heard that Ye Jiuliang rushed over last night and is now in the next ward."

Hearing that Ye Jiuliang was also here, a flicker of panic crossed the depths of Mo Yu’s eyes, and she couldn’t help but imagine a heap of messy thoughts.

Had Mo Yuan seen Ye Jiuliang? Would he notice anything?

No, he belonged to her alone. Even Ye Jiuliang shouldn’t think of competing with her for him.

After so many years, he couldn’t possibly recognize her. It was impossible.

Her back was turned to Mo Yuan, which neatly hid the rapid changes in her facial expression.

"Mom." Mo Su gently tugged at the hem of her clothes, reminding her that Mo Yuan was still there.

Mo Yu snapped out of her panic, meeting Mo Su’s suggestive gaze, she felt momentarily befuddled, and the unease at the bottom of her heart gradually settled.

She exhaled a murky breath, turned around, and met Mo Yuan’s inquisitive gaze with a calm demeanor, asking without betraying her emotions, "Regarding the car accident, is Li Mochan the responsible party?"

"It has nothing to do with him, and you shouldn’t go picking a fight with them. The responsibility for the car accident is all on me, it was my car that malfunctioned and collided with his," Mo Yuan explained, unusually, fearing that she would make a scene at Li Mochan’s.

Mo Yu was surprisingly calm, softening her voice as she said, "I understand. Since the fault is ours and I’ve heard that Li Mochan’s wife has also arrived, how about inviting them both out to a meal as a way to make amends?"

Since Ye Jiuliang had come, she couldn’t rest easy unless she met her in person.

"Invite them to a meal?" Mo Yuan’s eyes rippled with surprise, his tone tinged with disbelief.

Mo Yu hummed in confirmation, showing a rare considerate side, "Since our car hit theirs, it’s only proper to invite them to a meal as an apology."

"Go ahead and have your breakfast first, I’ll go and visit them."

As she turned, she glanced at Mo Su, signaling her to follow along.

Mo Su got the message, and started following behind her.

Watching the backs of the two of them, Mo Yuan felt that Mo Yu was acting a bit strange but couldn’t quite put his finger on it. "Hong Li, follow them and have a look."

"Yes."

Unaware that two uninvited guests would be arriving, Ye Jiuliang was having her breakfast.

In the meantime, Ji Mingqian made a phone call, indicating he wanted to go out and that they didn’t need to wait for him if they were heading back.

"What did Ji Mingqian say?" Li Mochan took a tissue and wiped off the bread crumbs from the corner of her mouth, casually asking.

"He wants to roam around and told us not to notify him when we head back." Recalling Ji Mingqian’s somewhat downcast tone, Ye Jiuliang could barely contain her laughter.

Who knows what kind of madness that guy had succumbed to this time, it sounded as if he had lost all will to live, surely someone had bothered him again.

Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, roam around?

"Knock, knock—" 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

Thinking it was Wei Xi who had returned from completing the procedures, Ye Jiuliang said without thinking, "Come in."

The door opened, and the sound of high heels clacked sharply.

Mo Su looked at the two people sitting together on the opposite couch, her lips curved in a gentle and dignified smile.

"President Li, we meet again."

Li Mochan’s brow furrowed, his deep eyes swiftly scanned the person beside her, who bore a five to six parts resemblance to Mo Su, the identity of the visitor was almost self-evident.

What was Mo Yuan doing having his wife and daughter come here?

Just by the sound of the voice, Ye Jiuliang knew who it was without having to look.

Early in the morning and already turning one’s stomach, she thought disparagingly.

Raising her head, she saw not only Mo Su but also a strange face that caught her eye.