Chapter 639: 639, what an absurd large-headed ghost you are (third update of the night)

Not sure what came to mind, Ye Jiuliang chuckled lightly, "You don’t think Aqian has gone to meet a girlfriend, do you?"

Li Mochan’s cool brows quirked, "That’s not out of the realm of possibility."

"Cut it out, Ji Mingqian might look like a bit of a flirt, but he’s been single since birth, and he has said he intends to stay single forever," Ye Jiuliang said with a laugh, eyes crinkling and lips curving.

"You’re that certain?"

"Absolutely. If you don’t believe me, ask Achen and the others next time to see if they give the same answer as I do."

Li Mochan shrugged his shoulders and didn’t continue the topic, "Shall we go, how about I take you out for a stroll?"

She took the hand he offered and used it to rise to her feet.

...

After finding a parking spot and parking the car, the two of them strolled down the street.

After a light rain, water droplets dripped from the eaves and shone with a dazzling halo under the sunlight.

Ye Jiuliang held a flower in her hand, seemingly plucked from nowhere, and playfully tapped her toes in the small puddles, eliciting a chuckle from Li Mochan.

"If your shoes get wet later, what are you going to do?" he said, gripping her hand firmly to steady her.

Ye Jiuliang raised her head, a childish smile on her lips, "At worst, I still have you to carry me, so what’s there to fear?"

With that, she flicked a fallen leaf floating on the water’s surface with her toe.

The dry, yellow leaf bore the traces of time, yet its shape was quite charming.

It was heart-shaped.

Ye Jiuliang bent down to pick up the leaf, her youthful smile growing even softer and cuter.

She opened her palm to show the heart-shaped leaf lying quietly, "Isn’t it pretty?"

Li Mochan glanced at it briefly, his lips curving slightly, "Are you hinting at something to me?"

"Don’t flatter yourself." She met his intense gaze with a look of contempt.

Then, she tossed the leaf back into the puddle, letting it drift away.

"Let’s go."

Hand in hand, she pulled Li Mochan forward as they continued their joyful banter, drawing envious glances from passersby.

...

s State

The sky was clear and azure blue, without a trace of cloud fluff in sight.

The largest music instrument store, with its hefty prices, was a bit quiet.

But this provided Jiang Yisheng with the opportunity to browse at leisure.

Because he still had work to handle at the company, Feng Yi couldn’t stay for long. After playing for two days, he returned to the capital early this morning.

Jiang Yisheng had nothing better to do and decided to remain behind, planning to enjoy himself a bit longer before heading back.

"Boss, could you show me that harmonica?" Jiang Yisheng pointed at a silver harmonica in the display cabinet, his voice mellow.

The owner of the shop was an elderly man with a head full of silvery hair that almost blended with his beard.

The old man adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, a comforting smile spreading across his face.

"This harmonica?"

"Yes."

"Just a moment."

The old man unlocked the glass cabinet, took out the harmonica, and handed it to Jiang Yisheng.

"Here you go, take it."

"Hold on, I’m buying that harmonica," came a magnetic voice from behind, abruptly interrupting the exchange.

Others might not recognize the voice, but how could Jiang Yisheng not?

His face darkened as he turned around, meeting the handsome features and carefree, arrogant smile of the man, which held a provocative air.

"Ji Mingqian, what’s the meaning of this?"

He couldn’t vent his anger enough over the phone, so he came here to pick a fight, right?

Ji Mingqian crossed his arms, speaking in a languid tone, "What do you mean? Can’t I come here to buy something?"

"You can buy things anywhere, why come here specifically, if not on purpose?" Jiang Yisheng obviously didn’t believe his nonsense and spoke with a slightly aggressive tone.

Ever since he had known him, he had never seen him play an instrument, coming to a music store was probably a rare occurrence for him.

"What do I have in mind?" Ji Mingqian walked over and took the harmonica from the shopkeeper’s hands, "This harmonica isn’t yours, so I should also be eligible to buy it, right?"

Call him to switch off his phone and not answer his calls, he just wants to snatch his things, to infuriate him.

Jiang Yisheng’s face turned cold, and he reached out his hand, "Give it back to me."

Ji Mingqian raised his hand high, taking advantage of his height to bully him, "What do you mean ’give it back’? Did you pay for it?"

"You..." Jiang Yisheng flushed with anger, his gaze caught the feather duster on the table, and he directly reached out to grab it, poised to hit Ji Mingqian.

"Give it back, or else..."

"Or else what, hit me?" Ji Mingqian saw the feather duster in his hand and chuckled dismissively.

Jiang Yisheng’s face showed displeasure; he lifted the feather duster and swung it toward Ji Mingqian’s arm.

Caught off guard, he struck him accurately.

Ji Mingqian hissed, his face’s smug smile freezing.

Grinding his teeth, he said, "Jiang Yisheng, are you being serious here?"

"That’s what you get for provoking me." As he spoke, Jiang Yisheng took advantage of Ji Mingqian’s lack of attention, snatched the harmonica from his hands, and quickly backed away.

The action was tidy and decisive, admittedly quite neat.

Ji Mingqian’s mouth twitched slightly as he rolled up his sleeves, revealing a faint mark on his arm, "Jiang Yisheng, you hit so hard, look what you’ve done."

He was just joking with him; there was no need to strike so harshly.

Jiang Yisheng played with the harmonica, glanced at the mark on his hand, and felt guilty for a few seconds.

"You provoked me first."

"You haven’t paid for that harmonica either, so why can’t I buy it?" Ji Mingqian retorted confidently, "You resort to violence at the drop of a hat, who’s provoking whom, clarify that."

"I can’t be bothered with you." Jiang Yisheng gave him a cold look, examining the harmonica.

He hit him and still had the audacity to despise him, the audacity!

It was just a broken harmonica, what’s there to look at.

Ji Mingqian’s eyes shifted, and he reached out to grab it, "Hand it over to me."

Having been caught off-guard once, this time Jiang Yisheng was more cautious, he sidestepped and hid behind an older person while holding the harmonica.

In a hurry, he said, "Shopkeeper, how much for this harmonica? Wrap it up for me."

"Shopkeeper, I’ll pay twice the price," Ji Mingqian glared at Jiang Yisheng, deliberately provoking him.

"I’ll pay three times."

"I’ll pay four times."

The shopkeeper’s confused gaze shifted between them, almost bewildered by their quarrel.

Jiang Yisheng couldn’t help but feel frustrated, "Ji Mingqian, there’s another harmonica over there, why must you fight with me for this one?"

Still claiming he wasn’t here to pick a fight, as if he was fooling a three-year-old.

"I just like that particular harmonica, is that not allowed?" Ji Mingqian said in a sipping tone.

"Fine, you can have it, I don’t want it anymore, are you happy now?" Jiang Yisheng placed the harmonica on the display case and picked another one.

It was the same model as the previous one but in black.

"Shopkeeper, I want this one."

No sooner had he finished speaking, Ji Mingqian’s voice rose again, "Shopkeeper, I don’t want that one, I want this black harmonica."

Jiang Yisheng, "..."

Want, want, want, a big head ghost wants you.

Dead Ji Mingqian, so you’re determined to oppose me, huh?