Chapter 116, Wuye: What song do you want to hear? (Second update)

MK Group

Top floor, CEO’s office

The slightly ajar door was pushed open, and several executives scurried out.

Wei Bei, carrying documents for Li Mohan to sign, nearly got knocked over by them.

"Are you guys rushing off to be reincarnated?" He glanced over at the high-level managers with pale faces, teasing.

One of them spoke with a wry smile, "The planning proposal has been rejected by the boss again. Looks like we’re working late tonight."

"Assistant Wei, the boss has been in a bad mood since yesterday. Could it be he’s heartbroken?" Another one whispered, gossiping.

Wei Bei cast a glance at the executives still in the mood for gossip, "All I know is that if you don’t finish the planning proposal today, the boss’s mood is only going to get worse tomorrow."

With that, everyone dashed towards the elevator.

So much for poise and dignity—it can go to hell.

Keeping one’s job is more important.

Wei Bei shook his head with a light chuckle, feeling anxious as he looked at the still-ajar door.

The only thing that could make his master unhappy had to relate to Ye Jiuliang.

Would he end up getting implicated if he went in now?

After hesitating at the door for a bit, Wei Bei still decided to push it open and enter.

Looking at the man signing documents, Wei Bei spoke softly, "My lord, the old lady heard you’ve returned to M Country. She wants you to come home for dinner tonight."

"Move all of tomorrow’s schedule to today, and cancel all dinner plans," Li Mohan said emotionlessly as he closed the document.

Wei Bei took the document, nodded, and said, "I’ll go arrange that now."

With the schedule so tightly packed, it was obvious he must be eager to return to the capital to find Ye Jiuliang.

Looking at it this way, the Jiang Family genes are indeed strong—to all produce such lovesick individuals.

After dealing with the documents, Li Mohan grabbed his cell phone. Other than the day he had just arrived in M Country when the little wolf cub had initiated a WeChat video call with him, these past few days, it was as if she had vanished from the face of the earth—not even a single message for him.

The heartless little thing.

The other end of the phone rang for a long while, but still, no one answered.

He frowned, hung up and called again.

Thankfully, this time, he didn’t have to wait long before someone picked up.

The girl’s soft and slightly hoarse voice came through, "Li Mohan, do you have any idea what time it is in the capital? Can you be a little more considerate?"

These past few days, she had hardly slept, working nonstop on turning that Golden Snow Ginseng into medicine. To be woken up from a deep slumber was frustrating; waking up grumpy was inevitable.

Li Mohan glanced at the sunlight outside the window, intent on hearing her voice, but he had forgotten about the time difference.

"Then turn on the video for a moment." Not willing to hang up so soon, Li Mohan thought of a compromise.

Rubbing her head, Ye Jiuliang’s sleep-filled eyes cleared slightly, and her tone became less serious, "You want to see my sleepy face? No chance, and don’t disturb my sleep again."

With that, she decisively hung up.

In a little while, the phone rang again.

The persistent WeChat Video call tone broke the silence of the night.

With the torturous sound in her ears, Ye Jiuliang struggled to open her eyes, her pale hand groping around on the bed.

Her fingertips touched the phone, and with a casual tap, the man’s cold, magnetic voice replaced the WeChat alert.

"Wolf cub, asleep?"

Ye Jiuliang pulled the blanket off her head, and even in her growling tone, there was no hint of force, "Li Mohan, are you poisonous? Can’t you let people sleep?"

In the dim light, the girl’s messy hair entered the video. Li Mohan’s lips curved into a smile, "Then go back to sleep, just don’t hang up the video."

"..."

Ye Jiuliang suppressed the urge to climb through the screen and beat him up.

She turned over, bringing the phone closer, and said with a half smile, "Never mind, I don’t feel like sleeping anymore. I brought back a whole bunch of love letters from Beisen today, might as well take this time to read them. Can’t waste people’s efforts."

As soon as she finished speaking, the ice in the man’s eyes on the other side of the video sharpened instantly, "Who gave you love letters? How many?"

"They’re from cute guys." She said, determined to annoy him after he had disturbed her sleep, "I haven’t counted how many there are. I’ll let you know after I’m done reading them."

Cute guys, huh?

Pff, could those fuggos be better looking than him?

The veins on Li Mohan’s arms bulged as he commanded, "Don’t read them. Go to sleep now."

Seeing his anger, Ye Jiuliang felt her mood lighten considerably.

She was going to be obstinate, "I’m not sleepy anymore. Can’t sleep."

It was his fault for interrupting her sleep. Everyone has morning irritability, right?

"Hold on, I’m going to get those love letters. I’ll be generous and share them with you."

Something sweet rose in Li Mohan’s throat, and he wished he could fly straight back and discipline that disobedient little wolf cub.

With no other choice, he tried to coax her, "What do I have to do to make you agree to sleep?"

"How about you sing me a song?" Ye Jiuliang lay back on the bed, with her legs crossed, smiling cheerfully.

"..."

It felt like shooting himself in the foot, and Li Mohan experienced this bitter pleasure for the first time.

After a long moment, he spoke three words, "I can’t sing."

Expecting this answer, Ye Jiuliang couldn’t help but smile, pretending to be serious, "Then forget it, Ji Mingqian sings really well. I’ll just let him sing me a lullaby."

That annoying guy Ji Mingqian again.

Li Mohan gritted his teeth, "What song do you want to hear?"

The victorious smile shone on Ye Jiuliang’s face, "Anything’s fine." As long as he sang.

Silence fell on the other end of the video. Ye Jiuliang waited and waited, but not a sound came through. If not for his shallow breathing, she would have thought he had left.

Just as she was running out of patience and about to urge him, the video transmitted the man’s deep and resonant voice.

The sound was not too light nor heavy, magnetically humming a song, with a unique tenderness.

It was an English song.

At first, Ye Jiuliang was amazed by his singing voice and found the song somewhat familiar.

Suddenly, it clicked; no wonder it sounded familiar. Last year, she had seen a friend in the racing team use this song to confess to his girlfriend.

And the lyrics of the song...

Her fair ear tips quietly turned pink, Ye Jiuliang pursed her lips.

Had she been teased in return?

The man’s voice was captivating, enchanting to listen to.

Before long, the song was singing to its end.

"I’m sleepy, hanging up now." With a few words, Ye Jiuliang hurriedly ended the video.