Chapter 159, When you return to the capital, we shall compete again (second update)

After carefully sizing up Ye Jiuliang, and seeing that she was unharmed, he finally relaxed.

Aren spoke directly about his intentions, "Miss Jiuliang, the master heard that you were kidnapped by bandits and even got injured. He was extremely worried and sent me to bring you back."

Worried about her?

Ye Jiuliang smirked at the bottom of her heart.

"I’m fine, and I don’t need you guys to pick me up. You can go back and report that," she said.

Aren’s face showed difficulty, and he stole glances at Li Mochan, struggling against his oppressive gaze and stammered, "The master said, you must be brought back today, and also..."

"Also what?" The more he hemmed and hawed, the more Ye Jiuliang was interested in what he was reluctant to say.

"I can’t say," Aren shook his head, a bitter expression on his face.

Ye Jiuliang watched the changing expressions on his face, her lips curving into an amused smile.

It wasn’t that he couldn’t say it, but rather that he couldn’t say it in front of Li Mochan, right?

"You brought so many people with you, did the old man tell you to tie me up and bring me back?" she asked with a smile that was not quite a smile.

Aren was at a loss for words and switched to a more tactful statement, "The master is just concerned for your safety."

Ye Jiuliang chuckled, "Tell the old man that I want to stay here for a few more days and I’m not going back for now."

"But..." Aren racked his brains for an excuse, "But the master is really worried about you, Miss Jiuliang, you should stop being stubborn and come back with me."

"Tell the old master that I will bring the person back," Li Mochan pulled Ye Jiuliang over, sheltering her behind him, his deep black eyes sweeping over Aren lightly.

"You can go back now."

The chilling cold air forced Aren to take a step back.

He kept his gaze down, not daring to make eye contact with Li Mochan, and said with difficulty, "Fifth Master, this is the master’s command, I, I really can’t do anything."

The sound of messy footsteps came over, along with Lin Yan and his group’s voices.

"Um, why are there so many people?" Liu Cong looked at the crowd blocking Ye Jiuliang’s doorway, showing surprise.

Hearing their voices, Ye Jiuliang walked out from behind Li Mochan, a bit taken aback to see all of them gathered, "Why have you all come?"

"Boss, who are these people?" Seeing each one tall and strong, all dressed in black suits, Baona looked worriedly at Ye Jiuliang.

Ye Jiuliang smiled faintly, "It’s nothing."

"Boss, the coach suddenly sent a notice, we have to go back today, now it’s time to leave," Xiang Tian said.

Ye Jiuliang, "So soon?"

"Can’t help it, there’s a sudden match at the club," Baona said.

"All right, then we’ll get together next time," Ye Jiuliang patted Baona’s shoulder, whispering, "I hope next time we meet I can have your and Xiang Tian’s wedding candies."

Baona’s face turned red, "Boss."

Ye Jiuliang arched an eyebrow and smiled.

On the side, Aren looked stiff. He had only heard from the news that this group of people had a good relationship with Miss Jiuliang, he hadn’t expected them to actually call Miss Jiuliang "boss," even though most of them seemed older than she was.

"Okay, it’s time to head out," Xiang Tian said.

"Boss, you should come play at the club," Lin Yan said reluctantly.

The others also didn’t seem to want to leave.

Ye Jiuliang curled her lips, "Got it, I’ll bring you guys some goodies next time we meet."

"Then we’ll buy you lollipops, Boss," Baona teased, laughing, as others nodded frantically.

Everyone in the entire club knew that their boss loved eating lollipops the most.

Ye Jiuliang threw them a disdainful look, "Hurry up and scram."

Xiang Tian and the others waved at her and left in a grand manner.

After they left, Aren finally snapped back to reality.

"Miss Jiuliang, you really should come back with me. Otherwise, the master might have to come personally," he pleaded earnestly.

Ye Jiuliang raised an eyebrow, "I’ll pack my luggage; you wait outside."

No sooner had she spoken than the door banged shut.

"Heading back first?" Li Mochan looked down at the person before him, his dark brows slightly furrowed.

Ye Jiuliang hummed in affirmation, "If I don’t go back, the old man won’t let it go. I know you have matters to deal with here; I’ll go back first and wait for you."

The issues with Dark Hall and the K organization were not yet settled, and Achen was still here. He estimated he would need to stay a couple more days to finish dealing with the cooperation matters.

Upon hearing this, Li Mochan’s frown deepened, and he buried his head in her neck. "I’ll have insomnia without you."

"Pfft"

Ye Jiuliang laughed out loud, raising her hand to pat his arm, "Don’t you mind my sleeping posture anymore?"

"When have I ever said I minded?" Li Mochan turned his head, his thin lips brushing past her ear.

"Really not staying here?"

Seeing his persistence, Ye Jiuliang couldn’t help but be amused.

She reached up through his raven-black hair, "Since when did Lord Li learn to be clingy?"

Li Mochan remained silent, only holding her tighter.

"I’m leaving now. Remember to eat your meals on time; if you come back with a stomach ache, I won’t care for you." Knowing how he could lose track of time when working, Ye Jiuliang reminded him.

Hearing her words of concern, Li Mochan’s brow smoothed out, and he hummed in acknowledgment.

After waiting for a few minutes, the hand clasped around her waist remained still with no intention of letting go. Ye Jiuliang felt helpless.

"How can I leave if you don’t let go, huh?"

"Remember to send me a message after you’ve landed." Li Mochan tilted his head and kissed her forehead.

"Keep the wound on your arm away from water."

"I don’t have a phone," Ye Jiuliang said with a light chuckle as a reminder.

She hadn’t had a chance to buy a new phone yet.

Li Mochan frowned, "Then use mine for now."

Saying this, he took out his phone and pushed it into her hand before turning to pack her backpack.

Ye Jiuliang looked at the phone in her palm, then up at the person packing her backpack, and her lips curved into a smile.

Her luggage consisted of a few articles of clothing and took no time to pack.

"I’m returning your phone; I’ll send you a message once I’ve bought a phone in the capital." Ye Jiuliang put the phone back in his pocket, just in case the Elder Master Li called him—it would be difficult for her to explain.

"Hand me the backpack."

Li Mochan carried the bag, "I’ll hold it for you."

Ye Jiuliang chuckled, suddenly stepping forward, cradling his face with both hands, and planting a firm kiss on his thin lips.

Li Mochan’s gaze deepened as he clasped her head, preventing her from pulling back immediately.

After a moment, he let go, but Ye Jiuliang, far from being affectatious, grinned mischievously, "We’ll have our contest when you return to the capital."

The nature of the contest was, of course...

Li Mochan indulgently agreed, his eyes filled with a deep, tender warmth.

The door opened, and Aren stood with a group of people, still in the same spot as before.

Seeing the backpack in Li Mochan’s hand, Aren panicked, "Lord Li, let me carry Miss Jiuliang’s luggage."

Li Mochan dodged his hand, coldly spitting out two words, "Unnecessary."

If it weren’t for them, he wouldn’t have to let his little wolf cub go so soon.