The trees around had all been replanted.
Dark Hallās plane was parked on the clearing, where Wei Bei and two others were chatting.
"The master has arrived," Wei Bei reminded.
Wei Xi and Wei Nan turned their heads to look, as the manās tall figure slowly approached, without Ye Jiuliang by his side.
The three spoke in unison, "Master."
Li Mochan nodded in response, and the three parted to make way; the cabin door was open, and he strode towards the plane.
"Li Mochan."
The cool voice, with its unique tone, chased after him from behind.
Li Mochan retracted his step and turned around, his eyes dazzled by the sight of the woman running towards him.
Wei Xi and the others exchanged a smile and boarded first, leaving them a private space.
See, they were quite observant, determined not to be the third wheel.
Running too hastily, she was a bit out of breath; Li Mochan reached out to steady her.
His thin lips curled into a smile, "Why have you run over here?"
"Here, take this to eat on the plane," Ye Jiuliang said, thrusting the lunch box into his hands.
Her tender voice was almost dripping with sweetness, "Where did this come from?"
"Relax, I didnāt make it; I had the cafeteriaās chef prepare it." Ye Jiuliang rolled her eyes at him, saying irritably, "It wonāt poison you to death."
Li Mochan, holding the lunch box in one hand and embracing her with the other, spoke lazily and with a teasing tone, "Canāt bear to leave me?"
"Who canāt bear to? Hurry up and go," Ye Jiuliang pushed him away, her expression full of disgust.
"Donāt drink too much," Li Mochan nagged as usual.
Ye Jiuliang laughed lightly, completely out of exasperation with him.
She hooked her arm around his neck and lightly pecked his cheek.
"Iāll be back soon, donāt go flirting with any young ladies."
Before she had finished speaking, she turned and ran off.
"Iām off, Achen and the others are waiting for me to start the meeting."
Watching her retreating figure, Li Mochan looked at the lunch box in his hand, and the smile on his lips grew broader.
Such a contrary little rascal.
**
When she entered Chu Chenās office, Ji Mingqian and the others were all there, only she was missing.
"Yo, done sending off your wife?" Ji Mingqian teased with a smile that begged for a beating.
Ye Jiuliang ignored him, flopped onto the sofa, and poured herself a glass of water to moisten her throat.
"Ajiu, why didnāt you follow Li Mochan back?" Gu Xinuo asked curiously.
Ye Jiuliang crossed her legs with one hand resting on the sofa, embodying the epitome of a bossās posture.
"Iām planning to visit a few auction houses later, to look for Mysterious Iron."
She was still counting on that iron box to lure out the snake; as long as the person hiding in the shadows wasnāt exposed, they couldnāt live a carefree life.
Gu Xinuo scooted next to her, "Then Iāll go with you."
Staying here was so boring; it was only fun being by Ajiuās side.
As the person sat down next to her, Ye Jiuliang looked up to Chu Chenās "unpleasant" gaze, and chuckled, "Achen is glaring at me."
"Ignore him," Gu Xinuo wrapped her arm around her, "Just donāt think about ditching me."
The looks from across became colder, and Ye Jiuliang grinned innocently.
It wasnāt her fault; it was your sweetheart clinging on to me.
Back to business, Ye Jiuliang straightened up, "Aqian, you can pay more attention to the situation in Country F, Mo Lingling might show up there."
Ji Mingqian understood her hint and nodded slightly.
Suddenly recalling an overlooked matter, Gu Xinuo turned to look at Chu Chen, "Should we take the order for Mattās batch of goods?"
"Of course we should," Ye Jiuliang answered first.
"That old coot Matt is just afraid that by signing a contract with Dark Hall, heāll thoroughly offend our K organization, so he placed such a large order with us."
Why not make money when thereās money to be made? After all, Matt doesnāt yet know about the current relationship between K organization and Dark Hall.