Chapter 503, Am I unhappy? (First update)

Ye Jiuliang handed over the several packets of medicine in his hand to him, "Here you go, take them as you did before."

Jiang Yisheng reached out to take them, his smile gentle, "Thank you."

After delivering the medicine, Ye Jiuliang did not leave right away.

His eyes, light with a faint smile, observed Jiang Yisheng. "Asheng, why do I feel like you’ve been rather down these past couple of days, is something on your mind?"

The smile at the corner of Jiang Yisheng’s mouth froze, and a flicker of unusual color passed through his eyes. "Me, feeling down?"

Even though he hid his emotions well, Ye Jiuliang still saw the loneliness behind his smile.

She crossed her arms, looking at him leisurely. "Asheng, have you fallen for someone?"

The direct question struck Jiang Yisheng like a blow, making him slightly dizzy.

Facing her piercing dark eyes, Jiang Yisheng’s expression became blank for a moment, as the emotions he had been desperately concealing almost broke free.

After a brief daze, he came to his senses, revealing a helpless smile, "Where would I find someone to like, don’t tease me."

"Really?" Ye Jiuliang raised an eyebrow, remarking to herself, "But why does your current expression seem so familiar to me?"

"Hm?" Jiang Yisheng was perplexed.

Ye Jiuliang showed no intention of explaining, and patted his shoulder, "Better get some rest."

Jiang Yisheng watched her retreating figure, the smile in his eyes gradually fading.

Indeed, nothing could be kept hidden from her.

...

As soon as the news of Tengyue Group establishing a branch in the capital was released, many influential and noble figures began to quietly watch Tengyue Group’s movements.

Invitations from the Mo Family were sent out one after another, with every prestigious family and group in the capital on the guest list.

President’s office.

Ye Jiuliang leaned back on the sofa, lazily flicking a purple and gold invitation with her fingertips as if it were a fan.

She lifted her eyelids, glanced at Wei Bei with a playful smile on her lips, "Mo Su delivered the invitation to Li Mansion personally?"

Wei Bei nodded, "The elder called to say so, but I’ve received word that the Ye Family and the Xiao Family also had their invitations delivered personally by Mo Su."

Upon hearing this, Ye Jiuliang arched her eyebrows, pretty diligent, aren’t they?

First the Li Family, and now personally delivering invitations to the Ye and Xiao Families.

Such ostentation on their first arrival, quite interesting indeed.

With a flick of her finger, the purple and gold invitation landed on the desk.

Ye Jiuliang looked sideways at the person beside her, "Shall we go?"

"Up to you," Li Mochan raised his hand to rub her head, his usually icy voice softening.

Ye Jiuliang smiled, as her phone suddenly rang in her pocket.

She took out her phone and saw it was Ji Mingqian calling.

As soon as the call connected, Ji Mingqian’s husky voice came through, "Ajiu, I’ve found the information you wanted. You were right, Mo Su and Mo Chen are indeed siblings."

Ye Jiuliang’s eyes narrowed slightly, "Blood-related?"

On the other end, Ji Mingqian laid on the bed, shadows under his eyelids, "Obviously, if they weren’t blood-related, did you think one of them was picked up from a trash can?"

"I’ve only found part of the Tengyue Group’s information. I’ve sent it to your computer, you can take your time looking at it when you’re back."

Hearing the fatigue in his voice, Ye Jiuliang frowned, "Were you up all night playing the thief?"

Ji Mingqian’s hand, pinching the bridge of his nose, stiffened. Ever since that day he left Mo Garden, he had been suffering from frequent insomnia due to that guy Jiang Yisheng, who was truly toxic.

But these were not things he would share with Ye Jiuliang. He brushed it off, "Wasn’t it to gather information for you? By the way, I’m returning to Country Y tomorrow."

"So soon?" Ye Jiuliang was surprised, "Does Achen have something for you?"

"The headquarters of Tengyue Group are in Country Y; it’ll be easier to investigate from there," Ji Mingqian said.

"I need to catch up on some sleep, don’t bother me with trivial matters, hanging up now." With those words, Ji Mingqian briskly ended the call.

Ye Jiuliang’s eyebrows raised slightly, feeling that something was a bit off.

Without giving it much thought, she put away her phone, grabbed Li Mochan’s hand, "Let’s go watch the race."

It was a rare moment of leisure, and just so happened that there was a motorbike race on the outskirts of the capital city. It seemed like a good idea to check out the excitement.

Li Mochan got up with her, conveniently picking up the jacket she had forgotten.

The winter sun was feeble but refreshing, and the roadside branches showed no signs of new green.

Finding an empty spot, Ye Jiuliang parked the car and wandered around the race area with Li Mochan.

They didn’t go to the spectator stand; instead, the two headed to the racer’s resting area.

After casually strolling around, they were about to leave when a ruckus around the corner caught their attention and halted their steps.

"Mohan, let’s go have a look." There was a sly smile in Ye Jiuliang’s eyes; she loved watching the excitement.

"You," he said, his deep voice indulgent.

"So what if I messed with your bike? I even hit you. If you know what’s good for you, keep your mouth shut, or else I have plenty of ways to deal with you."

The man speaking was dressed in a racer’s suit, with a fierce expression that carried a hint of thuggishness.

The several men standing next to him laughed maliciously, their eyes looking down with disdain at the young man on the ground.

"Don’t overestimate yourself; you’re not that heavy. You look like a woman, why bother with racing? Go home and embroider instead."

A round of mocking laughter ensued.

"Ha ha ha."

The young man’s golden hair was stained with bits of grass, and his delicate features were pale.

After taking a solid punch in the abdomen, Mo Chen, who had never been hit before in his life, couldn’t withstand their beating.

The man hitting him wasn’t stupid; he chose places that others couldn’t see, which, fortunately, meant that Mo Chen’s face was unscathed.

He propped himself up, staggering to his feet, but before he could steady himself, someone next to him suddenly pushed him hard.

"What gives you the right to compete with us? Go home and sleep it off."

Off-balance, Mo Chen’s body leaned forward and his back slammed against a tree, making him involuntarily gasp for air.

Damn.

If only he had known to bring Alei with him today.

"I remember that fighting during the competition can get you disqualified." A cold voice cut through the air, stark against their laughter.

That voice was...

Mo Chen froze, his blank gaze bursting with surprise.

He turned around to see two figures emerge from around the bend.

The woman’s stunning face came into view, filling Mo Chen with ecstatic surprise.

"Sister," he yelled, causing the smug smiles on the faces of the several men to falter.

Nowadays, which racer doesn’t recognize Black J? The sight of Ye Jiuliang there made the bullies turn pale, their legs going weak.

This is bad.

It’s Black J.

Mo Chen rubbed his sore shoulder and jogged up to Ye Jiuliang.

Before he could say anything, a cold glare shot from the side. When Mo Chen looked up and saw Li Mochan, he instinctively recoiled.

Knowing his place, he took a step back and, when looking at Ye Jiuliang again, his face beamed with a radiant smile, "Sis, what brings you here?"

Every time they met, he called her "sister." Ye Jiuliang couldn’t be bothered to argue with him about it anymore.