"Yeah, itâs because of poor taste that I would take a liking to you."
Suppressed laughter rang out, and Ji Mingqian froze in place.
"You..."
Jiang Yisheng lifted his head, his face brimming with a triumphant smile, "I also think my taste is really bad, or else why would I fancy you, right, Ji Mingqian?"
Ji Mingqian belatedly realized he had been played, and his eyes narrowed dangerously, "Youâre good, Jiang Yisheng, youâre playing me."
"So what if I am playing you, who let you bully me all the time before, whatâs wrong with me playing you once." Jiang Yishengâs eyebrows rose delicately as he spoke faintly, "Not happy about it, then you can leave."
Seeing his anger dissipate, Ji Mingqian reached out to pull him in, dragged him into his arms, and pressed his advantage to ask, "So, you agreed?"
"Agreed to what?" Jiang Yisheng feigned confusion.
"Of course, to be with me."
"I never said that."
"I donât care, you just said you fancy me, that means you agreed to be with me, no turning back now," Ji Mingqian asserted confidently.
Jiang Yisheng glanced at him sideways but didnât struggle to free himself from his grip, his voice cool as he said, "Iâll take the necklace, but as for you, I still need to think it over."
Ji Mingqianâs smile almost split to the back of his head, "Think over what, what do you want to eat, Iâll take you out?"
He hadnât eaten much on the plane, and even lunch had just been a bite.
Just then, a cellphone ringtone suddenly broke the silence.
Jiang Yisheng straightened up and fished out his phone from his pocket.
Ji Mingqian craned his neck to see, and upon catching a glimpse of the caller ID, his first instinct was to snatch the phone away.
"Have you gotten addicted to snatching things from me?" Jiang Yisheng sidestepped and swiped to answer the call.
"Cousin."
Ji Mingqian curled his lip, Li Mochan calling definitely meant no good.
"Just arrived in J city." As he spoke, Jiang Yisheng walked towards the couch.
Without beating around the bush, Li Mochan asked bluntly over the phone, "Is Ji Mingqian there with you?"
Jiang Yishengâs lips thinned, a trace of sheepishness flickering in his eyes, "Mhm."
Speakers on, Ye Jiuliang heard Jiang Yishengâs response, her lips lifting in an amused smile as she tugged at Li Mochanâs hand, signaling him to probe a bit more.
Li Mochan, feeling rather helpless, raised an eyebrow and continued, "Donât let him whisk you away so easily."
As soon as the words were spoken, Ye Jiuliang burst into laughter, collapsing into his embrace.
If Aqian heard this, he would definitely pick a fight.
Jiang Yishengâs face burned, his grip on the phone nearly failing.
He quickly changed the subject, "Cousin, when are you returning to M country?"
"Why, planning to take Ji Mingqian back to meet the parents?" Li Mochan asked with a barely suppressed chuckle.
Having been with Ye Jiuliang for a while, his teasing tone was nearly identical to hers.
Jiang Yisheng blushed, his voice barely a whisper as he forced out, "Cousin, did you drink too much tonight?"
"What did Li Mochan say?" Ji Mingqian approached, noting his cousinâs unusual expression, he asked curiously.
Jiang Yisheng was about to signal him to keep quiet, but it was too late.
Through the phone, Ji Mingqianâs voice reached Li Mochan and Ye Jiuliangâs ears.
Li Mochan teased, "It seems my call is a step too late."
Jiang Yisheng was at a loss for words.
Seeing his cousinâs flustered expression, Ji Mingqian took the phone away, "Give it here, Iâll talk to him."
Taking the call, he didnât bother with niceties, "Li Mochan, stop stirring things up, go cool off somewhere else."
"Asheng is coming home in a few days, what do you think of me asking Auntie to set him up with a blind date?" Li Mohan hooked his lip, speaking in a casual tone.
"You can come over and take a look too, and pick someone who catches your eye."
Ji Mingqian gritted his teeth, muttering in his heart that Li Mohan was absolutely his nemesis, the kind that clashed with his zodiac sign.
"Fine, Li Mohan, youâre ruthless."
On the other end of the phone, Ye Jiuliang couldnât contain her amusement, collapsing into Li Mohanâs arms laughing.
She took the phone from Li Mohan, her laughter unrestrained, "Aqian, have you coaxed him properly yet, or do you need help?"
"Dream on, just be grateful Iâm not kicking you two out of the car as soon as you get out." Ji Mingqian sniped back.
"Just keep your Li Mohan in check, and donât let him lead my people astray."
The phrase "my people" exploded above Jiang Yishengâs head, and he tiptoed to kick Ji Mingqianâs leg, shooting him a glare.
Ji Mingqian looked over, only to hear a soft warning from him, "Donât talk nonsense."
Ji Mingqian spun around, sitting down next to him, draping his long arm over his shoulder, leaning against him as if boneless.
"Ajiu, what did Mohan give you when he proposed to you?"
The word "propose" swirled around like a curse, and Jiang Yisheng felt disheveled by the wind.
"Ji Mingqian." He growled lowly, hurriedly snatching the phone back.
"Jiuliang, donât mind him. Heâs had too much to drink tonight and isnât in his right mind. Weâll talk another day, Iâm hanging up now."
Without delay, he hung up the call.
"Beep beep..."
With the call ended, Ye Jiuliang laughed so hard she was nearly in tears.
"Hahaha."
That Aqian sure said something shocking, he might get a beating from Asheng for that.
"Mohan, did you hear that? Aqian is talking about proposing. Do you have any good suggestions?"
"Heâs thinking too far ahead," Li Mohan said ruthlessly.
Just meeting the parents was uncertainty enough for Ji Mingqian, let alone proposingâheâs dreaming.
Ye Jiuliang looked up at him, setting her expression straight, "Seriously though, do you think uncle and the others will really not agree?"
After contemplating for a moment, Li Mohan said, "Auntie might soften and agree, but uncle will be very difficult."
At that, Ye Jiuliangâs interest was piqued, "Why do you say that?"
"Uncle had a close friend who went through something similar back in the day, and it ended with him committing suicide," he said.
Ye Jiuliang was surprised, "Suicide? Why? Because they couldnât be together?"
There was such a story from the past, where things had gotten to the point of suicide.
Li Mohan shook his head, his cool jade-like hand weaving through her hair, "No, itâs because they were together."
Ye Jiuliang was bewildered, "What do you mean?"
"After those two got together, both their parents opposed, but they insisted on being together anyway, with only uncle supporting his close friend at the time."
"And then?"
"They did have a period of happiness, but it didnât last. The man ultimately couldnât bear the finger-pointing, and he betrayed his friend, cheating with another woman."
After listening, Ye Jiuliang sighed.
So there was this old story, and Mohanâs worries werenât unfounded.
"Unable to withstand the blow, uncleâs friend committed suicide by jumping off a building in front of uncle. It was a huge blow to him," Li Mohan continued.
Asheng didnât know about this incident either; he had only heard it mentioned by his grandmother by chance.
Ye Jiuliang sighed, her forehead against his chest, "It seems Aqian and his issue are going to need some grinding."