Chapter 800: Honeymoon plans (2)

Jiang Yisheng’s eyes grew darker, and he fell silent.

An oppressive silence enveloped the room, filling the spacious makeup area with a sense of suffocation.

Ji Mingqian’s expression darkened as he pressed on, "Hey, Jiang Yisheng, are you thinking of backing out?"

"Let me tell you, if you dare back out, I’ll carry you back to the K organization right now, and then you....."

"Fine." A single, indifferent word cut off his speech, leaving Ji Mingqian stunned in place.

Snapping out of his brief daze, he quickly recovered with a beaming smile, "Really, you agree to come back to the island with me?"

Jiang Yisheng nodded, saying with amusement, "Why were you getting so worked up just now? I didn’t say I wouldn’t agree."

"It’s because you were silent just now, I thought you had second thoughts." Ji Mingqian scolded him lightly, then opened his arms wide to embrace him.

Jiang Yisheng, aware of any movement at the door, pushed him in a panic, "Let go quickly, someone might see us."

"What’s the hurry? No one is going to come in." Ji Mingqian didn’t let go, resting his chin on his shoulder, "Have you finished talking about work?"

Feeling Ji Mingqian’s weight against him, Jiang Yisheng involuntarily stepped back, "It’s finished, the shooting starts tomorrow."

Before his words had faded, Wen Rang’s voice came from the door.

"Yisheng."

"Stand up quickly." Like a startled animal, Jiang Yisheng hurriedly pushed him away.

Ji Mingqian pouted and then sat back down, picking up his iced coffee to drink.

Wen Rang pushed the door open, surprised to see Ji Mingqian still there.

"Wen Rang, is there anything else?" Jiang Yisheng asked.

Wen Rang shook his head, "Nothing else. You should leave through the side door. The fans have somehow found out about your schedule, and now there are a lot of them downstairs. The front entrance is blocked."

If this gets caught on camera, the reporters will have something to write about again.

Jiang Yisheng frowned, then suddenly a cap was pressed down on his head, "Put on the mask, I’ll take you out for a walk."

"A walk?" Wen Rang asked in astonishment, his voice breaking.

Ji Mingqian seemed to be planning to stir things up.

Ji Mingqian glanced sideways at him, raising an eyebrow, "Is there a problem?"

"It seems there is." Wen Rang chuckled nervously, "If you get photographed..."

He trailed off, the concern clearly evident.

Ji Mingqian grabbed his own cap and mask to put on, nonchalantly saying, "So what if we get photographed having a meal? Let them take pictures if they want. It’s not the first time anyway."

Could they really make a big story out of it? If it bothered him, he had his ways to deal with it.

With a helpless expression, Wen Rang seemed to understand the frustration in Chen Xin’s tone better.

Truly carefree and unrestrained.

Ji Mingqian scooped up Jiang Yisheng’s backpack, casually yet naturally tugging at his hand, "Let’s go."

Wen Rang was dumbfounded. What was going on?

They had just cleared up their misunderstanding yesterday, and today they’re like brothers?

...

The bright moon climbed the treetops, casting a soft light.

In the quiet garden, two figures walked side by side.

"How many days will you be on your business trip?" Wen Ruan’s gentle voice broke the silence of the night.

Li Mochan caressed the back of her hand, his deep voice carrying a hint of reluctance, "Around four or five days."

"Then I’ll go back to the headquarters for a few days." After walking until her legs were tired, Ye Jiuliang’s pace involuntarily slowed.

"Back to the K organization?" Li Mochan’s brow furrowed, "What happened?"

"It’s nothing serious, just that a new weapon design has come out at the base, and there are some issues. I’m going to check it out." Knowing he must be thinking otherwise, Ye Jiuliang explained.

"There’s also a trial plan for the people at the base in the second half of the year. I’ve been a hands-off manager for too long, Achen is going to come after me."

Most of the headquarters’ affairs were handled by Achen and Anuo, while she and Aqian often acted as hands-off managers. Just for this very reason, she had already been nagged by Achen countless times.

"You can go back, but you’re not allowed to engage in anything dangerous," Li Mochan warned uneasily.

"I’ll finish up with the corporate side of things here and then come pick you up."

Ye Jiuliang nodded obediently, "Understood."

"What about the wedding plans?" Li Mochan brought up casually, recalling the relentless phone calls from Elder Li during the day.

"Are we going to have it now or wait until after the child is born?"

"Let’s wait until after the child is born," Ye Jiuliang said unenthusiastically, bearing a child was already tiring enough, and all the tedious work of a wedding was more than she could handle.

Li Mochan hummed in response, it looked like he could start arranging the wedding dress designs.

...

The next day.

Rustling sounds lingered around him as Ji Mingqian groggily opened his eyes.

He turned his head to see a lean figure entering his vision, the cold, porcelain-like waistline flashed by.

His eyes dimmed, a magnetic voice spilling from his throat, "Why are you up so early?"

After getting dressed, Jiang Yisheng turned around and ran a hand through his hair. Catching a glimpse of his smooth collarbone, he shifted his gaze away without a trace, "I have a photoshoot today, you keep sleeping. Wen Rang and the other staff will be with me."

"Wait for me a minute, I’ll come with you." Saying this, Ji Mingqian hurriedly got up, grabbed a set of clothes from the wardrobe, and then strode to the bathroom.

Fearing that Jiang Yisheng might sneak off, he added, "Don’t you dare slip away; I’ll be quick."

Jiang Yisheng shook his head with a smile and picked up his cup to tidy up the bed.

It wasn’t long before Wen Rang came looking for him.

"Yisheng, it’s about time to leave. I’ve packed breakfast for you and put it in the car."

Jiang Yisheng responded with an affirmative, reaching for his backpack.

"Where’s Aqian?" Wen Rang looked around, not seeing Ji Mingqian’s figure.

Had he gone out this early?

"I’m here," the door to the bathroom pushed open, and Ji Mingqian stepped out.

Seeing him dressed and ready, Wen Rang asked casually, "Aqian, are you going out?"

Ji Mingqian gave a smile and said, "I’ll be joining you guys."

"You’re coming with us to the shoot?" Wen Rang was astonished and stuttered.

Ji Mingqian hummed a response and picked up his shoes to put them on.

"But..." Wen Rang glanced at Jiang Yisheng with a troubled expression.

He had followed him all of yesterday, and if he was going to follow them to the shoot today, which wasn’t in a closed studio, it could be trouble if fans showed up.

"If he wants to follow, let him. Consider it a set visit," Jiang Yisheng said, curving his lips and giving him a reassuring look.

With that said, Wen Rang naturally agreed.

"Then you two hurry up; I’ll wait for you downstairs."

Once Wen Rang left, Ji Mingqian stretched out his hand wanting to carry Jiang Yisheng’s backpack for him but was rejected.

"I can carry it myself. Better not to be recognized, and besides, when I go for the shoot, if you get bored feel free to look around and I’ll come find you after it’s finished."

"Got it. You’ve been nagging about this since yesterday; it must be the five hundredth time now," Ji Mingqian couldn’t help but complain.

Jiang Yisheng rolled his eyes at him. It wasn’t his fault the man couldn’t be serious for a second, always playing the fool, forcing him to keep on repeating warnings.