"Canât sleep, so youâre sneaking around outside?" Hearing the gentle voice by his ear, the weariness between Li Mochanâs brows gradually faded, and a low, deep laughter escaped his lips.
"Wolf pup, donât forget what you promised me."
Ye Jiuliangâs eyes flickered with a touch of unease, silently thinking, How could he guess her whereabouts even when heâs not by her side? Truly a cunning guy.
"Got it, Iâm just out for a late-night snack with Anuo. If you donât believe me, I can have her vouch for it."
Innocently dragged into the situation, Gu Xinuo looked all innocent.
Getting hit even while lying down?
"Take good care of yourself. Iâll finish up my work as soon as possible and come pick you up." Li Mochan advised with concern.
Ye Jiuliang smiled softly, glancing at her wristwatch. It should be almost ten on his side now, "Youâre still at the office?"
"Almost heading back," Li Mochan said over the phone as he reached to shut down his computer.
She really did guess it right. Ye Jiuliang frowned, "Itâs so late, why havenât you gone back to the hotel to rest? Donât tell me you havenât had dinner yet?"
He just tells her to take care, yet doesnât take care of himself, such double standards.
"I have eaten," Li Mochan said with no change in expression.
Opposite, Wei Xi glanced at the barely touched meal on the table, his lips slightly twitching.
Does taking one bite count as eating?
Their boss is clearly henpecked.
"I donât believe you. Iâll ask someone else. If youâre lying, youâre done for." Ye Jiuliang looked at the street scene outside the window, her lips curving into a charming smile.
By someone else, Li Mochan didnât need to guess to know itâs Wei Xi. He raised an eyebrow and teased, "Why donât you buy a scale and weigh me when I get back?"
Ye Jiuliang chuckled, feigning a fierce tone, "Thatâs a good idea. Iâll buy it tomorrow. You better head back to the hotel to rest. Iâll be checking up with a call later. If youâre still at the office, Iâll fly over and hit you."
Hearing this, Li Mochan chuckled lightly. Would she really be willing to hit him?
He got up, picked up the coat from the sofa chair, "Iâm heading back now. Do you need me to video call you to show proof?"
"Of course, I already said Iâd be checking up. Remember to video call me when you get to the hotel." Ye Jiuliang said dominantly.
Knowing this workaholic well, she knew heâd pile up work to rush back to her. Itâs not like she met him just yesterday.
Li Mochan couldnât help but laugh silently, agreeing with a "sure."
After hanging up, Ye Jiuliang tapped on her phone, sending an emoji over.
"If you miss him, you should just go see him. Your words are giving me goosebumps all over." Gu Xinuo glanced at her from the corner of her eye, teasing with a suppressed laugh.
Ye Jiuliang put away her phone, "Iâll go the day after tomorrow."
The design drawings at the base just got revised, and tomorrow theyâd run experiments. If there arenât any major issues, sheâll feel at ease leaving.
Gu Xinuo clicked her tongue, "I was just joking, do you really have to go? Itâs like a day without seeing feels like three autumns?"
"Canât let Achen see me every day and have that grief-stricken look. I wonât be a third wheel for you two." Ye Jiuliang said quietly.
Gu Xinuoâs face warmed, "What nonsense are you saying."
"Every time Achen sees you with me, he pulls a long face like a bullied little wife." As she spoke, Ye Jiuliang made a funny face, making Gu Xinuo laugh heartily.
"He doesnât do that."
"He does, next time, watch closely if you donât believe me." She said.
...
Jiang Yisheng hasnât returned from filming, so the task of entertaining the Jiang family parents naturally fell on Ji Mingqian.
After sending Veya and the others back to the hotel, Ji Mingqian didnât rush off either; he stayed to chat with the Jiang family parents.
The three of them chatted merrily about all sorts of things.
"Mingqian, youâve really helped us a lot this time. When Asheng returns, weâll go out to eat, my treat." Jiang Hai said warmly.
Ji Mingqian put down his teacup, smiling lightly, "Thatâs not right. I should be the one treating. Uncle, if you treat, Iâll be too embarrassed to stay at your house next time I visit M Country."
"Thereâs no need to be shy. You, Asheng, and Xiaojiu are all good friends. Just treat it as your own home and donât hold back." Having rested well after taking medication, Veyaâs complexion was rosy again.
Ji Mingqian smoothly continued, "Auntie said not to hold back, so Uncle, donât be polite with me either."
Jiang Hai chuckled softly, "Alright, I wonât argue with you then."
"Asheng should be back soon. Iâll go get something, and when Asheng returns, weâll head out together." Ji Mingqian glanced at his phone, then rose to his feet.
Veya nodded, "Okay."
Just as he exited the room, the elevator doors a short distance away opened.
A tall, lean figure stepped out, hat brimming down and wearing a mask, concealing the face.
Ji Mingqian paused, a twinkle of a smile appearing in his eyes, waiting for him.
"Where are my parents?" Seeing him, Jiang Yishengâs eyebrows unintentionally arched up as he reached to remove the mask from his face.
Ji Mingqian pointed to the room behind him, "Waiting for you to join us for dinner. How did the filming go?"
"Alright," Jiang Yisheng said, removing his hat. His slightly damp hair clung messily, lending an unexpected touch of casualness.
"The filming schedule is going smoothly. We should finish the day after tomorrow."
Ji Mingqian noticed his dark hair, casually asking, "Did you dye your hair?"
Jiang Yisheng responded with a nod, brushing the fringe from his forehead, "Iâll dye it back once the filming is over."
"Whyâs your hair still wet?" Ji Mingqian reached up to ruffle his head, his eyebrows knitting involuntarily.
"Wasnât the makeup artist around?"
"No, I rushed back. Took a quick freshen-up after filming and came straight away."
Ji Mingqianâs thin lips quirked up, his nonchalant smile tinged with dandy charm, "In a rush to see me?"
"Youâre thinking too much," Jiang Yisheng scoffed, reaching to knock on the door.
Before he could touch the door, he was abruptly pulled over by the person beside him.
Thrown off balance, his nose collided against the otherâs solid shoulder.
For a moment, Jiang Yisheng felt like his nasal bone was about to shatter.
Clutching his nose, his green eyes narrowed, shimmering with water, "Ji Mingqian, youâre toxic!"
Luckily his nose wasnât surgically altered, or it wouldâve snapped.
"I really didnât mean to," Ji Mingqian grinned apologetically, "Shall I take you to the hospital?"
"Get lost," Jiang Yisheng sniffled, retorting with irritation.
Speaking, he was tugged for what reason?
He lowered his hand, the tip of his nose faintly red, causing Ji Mingqian to feel guilty for a few seconds, "Donât be mad. Iâll buy you candied hawthorn as an apology. How about it?"
Jiang Yisheng kept silent, glancing at him fiercely, as if to say heâs not some three-year-old thatâs easily coaxed.
"No..."
Just as he began to speak, Veyaâs room door suddenly opened.
"Asheng, youâre back?" Jiang Haiâs voice unexpectedly rang out.
Jiang Yisheng straightened his expression, discreetly increasing the distance between him and Ji Mingqian.