Chapter 831: Selling Half the Motorcycle Model Figures (Part 1)

Unable to resist his strength, Ye Jiuliang scrunched up her little face and complained, "Hey, hey, my hand hurts."

Li Mochan glared at her and playfully cursed, "Little rascal, you use this trick every time."

He was using skillful force to hold her hand, yet she claimed it hurt, who was she kidding?

"It really hurts, ouch..." Seeing that he wasn’t falling for her trick, Ye Jiuliang changed tactics and shouted.

"My hand’s gonna break, I won’t be able to ride a motorcycle anymore."

Li Mochan watched her performance with a smirk, holding onto her hand but not responding.

She’s putting on an act, so let her continue.

Ye Jiuliang glanced sideways to observe his expression, squinted her eyes yet couldn’t squeeze out any tears. "Li Mochan, you weren’t like this when you were wooing me, just knew you’d only love your child."

Li Mochan’s face broke into a smile, his laughter rumbling from his throat, the grip on her wrist loosening slightly.

He really couldn’t handle her.

He turned over, trapping her in his embrace, pressing his forehead against hers, "Little rascal, you wailed for so long without shedding a single tear, who exactly is bullying who, hmm?"

She’s exploiting his soft heart; he’s always defenseless against her.

Looking up to meet his deep gaze, Ye Jiuliang grinned, "Of course, it’s you bullying me. Even the child is listening."

Li Mochan felt stifled, "..."

The taste of being wrongfully accused by his wife was really...

His fingertip slid downward, pinching her cheek, "Beisen will have major exams soon, shouldn’t you be going back to attend classes, hmm?"

Attend classes?

She doesn’t want to.

Ye Jiuliang froze, unable to maintain her mischievous smile.

Li Mochan, the scoundrel.

She struggled desperately, "I took leave before, you approved it."

Li Mochan raised his eyebrows, leisurely saying, "I did approve it, but even leaves are limited, you should go back to class."

"You..." Ye Jiuliang gritted her molars.

On the verge of exploding, she suddenly smiled, wrapped her arms around his neck, and negotiated, "How about this, you help me with the withdrawal procedures, anyway, I’ve completed my studies in Country Y, my previous enrollment at Beisen Academy was just ceremonial, to appease the old man."

"Think about it, I won’t need frequent leaves, you won’t have to approve them, and others won’t say you’re using your power for personal gain, a win-win situation, right?"

She argued persuasively, Li Mochan held back his laughter, "That’s not possible, since you entered Beisen, I must be responsible for you."

"I don’t need you to be responsible." Ye Jiuliang retorted without hesitation.

As soon as the words left her mouth, those deep, cold eyes narrowed slightly, emitting a dangerous signal.

"Sure you’re don’t need me to be responsible?"

Uh...

Ye Jiuliang gave a dry laugh, "Slip of the tongue, it was just a slip of the tongue."

As she realized her cowardice, she regained her confidence, "If you disagree, I’ll go back to headquarters in a few days, and you won’t get to see the baby once it’s born."

Saying the fiercest words with the most cowardly expression, that’s probably describing her, Li Mochan couldn’t contain his amusement, his voice low and rich, "Without me, who would cook for you, blow-dry your hair, warm your bed?"

Ye Jiuliang was at a loss for words, "I..."

In the first round of bickering, Master Jiu was completely defeated.

Unable to threaten successfully, she bumped her head against his chest like a disgruntled cub, "I don’t care, I’m not going to Beisen anyway."

Persisting shamelessly with full conviction.

Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, the smile at the corner of his lips deepening, "Alright, then don’t go, satisfied?"

Ye Jiuliang was stunned, agreed so readily?

She raised her head, eyeing him suspiciously, "Really?"

Listening to her skeptical tone, Li Mochan responded with a faint "mm," "Since you don’t want to go, we won’t."

Upon hearing this, Ye Jiuliang lit up, beaming, "I knew my great Fifth Master Li was the best."

Amid her joy, a deep voice sounded again, "There’s one more thing, you haven’t forgotten it, have you?"

Ye Jiuliang was taken aback, "Hmm?"

"The fishing bet." He reminded.

Bet?

Ye Jiuliang slowly recalled, she was happily relieved she didn’t have to go to Beisen, and boldly said, "Tell me, what do you want for the bet?"

With her responding so straightforwardly, he didn’t hold back either.

"Sell half of the household’s motorcycle model collection." He said all at once.

Ye Jiuliang was dumbstruck.

Sell her motorcycle model collection?

What a joke.

Her lips fluttered, "No way, absolutely not, I disagree."

Those are her treasures, anyone who dares to sell them would be in trouble with her.

Seeing her about to explode, Li Mochan suppressed his smile, "The bet was agreed upon, are you going back on your word?"

"Those are all bought by you." She grumbled grumpily, not the least bit happy.

"Bought too many, selling some to make room."

"No."

On the matter of motorcycles, Ye Jiuliang was completely unwilling to compromise.

"Change the bet."

Li Mochan chuckled lightly, poked her puffed-up face, "Want me to change the bet, shouldn’t you show some sincerity, hmm?"

Ye Jiuliang turned to meet his suggestive gaze, feigning ignorance became impossible.

She cleared her throat, ambiguously saying, "Well, today playing outside too long, I’m a bit tired."

Recognizing her tricks, Li Mochan stared at her without speaking.

Ye Jiuliang’s eyes evaded, "Let’s discuss the bet another day."

"Feng Yi is quite interested in some of those model collections." He said softly.

Ye Jiuliang, "..."

Despicable, too despicable.

Sincerity isn’t something she’s afraid of.

She grabbed his collar, moved closer, and pressed her lips against his.

A smile spread in Li Mochan’s eyes, he reached for the button on the wall.

In an instant, the lights went out.

"Don’t sell my motorcycle models."

"Okay."

"There’s a motorcycle race in a few days, I want to watch it." She promptly threw out a request.

"As you wish."

"And..."

He hushed her gently, "As you wish."

...

Country Y.

K Organization Headquarters.

After the meeting, Chu Chen returned straight to his office.

Seeing the woman curled up on the sofa, his thin lips turned up in the slightest arc, "Have you eaten?"

"Not yet, waiting for you." Gu Xinuo replied.

Chu Chen sat beside her, asking, "Why the sour face, what’s happened?"

"Ajiu just messaged, asking you to find something for Aqian to do, to bring him back to headquarters for a while." Gu Xinuo handed him his phone, speaking with a tone of melancholy.

"What happened?" He had just gone to a meeting, what happened that he wasn’t aware of?

She replied, "Look for yourself."

Chu Chen took the phone, read through Ye Jiuliang’s message, and frowned slightly, how did this happen?

"Do you think doing this will make Aqian furious when he finds out?" Gu Xinuo worriedly asked.