Chapter 869: Tell Your Little Uncle to Stop Talking (2)

As for the reason why they became workaholics, they all know it well.

"I’m in the capital, I’ll treat you to dinner, are you coming?" On the other end of the phone, Ji Mingqian casually placed his legs on the sofa, a hint of laziness between his brows.

Ye Jiuliang was slightly surprised, arriving in the capital without a word?

"Where?"

"Jiangyue Restaurant." He added, "Don’t forget to bring Xiaobai, as for Li Mochan, it’s okay if he doesn’t come."

Hearing this, Ye Jiuliang chuckled softly, "Ji Mingqian, are you childish?"

Every time they met, they would bicker. It had been three years, and this habit hadn’t changed.

Ji Mingqian leaned back, speaking lazily, "I enjoy it."

"Let’s talk when we meet, hanging up." Ye Jiuliang rolled her eyes and decisively hung up the phone.

"Ji Mingqian is in the capital?" Li Mochan looked straight ahead and asked in a calm voice.

Ye Jiuliang made a sound of acknowledgment, "I guess he’s done with the endorsements and is taking a break these days."

She paused, her tone carrying a hint of emotion, "Honestly, I never thought Aqian would really have the heart to sever contact."

For three years, neither of them contacted the other, not even a phone call, both as stubborn as ever.

What’s amusing is that despite not contacting each other, they’d book out cinemas for each other’s movies, send flowers to every concert, and buy birthday cakes on their birthdays, only to leave them in the fridge until they spoiled.

Really, she couldn’t quite figure out what Aqian was thinking.

"He’s gambling," Li Mochan glanced at the sleeping Xiaobai in her arms and said in a lowered voice.

Whether there’s a future or not, he’s betting his entire life.

Ye Jiuliang understood his meaning and couldn’t help but sigh.

Feeling unable to stand by yet unable to help is really damn frustrating.

"Was Tan Yan’s impact on Uncle really that big?"

Li Mochan pondered for a moment and said, "That’s Uncle’s long-standing issue."

Ye Jiuliang stroked Xiaobai’s cheek, lost in thought.

Upon arriving at Jiangyue Restaurant and just unbuckling the seatbelt, Xiaobai woke up.

His chubby little hand rubbed his eyes, his gaze dazed and adorably bewildered.

"Mommy." Just waking up, he was still a little dazed, habitually snuggling into Ye Jiuliang’s arms.

He seemed easiest to deceive during these moments, Ye Jiuliang mused internally.

She reached out to tidy his messy hair, "Be good, let’s go eat."

Xiaobai nodded randomly, obediently nestled in her arms.

At this moment, the car door was opened, Li Mochan bent down and picked him up, "Come, Daddy will hold you."

Ye Jiuliang followed him out of the car, putting a hat on Xiaobai’s head.

Because it was noon, Jiangyue Restaurant was almost at full capacity.

To avoid attracting too much attention, Li Mochan and his family of three chose to enter through the side door.

Finding Ji Mingqian’s private room, Ye Jiuliang pushed the door open and walked in front, while Li Mochan put Xiaobai down.

Standing steadily on the ground, Xiaobai saw the person sitting on the sofa, and with little legs, he ran over, "Uncle Ji."

Ji Mingqian sat up, opened his arms, and Xiaobai crashed into his embrace with a head-on collision.

Ji Mingqian’s chest hurt from the impact, he picked him up and sat him on his lap.

He reached out to pinch his cheek lightly, "Did you miss Uncle Ji?"

"Yes." Xiaobai said sweetly.

"So, is Uncle Ji better or your Uncle better?" Every time they met, Ji Mingqian liked to ask this question, even though the answer was always the same.

"Both are good." The little guy was smart, not offending either side.

Ji Mingqian lowered his voice, coaxing, "But you have to choose one, Xiaobai, choose one, and Uncle Ji will buy you a motorcycle."

Xiaobai fiddled with his suspenders, "Hmm... then Uncle is better."

Hearing this, Ji Mingqian’s eyebrows knitted, "Why is your Uncle better?"

He bought him toys and played with him every time, why is his Uncle better?

That’s biased, huh.

"Uncle is very gentle, buys Xiaobai delicious food, teaches Xiaobai to take photos, and teaches Xiaobai many, many things." Xiaobai counted on his little fingers, listing all the good things about Jiang Yisheng.

Across the table, Ye Jiuliang and Li Mochan exchanged a smile.

Ji Mingqian, "..."

Did that make him sound like he’s not gentle?

Did that guy badmouth him in front of Xiaobai?

He glanced around and tentatively asked, "Xiaobai, did your Uncle say anything about Uncle Ji?"

Xiaobai nodded briefly.

Ji Mingqian’s eyes brightened, his tone a little anxious, "What did he say?"

Xiaobai rested his chin on one hand, his clear black eyes swirling around, then in a childish voice, he ungraciously complained, "Uncle Ji can’t cook, every time he cooks, he blows up the kitchen."

Upon hearing this, silence fell around them.

"Pfft."

Ye Jiuliang burst into laughter, looking gleefully at his misfortune.

Isn’t he just asking for it, facing such a blow now?

Ji Mingqian’s face darkened, his lips trembling, "..."

Did that heartless dog really say that about him?

What does he mean by ’blows up the kitchen,’ he can make instant noodles on his own now, can’t he?

Daring to distort his image like that in front of Xiaobai, that’s just too much.

Before he could recover from the blow, the little guy in his arms continued, "Uncle also said Uncle Ji is childish, has a bad temper, and just likes to bully people."

Hearing this, Ji Mingqian’s handsome face turned pitch black, like coal.

Childish?

Bad temper?

Really, that’s just great.

"Hahaha."

Ye Jiuliang laughed even more wantonly, her son was indeed a clever little thing.

Li Mochan reached out to support her, preventing her from falling, his gaze brushed past Xiaobai on the opposite side, a faint smile appearing on his lips.

Good memory, he takes after him in that aspect.

"Uncle also said..."

A childish voice rang out again, prompting Ji Mingqian to hurriedly interrupt, "Tell your Uncle to stop talking."

As he spoke, he realized he had been too impulsive.

He lowered his head to look at Xiaobai, staring at his innocent little face, and suddenly a wave of guilt washed over him.

He raised his hand to rub Xiaobai’s little head, forcing a smile, "Is Xiaobai hungry? How about I order something delicious for you?"

"Yes." Xiaobai nodded, not at all scared by Ji Mingqian, his face bursting into a bright smile.

Ji Mingqian sighed in relief, yet his mood still plummeted to the bottom without recovering.

During the meal, they inevitably asked about each other’s recent situation.

"Aqian, don’t you plan to give yourself a break?" Ye Jiuliang sipped her soup, glancing up at the person opposite her.

"I’ve finished my recent schedule, returning to headquarters in a few days." Ji Mingqian absentmindedly picked at his food, speaking in a languid tone.

"Are you staying in the capital these few days?"

"Yes."

Being idle anyway, anywhere else would be boring, might as well stay here for a few days, plus Xiaobai can keep him entertained.

"Free room and board?"

Before Ye Jiuliang could reply, Li Mochan spoke first, "No money, no talk."