Chapter 311, The best tasting dish made by Uncle Li in my family (Seven Updates)

Ye Jiuliang lifted her eyes to survey the surroundings; the corner they were in happened to have no surveillance, which suggested that the couple had some smarts after all.

"If you don’t give me an explanation for what happened today, don’t even think about leaving," the middle-aged man raised his voice as Ye Jiuliang ignored him.

"What kind of explanation do you want?" Ye Jiuliang glanced at him, her voice cool, "Want money?"

Straight to the point, the middle-aged man’s threatening words suddenly got stuck in his throat.

"No money, get out of the way. If you’re trying to scam someone, you’ve picked the wrong target," Ye Jiuliang let out a cold laugh, shattering his illusion.

"You..." The middle-aged man’s face changed color as his tone became fierce, "You might not have money, but Mingchong does. I’m telling you, if you don’t pay up, I’ll make a big fuss about this, and it won’t look good for Mingchong either."

"Oh, my back!" The middle-aged woman wailed in sequence.

Ye Jiuliang’s gaze shifted past the man to the woman on the ground, letting out a low chuckle, "I forgot to tell you, I am a doctor. Whether your wife is injured or not, we all know very well. If you still want to make a scene, fine, I’ll take you to the hospital to get checked right now. If your wife is unharmed, the consequences won’t be so simple."

"You..." The middle-aged man clearly hadn’t expected Ye Jiuliang to be a doctor and panicked.

Ye Jiuliang exuded a chill, uttering two words, "Move aside."

The middle-aged man tried to argue with a show of bravado, but as he looked up into the woman’s cold eyes, his breath caught.

The very next second, as if possessed, he stepped aside to clear the way.

The woman on the ground, groaning in pain, saw the middle-aged man give way to Ye Jiuliang and shouted in furious despair, "Lai Fa, why didn’t you stop her, you useless fool!"

Ye Jiuliang glanced back at the woman, who was bouncing around full of life, now probably fit enough to go dancing at the plaza all night.

She lifted her hand to pull down her helmet’s visor and rode away.

Seeing Ye Jiuliang leaving for real, the middle-aged woman jumped up from the ground, "Crazy girl, get back here... come back..."

She turned her head towards the man, violently grabbing his ear, "Lai Fa, are you stupid or dumb to be so easily fooled by a young girl? You let her go, how are we supposed to demand money from Mingchong now?"

"What’s the rush?" The middle-aged man freed his ear from her grip and took out his phone to show a picture, "Look at this."

The middle-aged woman looked down and saw a photo of her lying on the ground with Ye Jiuliang sitting on the motorcycle.

Her face lit up with glee, this photo would ensure Mingchong couldn’t refuse to pay.

Lai Fa put away the phone, whispering a few words to her, and she nodded vigorously in agreement.

"Alright, let’s do it this way." After they scored this payoff, they would leave the capital and enjoy a life of luxury elsewhere.

The pair left arm in arm, whistling a merry tune, their waists twisting more flexibly than anyone else’s.

...

Back at Mo Garden, Ye Jiuliang happened to run into Jiang Yisheng at the entrance.

"Jiuliang, did the exam go well?" Jiang Yisheng asked.

Ye Jiuliang nodded, "There’s one more tomorrow. Where were you?"

Jiang Yisheng replied, "I met with my agent to talk about the concert tour schedule."

The two of them chatted as they walked into the living room, yet they did not see Li Mochan’s figure anywhere.

"Asheng, there are some snacks in the bag, try them, I’m going upstairs to look for Mohan," Ye Jiuliang said, then dashed upstairs.

She first headed for the study, only to find it empty.

"Li Mochan..." Ye Jiuliang turned and walked towards the bedroom, dragging out his name as she called.

"Li Mochan..."

The bedroom door was ajar, and she pushed it open to enter.

Upon lifting her eyes, she was momentarily stunned in place.

The man had just taken a shower, his dark hair slightly disheveled, wearing only a pair of casual trousers and bare-chested, a sight that was certainly eye-catching.

Yet Ye Jiuliang wasn’t the least bit shy, gazing intently as if she was just short of reaching out to touch.

"Why are you taking a bath in the middle of the day?" she asked as she walked over.

Li Mochan was pleased by her direct gaze, the corners of his lips quietly lifted in a crimson smile, "I just ran on the treadmill in the gym, worked up quite a sweat."

Speaking, he picked up a shirt and casually put it on.

Then, he reached out to pull her over, placing her hand on the buttons of the shirt, "Help me button up."

Ye Jiuliang rolled her eyes at him, remembering his bad behavior from last night, she huffed, "Don’t you have hands yourself?"

"Feng Yi has invited us to the racecourse, do you want to go have some fun?" Li Mochan wrapped his arms around her waist and lightly pecked her lips.

He frowned, "Have you been drinking?"

"Just half a can of beer, I promise," Ye Jiuliang cleared her throat, "Of course, we’re going to the racecourse. Asheng is back too, we should invite him as well."

Li Mochan flicked her forehead gently, "Naughty brat, you’re not allowed to drink with others when I’m not around."

"I know, I know," she replied nonchalantly.

Recalling the document locked in the drawer, Li Mochan asked, "Was lunch good?"

Ye Jiuliang nodded, "It was quite delicious, it’s funny, Uncle Ming really likes spicy food."

Uncle Ming?

Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, it seemed that his young wolf cub, Mingchong, had made a good impression.

"I told him to come visit us when he’s free," Ye Jiuliang said, raising her little face with a brilliant smile in her eyes.

Li Mochan pinched her cheek, sounding jealous, "Won over by just a meal?"

"His cooking was tasty, but I still think my Li family’s Fifth Master cooks the best," Ye Jiuliang sweetly said, wrapping her arms around his neck.

It was undeniable, that compliment made the Fifth Master very happy.

He lowered his head to nuzzle her nose, "Really can’t do anything with you."

The two of them dawdled in the room until Feng Yi called to hurry them, only then did they get ready and go downstairs.

"Asheng, want to come to the racecourse with us?" Ye Jiuliang saw the person sitting on the sofa and asked.

Jiang Yisheng stood up, his clear green eyes sparkling with a faint smile, "I’ve been waiting for you guys. Yi already called me and said I should join, to spare him from being the third wheel to your lovey-dovey act."

Hearing this, Ye Jiuliang burst into laughter, then turned to look at Li Mochan, "Have we ever been lovey-dovey in front of him?"

"He’s just envious and jealous," Li Mochan replied calmly.

Jiang Yisheng, "..."

You two are being lovey-dovey right now, thank you very much.

The three set off together, with Li Mochan driving and Ye Jiuliang sitting in the passenger seat playing ’Fight the Landlord’ on her phone.

Suddenly, a video call from Ji Mingqian came through.

Ye Jiuliang pressed accept, and the next second, Ji Mingqian’s handsome face took over the dark screen.

"Ajiu, where did you put the Burn Ointment?"

His magnetic voice filled the car, causing ripples in Jiang Yisheng’s placid green eyes.

"It’s in the third column of the cabinet, in the blue drawer. Who got burned this time?" Ye Jiuliang asked.

"I went to the motorcycle club today. The old coach’s grandson was playing there and the little brat knocked over a kettle. I pulled him out of the way, and all the boiling water poured over my arm."

The sound of a drawer being opened came from the other end of the video call.

Ye Jiuliang frowned, "Is the burn serious?"

"What do you think? The water was still bubbling," Ji Mingqian complained.