Chapter 332, auntie, little auntie, or your mom (fourth watch)

His mind wasn’t on studying, only knowing to learn those improper things from Ye Jiuliang.

Mo Chen immediately changed his tune, "Not for a long time, not for a long time."

He finally had the chance to go to Beisen, and he couldn’t let the duck at his mouth slip away again.

"Go wash up now. Your sister is coming back today, we’re going out to eat," Mo Yu’s face softened a bit.

Finally able to go to Beisen, Mo Chen’s face lit up with a smile once more.

"Okay."

He hurried back upstairs, and Aqiao walked back to Mo Yu’s side.

"Madam."

Mo Yu straightened her clothes and stood up to leave, with Aqiao understandingly following behind her.

The afternoon breeze was gentle and comfortable.

"Madam, the master clearly wanted the young master to get closer to Ye Jiuliang, why did you say such things just now?" Aqiao asked in a low voice, puzzled.

Mo Yu let out a cold laugh, a trace of ruthlessness flitting through her eyes.

"Mo Chen is naive, but sometimes he’s not easy to fool. If I had so readily agreed to let him go to Beisen and to get closer to Ye Jiuliang, he would have been suspicious."

She knew her son well; what she had said earlier wouldn’t arouse his suspicion. Even if she told him not to approach Ye Jiuliang, he wouldn’t completely obey and would still continue to see her behind her back.

"Madam, are you sure you want to do this?" Aqiao still had some misgivings, hesitatingly said, "The young master really likes that girl Ye Jiuliang. If he continues to stay with her, what if the truth comes out later, and the young master takes Ye Jiuliang’s side? What shall we do then?"

Mo Yu narrowed her eyes slightly, her voice cold, "I won’t let that day come."

Her son could only stand on the side of their Mo Family.

**

Mo Garden

"Master, here are all the business dealings of Li Shaohui," Wei Xi said respectfully as he placed a large stack of files on the desk.

Li Mochan glanced at the files on the desk, a cold, bloodthirsty light flickering in his eyes.

"Master, if you suppress Li Shaohui, the old master may have objections." Wei Bei, having also learned the true cause of Jiang Qian’s death from Ye Jiuliang, was eager to tear Li Shaohui and Fang Hui apart but also worried that this matter might cause a dispute between the old master and his own master.

After all, most of the Li Family’s assets were in Li Shaohui’s hands; suppressing Li Shaohui would also be indirectly suppressing the Li Family.

Li Mochan gave him a sidelong glance, his expression indifferent, obviously not taking this concern to heart.

At that moment, Ye Jiuliang walked in.

"Madam," Wei Bei and another spoke in unison, tacitly.

Ye Jiuliang nodded, took out a photo, and placed it on the desk.

"This is the old man from the pharmacy who prepared the medicine for Fang Hui back then."

Wei Bei and the other converged to look at the photo, their faces showing disgust.

To plot to take a life and think they could flee with the money; how could someone as suspicious as Li Shaohui let him go.

"Madam, didn’t you say this man is already dead? What use is his photograph?" Wei Xi looked up at her, asking with confusion.

Ye Jiuliang cracked a smile, "Ever seen a ’human skin mask’?"

As the words fell, Wei Bei couldn’t help but recall the time Ye Jiuliang broke into Mo Garden. How could he have forgotten this skill of the madam’s.

"I can find someone to impersonate this old man, with both the height and appearance being nearly identical," Ye Jiuliang said, turning to look at Li Mochan, speaking unhurriedly.

"By doing so, we can start from Fang Hui’s side and extract the truth of that year from her lips."

Li Mochan took her hand, a trace of warmth appearing in his eyes.

"Master, we’ll go out first." Seeing the pink bubbles forming again, Wei Bei said with a grasp of the situation.

Stepping out and seeing Wei Xi still standing still, he shook his head, his hand forcibly pulling Wei Xi out with him.

Before leaving, they thoughtfully closed the door behind them.

Li Mochan pulled her into his embrace, and Ye Jiuliang found a comfortable position to nestle in his arms.

She lay across his chest and raised her hand to poke his cheek, "Mohan, you haven’t smiled in days."

He let her fingers run wild on his face, Li Mochan looked down at her, his lips curving into a bright arc.

"Like this?"

"Handsome." Ye Jiuliang’s eyes curved with her smile, and she leaned in to kiss his lips.

"My Li Mochan smiling is seriously mesmerizing, I can’t even."

Her teasing words made him laugh, and Li Mochan nuzzled her nose, "Little rascal, did you rub honey on your mouth today?"

"Why don’t you try it yourself?" Ye Jiuliang pinched his jaw, tilting her head up to press against his lips.

Li Mochan’s gaze deepened, and he raised his hand to hold her head, instantly reclaiming the initiative.

Her breath stolen, Ye Jiuliang squinted her eyes.

Pleasing her Lord Fifth really wasn’t easy at all.

**

"Mom, I got it, I’ll definitely remind my cousin and his wife when I go back too." In the living room, Jiang Yisheng had a book on his lap while video chatting with Veya on his phone, his tone somewhat helpless.

He never forgot his mother’s birthday. She said she was afraid he would forget, but she just wanted him to remind his cousin and sister-in-law to come back as well.

"The important thing is to bring Xiaojiu back with you." Veya instructed.

"Mom, I am your biological child, right?" Jiang Yisheng said, unable to suppress a laugh.

"Who told you not to be a little cotton-padded jacket? I had prepared all those princess dresses, never expected to have you instead." Veya expressed her frustration.

Jiang Yisheng, "..."

The nth time being disliked for not being a cotton-padded jacket.

Goodbye, end of conversation.

"Ajiu, Ajiu..." Outside, Ji Mingqian’s voice came in.

Jiang Yisheng looked up to see the man walking in as if he knew the place by heart.

What was he doing here?

"Asheng, who’s that visiting?" On the other end of the video, Veya asked curiously.

Jiang Yisheng replied, "A friend."

"That voice doesn’t sound like Feng Yi. Who else do you know in the capital? What’s their name?" Veya continued to question.

Before Jiang Yisheng could think of what to say, the man had already sat down beside him.

"Jiang Yisheng, your girlfriend?"

Upon hearing a woman’s voice coming from the phone, Ji Mingqian subconsciously thought it was Jiang Yisheng’s girlfriend.

Jiang Yisheng, "..."

What a scatterbrained fellow.

"Hahaha." On the video, Veya laughed heartily.

"Asheng, which friend of yours is this funny? Show me."

Without waiting for Jiang Yisheng to introduce him, Ji Mingqian scooted over and squeezed into the video, "Hello, I’m Ji Mingqian."

"Ji Mingqian?" Through the video, Veya saw the man sitting next to her son, unable to hide her excitement.

"I really love your movies, I’ve seen every single one."

Ji Mingqian tugged at his lip, "Thank you."

Seeing Veya’s jade green eyes, Ji Mingqian belatedly realized his misunderstanding.

He glanced at the person beside him and asked with an embarrassed smile, "Your aunt, a younger aunt, or your mom?"

Jiang Yisheng rolled his eyes at him and didn’t bother responding.

He stood up with his phone and walked past the French windows, heading outside.

"Mom, you get so excited seeing another man, Dad’s gonna fill the house with the smell of vinegar if he sees."