Chapter 344, Missing Grandpa (Fourth Update)

"Understood," Wei Xi nodded.

Li Mochan turned his head to look out the window. Little wolf cub, I’ve taken care of everything here in the capital—aren’t you coming back yet?

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Country F

The drizzle continued, and the air grew cooler.

After turning the large manor upside down to no avail—except for an iron box—Ye Jiuliang and Ji Mingqian had no choice but to leave.

Remembering her agreement with Li Mochan, Ye Jiuliang handed the iron box over to Ji Mingqian to take back to Organization K, while she stayed in Country F.

Knowing that Li Mochan’s plane would arrive in Country F that night, Ye Jiuliang made a point of waiting for him at the airport.

The temperature at night dropped even further, and a recent rain had made it downright chilly.

In the arrival hall, people bustled by, with many glances frequently cast towards the woman sitting on the long bench.

With delicate features and lips tinted red, she drank through a straw, her long legs casually crossed—a picture of languid nonchalance.

Ye Jiuliang finished the last drop of her coffee, tossed the cup carelessly, and it landed with precision in the trash can, eliciting a gasp.

Even a few young lads whistled at her actions.

Suddenly, the sweet voice of a flight attendant sounded over the airport’s PA system.

Upon hearing the flight number of Li Mochan’s arrival, Ye Jiuliang stood up and straightened her slightly disheveled collar.

Soon, her clear eyes latched onto a tall figure, and her gaze softened instantly.

With nimble steps, Ye Jiuliang dashed over, as swift as the wind.

She leapt, clinging onto the man steadily, hooking her arms around his neck.

Her eyes curved into crescents as she smiled, "Li Mochan, why are you so slow?"

Li Mochan raised his hands to wrap around her waist to prevent her from falling.

He tugged at the corner of his mouth, looking down at the person in front of him, "Little rascal, have you eaten dinner yet?"

"Nope. I was waiting for you," Ye Jiuliang grinned and kissed him on the lips.

"Miss me?"

The faint taste of coffee lingered on her lips. Li Mochan arched an eyebrow and asked amusedly, "What do you think?"

"How would I know if you don’t tell me?" Ye Jiuliang clung to him, not caring about the astonished looks from the people around.

Li Mochan gently pressed his forehead to hers, his warm breath fanning across her face as he said in a husky voice, "Whether I missed you or not, I’ll tell you when we get back."

Her familiar dark eyes sparked with a knowing gleam. Ye Jiuliang hooked her lips into a smile, "Forget it, I don’t want to hear it when I get back."

Li Mochan chuckled softly and stole a kiss from her lips.

"What do you feel like eating?"

Ye Jiuliang hopped down from him, and his large hand immediately latched onto hers.

"The food back at the hotel is pretty good. Let’s go there," she suggested.

Li Mochan hummed in response, pulled the hood of her jacket over her head to shield her from the glances of the surrounding men.

"What are you doing?" Ye Jiuliang asked, puzzled.

Li Mochan replied cooly, "It’s windy. Don’t catch a cold."

"Oh," Ye Jiuliang nodded. "Have you taken care of everything back in the capital?"

Li Mochan nodded as they left the airport. Seeing a motorcycle parked not far away, his lips quivered slightly.

"Where did this bike come from?"

"Just bought it," Ye Jiuliang answered, pulling out the keys from her pocket with a beaming smile.

"Looks good, doesn’t it?"

Li Mochan pinched her cheek, his voice tinged with resignation, "Really, there’s no managing you."

Buying a motorcycle on a whim like this was so like her.

"Hey, what’s with that look? Are you disdaining my motorbike?" Ye Jiuliang raised an eyebrow, pushing away his hand.

"Fine then, I won’t take you. Go hail a cab. I’m heading back to the hotel," she said, feigning a departure.

Quickly, Li Mochan pulled her back.

"When did I ever disdain it? Don’t deliberately put me down."