Chapter 418, only one room left (late at night)

It was clear that Qian Mian was a person of cautious nature with strong vigilance.

Ye Jiuliang propped up his fingertip, tapping the tabletop absentmindedly.

It seemed he would have to ask Aqian to look into it.

Wei Dong asked, "Master, what about those people? How should they be handled?"

Once they’ve been interrogated and no longer hold any value.

Li Mochan’s voice was cold as he spoke, "Throw them into the Crocodile Pool."

A Dead Warrior couldn’t be kept around; if not eliminated, they would eventually become a worry.

Wei Dong understood his thoughts and replied, "Yes."

With Wei Dong gone, only the two of them were left in the study.

"What do you think of that Qian Mian’s Face-changing Technique?" Ye Jiuliang turned around to face him, her fingertips fidgeting with the buttons on his shirt.

"Not as good as my little rascal," Li Mochan raised an eyebrow, a teasing smile tugging at his lips.

Indeed, he had been deceived from the very first encounter.

Knowing he was referring to their first meeting at Mo Garden, Ye Jiuliang chuckled and poked his shoulder, "Hey, I’m being serious."

"So am I," he replied seriously.

"Forget it, I won’t ask you anymore," said Ye Jiuliang, a touch exasperated.

Li Mochan grasped her hand, speaking at a measured pace, "Capturing so many of his people this time, I suppose the person behind the scenes must be frantic by now, unlikely to stir up any trouble for a while."

Training a Dead Warrior was no easy task, especially in such numbers. By capturing so many of them this time, they likely severed one of the mastermind’s arms, causing him significant loss.

Ye Jiuliang got his point and suddenly remembered something; she lifted her hands to encircle his neck, changing the subject abruptly, "Let’s go back tomorrow."

Li Mochan looked down at her, amusement in his eyes, "Tired of staying here?"

Ye Jiuliang curved her lips into a smile, "Tomorrow is the Winter Solstice."

"Winter Solstice?" A rare look of confusion surfaced on the man’s handsome face.

His puzzled expression made Ye Jiuliang laugh. She explained, "Last time, old Mr. Li invited me for morning tea, and yesterday he called to say he wanted his meal money back."

The old man really had a sense of humor. Tomorrow was the Winter Solstice; he could have just directly asked them to come over for a meal, but instead, he went about it in a roundabout way, asking her to repay the meal money – quite the odd one.

However, in this regard, she thought Li Mochan was quite like old Mr. Li. It was just like the time during Li Mochan’s birthday banquet when he wanted her to attend the party but wouldn’t just say it outright. Father and son were the same in that their words didn’t match their feelings.

"I remember in the capital, people usually eat dumplings on the Winter Solstice."

Speaking of which, she looked up at him, batting her eyes, "Do you know how to make dumplings?"

Li Mochan’s lips curled, "Want to eat some?"

Ye Jiuliang nodded.

"Depends on your performance," Li Mochan said, lowering his head so their noses almost touched.

Ye Jiuliang smirked and her small hand slipped into his collar.

Gently sliding down, unhurriedly.

Li Mochan’s dark eyes deepened, Adam’s apple rolling slightly.

With a throaty voice that was tantalizingly husky, he asked, "Do you want it here?"

"What ’here’?" Ye Jiuliang feigned ignorance.

Locking his gaze on her rosy lips, Li Mochan raised a hand to hold her head and bowed to seal her lips with his.

Moonlight flickered, casting shadows through the curtains that barred the clean moonlight from entering.

...

Continent S

After getting off the plane, by the time I arrived at the hotel booked by my friend, it was already deep into the night.

Having paid for the ride, Jiang Yisheng got out of the car with his backpack.

Ji Mingqian took out his luggage, closed the trunk, and Jiang Yisheng walked up to him.

"Hey, bro!" An excited voice came from the hotel entrance, a familiar voice that Ji Mingqian recognized instantly.

Turning around, he saw the man standing on the steps running towards him quickly, his dark, tanned skin almost blending into the night, and those pearly white teeth standing out prominently.

Ji Mingqian put down his suitcase, stepped forward, and high-fived the man, "Allen, long time no see."

"Indeed, it’s been a long time, and you seem even more handsome," the man’s radiant smile was quite infectious, and his speech naturally humorous.

Ji Mingqian laughed, "Cut the mutual flattery business."

The two exchanged a smile, and Allen noticed the person next to Ji Mingqian, "And who is this?"

"My friend, Jiang Yisheng," Ji Mingqian introduced openly.

"The Jiang Yisheng?" Allen paused, and his stunned expression appeared somewhat comical.

Jiang Yisheng smiled faintly, removed his sunglasses, revealing those signature green eyes, "Is there more than one Jiang Yisheng?"

Allen snapped out of it and, seeing it was indeed Jiang Yisheng, his face lit up with surprise and joy.

"Mr. Jiang, I have heard so much about you. My girlfriend is a huge fan. We often go to your concerts. Could you give me your autograph?"

Jiang Yisheng, trying not to laugh, held up his backpack, "Thanks, but I can’t sign anything for you with all this stuff."

"Allen, that’s enough, you’ll scare him away," Ji Mingqian said with a laugh, playfully punching him on the shoulder as he looked at his friend smiling foolishly.

"It’s so cold out here; are we going to stand around chatting?"

Allen scratched his head, grinning sheepishly, "My bad, let’s go inside first."

"Let’s go," Ji Mingqian said, pulling his suitcase as Jiang Yisheng followed his lead.

Due to the special status of Ji Mingqian and his companion, Allen handled their check-in.

"Your friend is quite interesting," Jiang Yisheng whispered.

Ji Mingqian shrugged his shoulders, an undeniable goofball.

"Hungry?" The food on the plane was too awful; both of them had only nibbled a little.

Before Jiang Yisheng could respond, his stomach growled, leaving him feeling a bit embarrassed.

Jiang Yisheng’s gaze fell, a touch of shyness flashing in his eyes.

So awkward.

Ji Mingqian smirked and didn’t tease him about it.

At that moment, Allen came back with the room cards.

"Mingqian, there’s only one room available; maybe you two can squeeze in?" Allen handed the room card to Ji Mingqian, suggesting.

This hotel was the best in the area, and without a reservation, it was tough to get a room. He hadn’t expected Ji Mingqian to bring a guest on short notice.

Ji Mingqian took the room card; it was the same room he had stayed in before. He turned to Jiang Yisheng, "I’m fine with it, what about you?"

After all, they were both men, sharing a room was no big deal.

Both sets of eyes turned towards him, making Jiang Yisheng feel oddly nervous, and he habitually touched his ear when he got anxious.

His gentle voice grew softer, "... I’m okay with it."

"Then that’s settled; the room is quite big, so it shouldn’t be too cramped for two people," Allen said.

"You guys rest up; I’ll leave first and see you tomorrow," Allen said.

Ji Mingqian joked, "In a rush to go back to your girlfriend, eh?"

Allen admitted frankly, unable to hide the sweetness of love in his words, "People like you who don’t have a girlfriend definitely can’t understand us."

"Get out of here," Ji Mingqian laughed and cursed, least capable of tolerating when others flaunted their romance in his face.

Allen waved at them and turned to leave.