Chapter 484. Master Extinction is Here (Second Update)

First, the reporters were already scared witless when they saw Li Mochan suddenly appear, and then, when they saw what he was holding in his hand, their frightened expressions were replaced by shock.

Could it be that Fifth Master has lost his memory to such an extent that he’s become a child?

Even fancying something like ice sugar gourd, which is a kid’s thing?

The clear and noble man holding a stick of ice sugar gourd in his hand—no matter how you looked at it, the scene seemed strange.

In a daze, Li Mochan slowly walked over, his black boots leaving faint footprints in the snow.

As he approached, the temperature around him seemed even lower, a strong oppressive feeling coming head-on.

The reporters’ faces turned pale under the immense pressure, and they subconsciously cleared a path for him.

"Mr. Feng." The reporters affiliated with the Feng Group media saw Feng Yi and quickly nodded and bowed.

Feng Yi’s thin lips curled up, "Hey there, everyone’s here. You’d better listen closely to what Fifth Master Li has to say, and make sure tomorrow’s headline is dominated by it. Hurry up and take more pictures."

With Feng Yi’s words, the reporters were even more relieved, "Yes, yes, yes."

In the capital, who didn’t know about the ironclad relationship between Fifth Master Li and Feng Yi? With him speaking, what else did they have to fear?

"Why have you come?" Ye Jiuliang looked up at the man who walked up to her, her lips suppressing a smile.

"From which kid did you trick this ice sugar gourd, hmm?"

Li Mochan lowered his gaze to look at her, handing over the ice sugar gourd he was holding.

"You bought it?" Ye Jiuliang’s eyes warmed with a trace of laughter.

Li Mochan hummed in response.

Ye Jiuliang reached out to take the ice sugar gourd, and when their fingertips touched, the excessive chill of his hand made Li Mochan frown slightly.

Ye Jiuliang, looking at the red candied fruit coated in sugar threads, was about to unwrap it when the man’s well-defined large hand suddenly grasped hers.

Ye Jiuliang looked at him with confusion, "What’s wrong?"

"Your hands are too cold." Li Mochan held her hand and tucked it into the pocket of his coat, warming her with the heat from his palm.

Ye Jiuliang was briefly taken aback, and then she smiled.

Ignoring the continuous flashes, Ye Jiuliang leaned into his embrace, her mouth holding a crafty smile, "Why is the weather so cold, it’s freezing me to death."

Li Mochan looked down at the little girl tucked into his embrace, a trace of amusement flickering in the depths of his eyes.

His sturdy arms wrapped around her waist as Li Mochan spread his coat open to draw her closer into his embrace.

He lifted his gaze to the cluster of reporters opposite them, dozens of cameras incessantly capturing the two of them.

The reporters stared at the affectionate couple on the steps, their expressions gradually becoming dumbfounded.

Is this how a couple on the brink of a breakup behaves?

Sweet as honey, it was so cloying to watch.

"They say we’re breaking up?" Ye Jiuliang glanced at the reporters, her tone lazy.

"Nonsensical talk." Li Mochan gave them a cold stare, his voice just loud enough for all of them to hear clearly.

"..."

So all the rumors were false.

Li Mochan hasn’t lost his memory at all, and his relationship with Ye Jiuliang is very good.

"Everyone knows Fifth Master Li and Miss Ye’s wedding date is nearly set. Just listen to these outside rumors and don’t write any nonsense at every rustle of the wind," Feng Yi intervened just in time, speaking with a smile.

"You should all be clear about how to write this report and not indulge in baseless fantasies. Otherwise, you’d all better brace yourselves."

"Understood, understood, understood." The reporters nodded their heads like pecking chickens.

Both parties involved had come out to clarify; what else was there to misunderstand? They weren’t that dumb.

"If you understand, then what are you still doing standing here?" said Feng Yi.

Hearing this, the reporters left quickly with their cameras.

Feng Yi turned to look at the cloyingly affectionate pair and complained, "That’s enough, we know the two of you are in love, no need to show off in front of me."

Taking his money to buy ice sugar gourd and now feeding him a dose of public display of affection, these two were far from courteous.

Seeing the two still being overly affectionate, Feng Yi gave up and turned to leave, "Fine, I’m leaving first; you two do as you please."

Seeing this, Wei Bei also wisely headed back to the company first.

Today, he did not want to become Shu Xia’s green-eyed monster.

Ye Jiuliang twirled the candied hawthorn stick in her hand, about to take a bite, when suddenly a large hand snatched it away first.

Glaring at the person who pilfered her candied hawthorn, Ye Jiuliang bared her teeth, her attempt at fierceness coming off more cute than threatening, "Li Mochan, you’re stealing my candied hawthorn again."

"You have a cold, should not eat something so sweet; it’s bad for your throat," Li Mochan said earnestly.

Grinding her teeth, Ye Jiuliang argued, "Then why did you buy it?"

He said, "To let you smell it."

"..."

Smell my ass.

He was clearly doing it on purpose, for sure it was revenge for the post-it note she left for him.

This dark-hearted guy.

"Give it back," Ye Jiuliang demanded, stretching out her hand towards him like a bandit.

Li Mochan looked down, met her clear eyes, and cracked a faint smile, "What if I don’t?"

"Don’t?" Ye Jiuliang grinned, tipped on her toes, and draped herself over him.

Wrapping her arms around his neck, she whined, "If you don’t give it back, I just won’t come down, I’ll tire you out."

Li Mochan laughed helplessly.

His already handsome face became even more dazzling and charming as it lit up with a smile.

Ye Jiuliang suddenly leaned in close to him, resting her chin on his shoulder, her voice soft and quiet, "Li Mochan, when you appeared with the candied hawthorn just now, I thought you had regained your memory."

Li Mochan’s eyes dimmed slightly, his hand circling around her waist as he leaned in close to her ear, "I will try hard to remember you."

Ye Jiuliang curved her lips into a smile, "Mm."

"Can I eat the candied hawthorn now?"

Li Mochan chuckled lowly, bringing the candied hawthorn to her lips.

Ye Jiuliang narrowed her eyes in satisfaction and bit into the candied hawthorn from his hand.

"Not coming down?"

"No need, you’re warm."

"Alright." So she just kept hanging on.

**

There were no classes today, and Mo Chen didn’t go to Beisen; he stayed at home without stepping out.

Eating, sleeping, rinse and repeat.

It was not until the afternoon that he was woken up by Alei.

"Alei, what do you want from me, I don’t have classes today," Mo Chen said irritably, his eyes bleary.

"Young Master, the Young Mistress will arrive shortly, you should get up and prepare," Alei said.

"What?" Mo Chen’s eyes widened, and he became fully awake in an instant.

That "Master Extinction" sister is coming?

So soon?

"Repeat what you said."

"The Young Mistress is coming; you should get ready to avoid getting scolded later," Alei urged with all the patience in the world.

Mo Chen became unsettled, as if struck by lightning, and sprang up from the bed, "Master Extinction is coming, for real? She’s really going to live here with me?"

Alei hemmed and hawed, "Young Master, the nickname you have for the Young Mistress is fine for here, but you mustn’t call her that to her face, otherwise..."

"Otherwise what, she can’t skin me alive," Mo Chen said without much conviction.

Alei dared not respond.

"No, I have to call my mom, I don’t want to live with Master Extinction," Mo Chen jumping off the bed, hurried to find his phone.