Chapter 553, Stop crying poor in front of me (Second update)

"Of course he treated me, after all he’s a whole three years older than me. Would it sit right with him if he made me pay the bill?" Jiang Yisheng raised his eyebrows, smiling lightly.

"The way you put that, why do I feel like you’re scolding me?" Feng Yi glanced at him sideways, his expression a mix of amusement and mock annoyance.

Jiang Yisheng pursed his lips with a smile, "It’s not easy, but I’m glad you caught on."

"Hey, is it really just about treating you to a meal, Jiang Yisheng? When did you become so stingy?" Feng Yi said, laughing despite himself.

Jiang Yisheng said somberly, "You, being the CEO of a whole corporation, I can’t compare with that. Would you really feel right about having me foot the bill?"

"Spare me the poor act in front of me. Did the Feng Group’s endorsement fee get thrown into the sea?" Feng Yi controlled the steering wheel with one hand, freeing the other to pinch Jiang Yisheng’s cheek as he teased him without any pretense.

"It’s just the cost of a meal, and here you are, crying poverty to me."

Jiang Yisheng pushed his hand away and rubbed his own cheek, grinning, "Then how about next time you bump up my endorsement fee a bit? That way I’d have enough money to treat you to a meal."

Feng Yi retorted, "Keep dreaming."

Wool comes from the sheep, he must take him for a fool.

His gaze shifted, a plan forming in his mind, "How about this, let’s set up Mingqian later, and have him pick up the tab."

Poor Ji Mingqian wasn’t even there yet and was already on his radar.

"I won’t do it, you go and set him up yourself," Jiang Yisheng flatly refused.

Ji Mingqian was shrewd, trying to trick him would be quite a challenge.

Moments later, the car stopped in front of a western restaurant.

Before getting out of the car, Jiang Yisheng reflexively took his hat and put it on; he certainly didn’t want to get snapped by paparazzi over a meal.

Avoiding the rush hour, the restaurant was relatively quiet.

No sooner had the two of them sat down than Ji Mingqian arrived right behind them.

Just like Jiang Yisheng, not a piece was missing from his hat and sunglasses ensemble.

The seating was for four people. Feng Yi and Jiang Yisheng sat facing each other, and Ji Mingqian appeared to casually choose the empty seat next to Jiang Yisheng.

He raised his hand to take off his hat and mask, and a head of ink-black, disheveled hair exuded an unruly charm.

Ji Mingqian turned his head and happened to see the bandage around the person next to him—it looked like it was newly changed, "Did you go get a dressing change?"

Jiang Yisheng nodded, "Just came back from the hospital."

"Mingqian, do you want to drink?" Feng Yi’s voice came from across the table.

Ji Mingqian shook his head, "I won’t drink, I need to go back to the club after dinner. Ajiu is there alone, I have to help keep an eye on things."

It was warmer inside the restaurant than outside, and wearing a coat now felt too hot, so Ji Mingqian took it off.

"How is Ahan doing?" Feng Yi inquired.

To keep the news from leaking, Ye Jiuliang had asked everyone to avoid going to the club, so as to prevent the incident from getting out and being exploited by malicious gossip.

After putting away his jacket, Ji Mingqian said, "Well, when I just went there, the situation seemed to have improved a bit."

"How so?"

Two pairs of eyes focused intently on him.

Ji Mingqian organized his words carefully, "I said some things to provoke Li Mochan; I think he heard me. Just now, he grabbed Ajiu’s hand and didn’t let go until I left."

Upon hearing this, Feng Yi and Jiang Yisheng looked at each other, puzzled.

Provocative words?

Jiang Yisheng, looking perplexed, asked, "What did you say?"

Ji Mingqian recalled what he had said at the club just now and repeated some of it for them.

"That’s all I said, but I didn’t expect Li Mochan to suddenly grab Ajiu’s hand; that’s a good sign."

At least it proved that Li Mochan could still hear what they were saying, and he should be waking up soon.

After listening, there was a moment of silence in the atmosphere.

Feng Yi and Jiang Yisheng looked at Ji Mingqian as if they were looking at a marvel, only he could say such words.

He even dared to suggest that the boys could take Jiuliang’s last name and the girls could take his last name, if that certain gentleman were awake, he would certainly not avoid a thorough beating for saying such words.

"Mingqian, I’m impressed with you," Feng Yi gave him a thumbs up, totally convinced.

Considering it a compliment, Ji Mingqian waved his hand, "No worries, it’s nothing."

"If Cousin can hear your words, does that mean he’s going to wake up soon?" Jiang Yisheng’s eyes lit up with excitement.

Ji Mingqian shrugged, "That I’m not sure about."

"Oh right, when you go back later, could you tell Jiuliang for me that Mo Su came to Mo Garden this morning?" Jiang Yisheng took a sip of warm water and said.

Upon hearing this, Ji Mingqian frowned, "What was she doing at Mo Garden?"

Mo Su paying a visit was undoubtedly like a weasel paying a New Year’s visit to a chicken, without any good intentions.

"She said she wanted to thank us for taking care of Mo Chen these past few days, and heard that Cousin was sick and hospitalized, so she came to visit."

"You let her in?"

Jiang Yisheng shook his head, "Mo Chen argued with her at the doorstep, and she even twisted his wrist. I told her that there was no one at home and asked her to visit on another day."

Ji Mingqian’s face turned cold, "Stay away from her; she’s not as kind or as innocent as she seems."

"With those rumors still not cleared, what does Mo Su want to do now?" Feng Yi looked puzzled.

He had heard some of the rumors, and while he had never dealt with Mo Su and didn’t understand her true character, the fact that she had even laid a hand on her own brother showed her nature.

Many ladies of high society admired Ahan, but she was the only one bold enough to propose marriage, especially when she knew Jiuliang and Ahan’s wedding was certain. She still forced her way in, obviously wanting to snatch someone away from Jiuliang.

Now, with rumors spreading and Mo Chen residing in Mo Garden, her visiting now was sure to give rise to a new sensational story soon.

Such as some story about an ex-girlfriend’s brother living at Mo Garden or something; journalists always have endless imagination.

"Hmph."

Ji Mingqian let out a cold chuckle, "What she’s after is simply to give Ajiu problems. Now that Li Mochan has lost his memory, she can take the opportunity to fabricate all kinds of groundless stories which suit her just fine."

Seizing on the critical point in his words, Feng Yi’s expression changed slightly, "How would she know about Ahan’s memory loss?"

Logically speaking, after that press conference, the rumors about Ahan’s memory loss were self-defeating. Furthermore, Ahan marrying Jiuliang made everyone believe that Ahan had not lost his memory, affirming that those rumors were fabricated by others.

With no one else around, Ji Mingqian had no need to deliberately hide anything from them, and letting them know some things would also serve as a precaution against Mo Su.

He lowered his voice, "Mo Su is ruthless and has some skills; the recent incidents might well be related to the Mo Family."

With that, he stopped speaking on the matter.

Jiang Yisheng and Feng Yi were alarmed, their expressions changing slightly.

"Is it confirmed?" Feng Yi asked gravely.

Ji Mingqian shook his head lightly, "We’re still investigating. That woman Mo Su is full of tricks; you two be careful."

He picked up the menu, changing the subject, "Let’s eat first; we can talk about this later."

Feng Yi swept away the gloom from his face, indeed, the most urgent matter was for Ahan to wake up quickly.