Chapter 560, He probably miscalculated (in the middle of the night)

Ouch, that hit right in the feels.

Jiang Yisheng felt a sweetness in his throat.

This one-meter-eight hurdle is insurmountable.

Elder Mrs. Jiang looked towards Jiang Hai and joined the defending team, firmly defending Jiang Yisheng, "Our Asheng is much better looking than you are."

"Exactly," Veya chimed in.

Two against one, with women he couldn’t afford to offend, Jiang Hai wisely chose to be silent and quietly ate his breakfast.

After a little while, Li Mochan and his two companions also came downstairs.

The elder Mrs. Jiang and others had finished eating; only Jiang Yisheng was still at the breakfast table.

"Cousin, Jiuliang, good morning." Ignoring Ji Mingqian, Jiang Yisheng greeted the other two.

Frustrated by his disregard, Ji Mingqian complained, "Jiang Yisheng, why don’t you say good morning to me?"

"You’ve got a lousy personality," Ye Jiuliang added scornfully.

Jiang Yisheng agreed, "Makes sense."

Ji Mingqian, "..."

Next time they played video games, he definitely wouldn’t go easy on him. He would crush him a hundred times over.

As they sat down for breakfast, Ji Mingqian remembered something important, "Ajiu, when are you going back?"

After thinking for a moment, Ye Jiuliang said, "The day after tomorrow, I guess."

"Then I’ll go back with you then," Ji Mingqian said.

Ye Jiuliang’s eyebrows lifted slightly, "Have you settled the auction matter?"

Ji Mingqian nodded, "Pretty much."

Having finished breakfast, Li Mochan and Ye Jiuliang left the house.

Just as they got into the car, they received a call from the Ye Family.

Ye Jiuliang’s eyes narrowed slightly as she spoke indifferently, "I know, I’ll head there now."

After putting away her phone, she pulled on her seatbelt and buckled it.

The person next to her gave an inquisitive look, and Ye Jiuliang tugged at the corners of her lips, "Looks like I need to stop by the Ye Family first."

Li Mochan asked, "Is it the old master who wants to see you?"

She nodded; it probably wasn’t going to be anything good.

Without prying further, Li Mochan started the car and they left.

Mo Garden and the Ye Family’s residence were quite a distance apart; even by car, it would take an hour.

On the road, bored, Ye Jiuliang took out her phone and began to sneakily take photos of the man driving next to her.

Although it was supposed to be a sneak shot, Li Mochan caught her after just one picture.

"Thinking of switching careers to become a photographer?" Li Mochan teased.

Since she was caught, Ye Jiuliang outright confidently continued taking pictures.

After taking another shot, Ye Jiuliang looked at the photo with a satisfied smile curving her lips, "Don’t worry, you’re the only one who can be my model."

After speaking, she quickly corrected herself, "Actually, that’s not right. You can’t be the only one."

The car noticeably slowed, and Li Mochan glanced at her, "Who else do you want to take pictures of?"

"There’s also the baby," she suddenly turned her face, curving her lips in a smile.

Li Mochan curled his lips, revealing a satisfied smile.

After a long while, the black sports car drove into the Ye Family’s courtyard and parked in the shade of the trees.

The sound of the engine drew the attention of Ye Xin, who was about to leave the house.

Who could be visiting so early?

The look of confusion on her face didn’t last long. The next second, when she saw the person getting out of the car, her face slightly changed as if she had swallowed a fly.

Why is it Ye Jiuliang again, and what is she doing here?

Just as she was about to walk this way, she saw another person getting out of the car on the other side and quickly retracted her foot that hadn’t yet touched the ground.

Li Mochan is here too. If the two of them are coming over together, could it be that Grandpa asked them to come?

No, she must stay and see if Grandpa has given any good things to Ye Jiuliang again.

With this thought, Ye Xin dismissed the idea of going to the company and turned around to walk back to the living room.

"Ye Xin, why are you back again? Aren’t you going to the company?" In the living room, Xiang Zhen and Ye Yan were discussing matters. Seeing Ye Xin enter again, she asked with surprise.

Ye Xin said without a change of expression, "A client just called, saying there’s a sudden matter, so the meeting has been pushed back an hour. I’ll head out later."

Xiang Zhen believed her without doubt, "Your father and I were just discussing your and Jingjie’s matter. The day you two picked to register your marriage is too rushed, why not postpone it a bit more?"

Since Li Jingjie hadn’t completed a year of mourning yet, it naturally wasn’t appropriate to hold a wedding ceremony, at most they could just register their marriage.

Hearing the suggestion to prolong the time for registration, Ye Xin could no longer sit still, "Mom, Jingjie and I have already agreed on it. Besides, we are only getting our marriage certificate for now, not holding a wedding, which is far more complicated. Why delay it further?"

Getting the marriage registration was urgent; she couldn’t wait any longer.

"But..." Xiang Zhen just opened her mouth when she saw the two people coming inside from the door, she immediately fell silent.

Heh, what kind of wind blew today to carry the two of them here?

Ye Yan saw Ye Jiuliang’s return, his face didn’t show any surprise, as if it was something expected.

Everyone’s gaze collided without anyone willing to speak first and greet each other.

The atmosphere stiffened, falling into an awkward silence.

With relations as fake as plastic, Ye Jiuliang had no mood to make surface-level efforts, pulling Li Mochan to walk upstairs.

As she watched their backs disappear around the staircase corner, Ye Xin felt so annoyed that her teeth itch.

What’s the deal? Just because she has Li Mochan to rely on, she carries herself like she’s something special.

Suddenly, Ye Yan’s voice rang out from across the room, carrying a hint of warning.

"Ye Xin, get a hold of the emotions on your face."

Ye Xin was taken aback, her gaze shifting to Ye Yan incredulously, "Dad."

Having been married for so many years, he understood Xiang Zhen’s thought process somewhat.

"Xinxin, your dad is only looking out for your best interest. Times have changed. Ye Jiuliang is now Li Mochan’s legitimate wife. You and Jingjie are getting married, and you’ll have to call her ’Aunt Five’ in the future. The Li Family is now under Li Mochan’s rule."

Moreover, the elder Mr. Li has also acknowledged Ye Jiuliang, and Li Mochan is known for doting on Ye Jiuliang greatly. Offending Ye Jiuliang is undoubtedly the same as offending Li Mochan.

Ye Xin nodded reluctantly, "I understand."

"Ayan, did Dad suddenly call Ye Jiuliang back for something?" Xiang Zhen turned back to Ye Yan and asked softly.

Ye Yan gave her a glance and spoke indifferently, "If it’s none of our business, don’t ask too much."

Xiang Zhen awkwardly shifted her gaze away.

**

Upstairs, in the study.

The doors and windows were wide open, with the faint scent of tea pervading the air.

Ye Jiuliang glanced at the documents on the desk, her indifferent gaze without a ripple.

"These are all your father’s assets, I had originally planned to hand them over to you after your graduation, but you’re married now, so I think it’s time to give them to you," Grandpa Ye said in a gentle tone.

Ye Jiuliang lifted her gaze to him, her discerning dark eyes seeming to penetrate his kindly facade and see the calculating heart hidden beneath.

The only reason he’d be willing to pull out what was in his pocket to give her was if he couldn’t lure the wolf without giving up his child—he probably miscalculated by using her father’s assets to curry favor with her.

Not speaking, Grandpa Ye had to continue, "Jiuliang, Grandpa truly wants to make it up to you. With your parents gone, naturally, I should take more care of you. Now that you’re married to Mohan, I haven’t prepared any dowry for you. This is something I’ve arranged for you, so take it as well."

With that said, Grandfather reached for the documents from Aren’s hands, stacking them on top of the folder on the desk.