"This is what you said."
Over the phone, the girl’s silver bell-like laughter lingered in his ears, tickling his heart like a feather brushing back and forth.
Li Mochan gripped his phone tightly, at this mont, he desperately wanted to grab that annoying little brat and bring her in front of him.
"Where are you?" The corners of his deep red lips curled into a shallow arc.
"Guess."
With that, Ye Jiuliang hung up the phone.
Let him guess?
Could it be...
Not knowing what he had thought of, Li Mochan’s eyes darkened as he turned and strode away.
"Ahan, where are you going?" Feng Yi was completely baffled by his behavior and called out, chasing after his retreating figure.
Could it be he was going to look for Ye Jiuliang?
Abandoning all the guests just for the sake of one person, Ye Jiuliang.
Was such capriciousness really okay?
Today’s protagonist was Li Mochan, and countless gazes in the banquet hall were fixed on him; his departure naturally attracted the attention of others.
Xiao Lingchen finished his drink in one gulp, watching the direction in which Li Mochan had left, a trace of inscrutable darkness flickered through his eyes.
Heh, it seems tonight’s visit wasn’t in vain after all.
That night, the moonlight was hazy.
"Money really makes a difference, what luxury," Ye Jiuliang comnted as she looked down from the rooftop at the cluster of luxury cars in the courtyard, clicking her tongue in amazent.
She withdrew her gaze to look at the two bottles of wine beside her, her eyebrows raising slightly. Was her gift of two bottles of wine a bit too shabby?
Well, if he dared to complain, she simply wouldn’t give them to him.
Suddenly, the sound of a faint noise ca from the nearby carved window.
She glanced sideways, the closed window opened, and the man’s dark, cold eyes looked over, deep and profound.
As their gazes t in the air, Ye Jiuliang tilted her head, her lips unconsciously curving into an attractive arc.
"You’re quite fast."
The mont the girl smiled, the gloom weighing on his chest quietly dissipated, "Why are you climbing up to the rooftop again?"
The cold wind dispersed the man’s magnetic voice, laced with a hint of helplessness.
Ye Jiuliang replied, "It’s convenient."
She didn’t have an invitation, so getting in would take so effort, but climbing over the wall was much more straightforward.
"Co over here."
The man’s thin lips curved slightly, his porcelain-white, jade-like hand open toward her.
Ye Jiuliang didn’t play coy. She picked up the cloth bag with one hand and placed the other in his palm, using his help to stand up.
Unlike his warm hand, the girl’s was very cold.
Li Mochan’s eyes darkened slightly, and he tightened his grip. Ye Jiuliang used the montum to jump through the window, landing lightly on her feet.
"Don’t climb the rooftop next ti, it’s dangerous," ca his deep, llow voice, as he let go of her hand.
Ye Jiuliang chuckled, "Don’t worry, ’a troublemaker lives a thousand years’, I won’t fall."
"Have you been drinking?" He had been close enough to catch the faint sll of alcohol on her.
He scrutinized her attire closely—black pants, a white T-shirt, a black jacket, and a pair of black boots on her feet.
Simple, sharp, and with an indescribable coolness.
Ye Jiuliang was examining his room, but upon hearing his question, she nodded openly, "Yeah, had a bit."
Recalling the noisy background he heard over the phone, Li Mochan’s low voice carried a hint of sourness, "Weren’t you not coming?"
Hearing this, Ye Jiuliang brought her delicate little face close to his, a mischievous smile playing on her lips, "Then why did you call ?"
He said, "Dialed the wrong number."
The excuse was far too clumsy.
Ye Jiuliang didn’t expose him, her eyes crinkling at the corners as she handed over the wine she brought, "Here, a gift."
Li Mochan’s eyes swept across the cloth bag in her hand, much like the wine she gave him that night, "Two bottles of wine is all it takes to get rid of ?"
"Complaining, huh?" Ye Jiuliang pouted, "Then I won’t give it to you."
As she spoke, she pretended to retract her hand.
Li Mochan held onto her wrist, "The principle is that once a gift is given, it can’t be taken back."
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