The restaurant’s lighting leaned towards cool tones, echoing with a song, the voice cool and distinctive, easy to recognize.
When Ye Jiuliang entered the restaurant, he instantly identified the voice as belonging to Jiang Yisheng.
He found a seat by the window and before the chair even had a chance to warm up, an acquaintance had already arrived.
"What a coincidence, it’s rare to run into the two of you. It’s been so long, where have you been enjoying yourselves?"
The carefree tone was unmistakably Feng Yi’s.
Pulling out a chair, Feng Yi sat down unceremoniously.
"What brings you here?" Ye Jiuliang asked, a smile curving his lips.
Feng Yi replied, "A friend has shares in this restaurant. I ca to try the food."
Ye Jiuliang raised an eyebrow and exchanged a glance with Li Mochan.
It seed that today’s free al was hopeful.
Turning his attention to Li Mochan, Feng Yi teased with a chuckle, "I heard the big boss of Fetern Group got stood up by you, not even gracing their dinner with your presence."
So you’ve co here to dine alone with your wife. It’s true what they say, a beauty is more important than a kingdom.
Li Mochan’s lips curved slightly, "You do have well-inford sources."
Feng Yi laughed lightly, "I was planning to go to J City in a couple of days to catch up with Asheng. It’s been a long ti since I’ve seen him. I thought you two might be with him."
He hadn’t expected to bump into them here.
"How did you know Asheng was in J City? Did he contact you?" Ye Jiuliang inquired curiously.
Feng Yi explained, "He took on an endorsent for Feng Group and the shoot is in J City. Is that so strange?"
Ye Jiuliang shook his head. Asheng was back at work so soon; no wonder Aqian was worried Asheng might leave him.
"Would you two like to co with ?" Feng Yi asked.
Li Mochan spoke in a deep voice, "We’re returning to M Country the day after tomorrow. The company is busy, and we can’t leave right now."
Feng Yi understood. Knowing that MK Group had acquired Tengyue Group, there would definitely be a lot of work to do in the short term.
"Feng Yi."
The sweet voice held a note of surprise, but it made Feng Yi’s scalp tingle.
He picked up the nu to shield his face, pretending he hadn’t heard.
Ye Jiuliang caught a glimpse of the two approaching in his peripheral vision, his lips pressing into a thin line.
The Xiao siblings.
He indifferently withdrew his gaze, perusing the nu with Li Mochan.
"Feng Yi, you’re dining here too," Xiao ngxue remarked, her lips curling into a reserved smile.
"Mr. Li, Miss Ye, you’re here as well. It’s been a long ti since we’ve seen each other."
Ye Jiuliang nodded, his response neither warm nor cold, "It has been a long ti."
Xiao Lingchen’s gaze was murky as he watched Ye Jiuliang, his eyes sweeping over her noticeably pregnant belly and recalling the rumors.
The light in his eyes faded. Xiao Lingchen scoffed inwardly; it was ti for him to let go.
"Feng Yi, since you’re here for a al, why didn’t you say sothing in advance? I would be happy if you could honor us with your presence. I’ll treat today," Xiao ngxue said, her smile beaming.
Unable to avoid it any longer, Feng Yi put down the nu and smiled politely, guessing, "Do you also have a share in this restaurant?"
Xiao ngxue nodded, "We’re here for the opening today, and I brought Lingchen to try the food."
"We won’t disturb you any further." After a long silence, Xiao Lingchen finally spoke up.
Li Mochan raised his eyes to give him a look, and a few seconds later, casually shifted his gaze away.
Xiao ngxue took a glance at Feng Yi, a hint of reluctance flashing in her eyes.
As soon as Xiao ngxue left, Feng Yi breathed a sigh of relief.
At last, they could enjoy a quiet al.
Ye Jiuliang couldn’t help but tease, "She’s been after you for so long, fair-skinned and beautiful, aren’t you tempted?"
Feng Yi’s lips twitched, and he teased back, unwilling to show weakness, "Xiao Lingchen is both good-looking and talented, so why don’t you consider him?"
At those words, a cold glare shot towards him, brimming with hostility.
Unintentionally offending the last person he should provoke, Feng Yi looked at Li Mochan and let out a forced laugh, "I was just joking, just joking."
So, it was fine for his wife to tease him, but not for him to tease back? What a double-standard guy, prioritizing love over friendship.
Ye Jiuliang chuckled softly, flashing Feng Yi a smug look.
Feng Yi, "..."
He really shouldn’t have joined this couple for dinner; it was too upsetting.
**
By the ti they arrived in J city, it was already evening.
Ji Mingqian adjusted his mask and sunglasses, his lips curving slightly as he caught a glimpse of the person adjusting his cap brim, "Give your backpack, I’ll carry it for you."
"No need, I can carry it myself." Saying this, Jiang Yisheng slung the backpack over his shoulders and stood up to leave.
Ji Mingqian pressed down his cap brim and followed leisurely behind him.
"Yisheng," Wen Rang hurried to catch up with Jiang Yisheng, calling out with a cheery smile.
Rembering the unsettled score about changing seats, Jiang Yisheng said gloomily, "Wen Rang, why don’t you consider becoming Ji Mingqian’s agent?"
"Cough cough." Wen Rang coughed lightly, his eyes darting away, "Yisheng, let’s hurry up and leave before the fans recognize us."
He also did it for their sake, to avoid any fallouts—it’s so hard to be a good person.
Jiang Yisheng, silent, quickened his pace and walked on.
"Thanks for your hard work." Ji Mingqian walked behind, giving Wen Rang a pat on the shoulder, "I’ll send you a big red envelope."
Wen Rang forced a smile, "Mingqian, don’t ask to do this sort of thing again in the future; otherwise, I’m afraid I won’t even get the red envelope before Yisheng punches into a pulp."
Ji Mingqian laughed wryly and patted his shoulder again, then hastened to catch up to Jiang Yisheng’s steps.
They managed to keep their itinerary a tight secret and left the airport with no obstructions.
Outside the airport, Wen Rang had already prepared a nanny car in advance.
Jiang Yisheng got into the car and propped his hand against the door, his pale eyes peering through sunglasses at Ji Mingqian, "What are you going to do?"
"Follow you," Ji Mingqian replied calmly.
"Wasn’t following on the plane enough?" Jiang Yisheng refused to give in and spoke in a cold tone, "Stop following ."
"If I don’t follow you, I’ve got nowhere else to go. Then I’d have to go to your place. It’s been a while since I last visited your parents," Ji Mingqian said nonchalantly, hands in his pockets.
If he wasn’t allowed to follow, he’d go propose instead.
Hearing the subtext in his words, Jiang Yisheng’s handso face darkened and in a voice only the two of them could hear, he said, "Ji Mingqian, are you doing this on purpose?"
Ji Mingqian raised an eyebrow, "So are you going to let follow you or not?"
Jiang Yisheng clenched his teeth and reluctantly withdrew his hand.
Ji Mingqian’s lips curved into a triumphant smile as he easily got into the car.
If it had been like this from the start, there wouldn’t have been a need for all this talk.
Seeing him join the back seat, Jiang Yisheng shifted inward, widening the gap between them, "You go sit in the front."
"I like sitting here; switching back and forth is such a hassle."
With that, Ji Mingqian closed the car door with a "bang."
He casually instructed, "Wen Rang, let’s go."
Jiang Yisheng, "..."
Such thick skin; anyone would think Wen Rang was his, Ji Mingqian’s, agent if they didn’t know better.
Wen Rang responded affirmatively and started the car to leave.
As the night lights ca on, the colorful neon lights flashed brilliantly.
In the back seat, Jiang Yisheng leaned against the window, intentionally keeping a distance from Ji Mingqian.
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