"Yeah, it’s because of poor taste that I would take a liking to you."
Suppressed laughter rang out, and Ji Mingqian froze in place.
"You..."
Jiang Yisheng lifted his head, his face brimming with a triumphant smile, "I also think my taste is really bad, or else why would I fancy you, right, Ji Mingqian?"
Ji Mingqian belatedly realized he had been played, and his eyes narrowed dangerously, "You’re good, Jiang Yisheng, you’re playing ."
"So what if I am playing you, who let you bully all the ti before, what’s wrong with playing you once." Jiang Yisheng’s eyebrows rose delicately as he spoke faintly, "Not happy about it, then you can leave."
Seeing his anger dissipate, Ji Mingqian reached out to pull him in, dragged him into his arms, and pressed his advantage to ask, "So, you agreed?"
"Agreed to what?" Jiang Yisheng feigned confusion.
"Of course, to be with ."
"I never said that."
"I don’t care, you just said you fancy , that ans you agreed to be with , no turning back now," Ji Mingqian asserted confidently.
Jiang Yisheng glanced at him sideways but didn’t struggle to free himself from his grip, his voice cool as he said, "I’ll take the necklace, but as for you, I still need to think it over."
Ji Mingqian’s smile almost split to the back of his head, "Think over what, what do you want to eat, I’ll take you out?"
He hadn’t eaten much on the plane, and even lunch had just been a bite.
Just then, a cellphone ringtone suddenly broke the silence.
Jiang Yisheng straightened up and fished out his phone from his pocket.
Ji Mingqian craned his neck to see, and upon catching a glimpse of the caller ID, his first instinct was to snatch the phone away.
"Have you gotten addicted to snatching things from ?" Jiang Yisheng sidestepped and swiped to answer the call.
"Cousin."
Ji Mingqian curled his lip, Li Mochan calling definitely ant no good.
"Just arrived in J city." As he spoke, Jiang Yisheng walked towards the couch.
Without beating around the bush, Li Mochan asked bluntly over the phone, "Is Ji Mingqian there with you?"
Jiang Yisheng’s lips thinned, a trace of sheepishness flickering in his eyes, "Mhm."
Speakers on, Ye Jiuliang heard Jiang Yisheng’s response, her lips lifting in an amused smile as she tugged at Li Mochan’s hand, signaling him to probe a bit more.
Li Mochan, feeling rather helpless, raised an eyebrow and continued, "Don’t let him whisk you away so easily."
As soon as the words were spoken, Ye Jiuliang burst into laughter, collapsing into his embrace.
If Aqian heard this, he would definitely pick a fight.
Jiang Yisheng’s face burned, his grip on the phone nearly failing.
He quickly changed the subject, "Cousin, when are you returning to M country?"
"Why, planning to take Ji Mingqian back to et the parents?" Li Mochan asked with a barely suppressed chuckle.
Having been with Ye Jiuliang for a while, his teasing tone was nearly identical to hers.
Jiang Yisheng blushed, his voice barely a whisper as he forced out, "Cousin, did you drink too much tonight?"
"What did Li Mochan say?" Ji Mingqian approached, noting his cousin’s unusual expression, he asked curiously.
Jiang Yisheng was about to signal him to keep quiet, but it was too late.
Through the phone, Ji Mingqian’s voice reached Li Mochan and Ye Jiuliang’s ears.
Li Mochan teased, "It seems my call is a step too late."
Jiang Yisheng was at a loss for words.
Seeing his cousin’s flustered expression, Ji Mingqian took the phone away, "Give it here, I’ll talk to him."
Taking the call, he didn’t bother with niceties, "Li Mochan, stop stirring things up, go cool off sowhere else."
"Asheng is coming ho in a few days, what do you think of asking Auntie to set him up with a blind date?" Li Mohan hooked his lip, speaking in a casual tone.
"You can co over and take a look too, and pick soone who catches your eye."
Ji Mingqian gritted his teeth, muttering in his heart that Li Mohan was absolutely his nesis, the kind that clashed with his zodiac sign.
"Fine, Li Mohan, you’re ruthless."
On the other end of the phone, Ye Jiuliang couldn’t contain her amusent, collapsing into Li Mohan’s arms laughing.
She took the phone from Li Mohan, her laughter unrestrained, "Aqian, have you coaxed him properly yet, or do you need help?"
"Dream on, just be grateful I’m not kicking you two out of the car as soon as you get out." Ji Mingqian sniped back.
"Just keep your Li Mohan in check, and don’t let him lead my people astray."
The phrase "my people" exploded above Jiang Yisheng’s head, and he tiptoed to kick Ji Mingqian’s leg, shooting him a glare.
Ji Mingqian looked over, only to hear a soft warning from him, "Don’t talk nonsense."
Ji Mingqian spun around, sitting down next to him, draping his long arm over his shoulder, leaning against him as if boneless.
"Ajiu, what did Mohan give you when he proposed to you?"
The word "propose" swirled around like a curse, and Jiang Yisheng felt disheveled by the wind.
"Ji Mingqian." He growled lowly, hurriedly snatching the phone back.
"Jiuliang, don’t mind him. He’s had too much to drink tonight and isn’t in his right mind. We’ll talk another day, I’m hanging up now."
Without delay, he hung up the call.
"Beep beep..."
With the call ended, Ye Jiuliang laughed so hard she was nearly in tears.
"Hahaha."
That Aqian sure said sothing shocking, he might get a beating from Asheng for that.
"Mohan, did you hear that? Aqian is talking about proposing. Do you have any good suggestions?"
"He’s thinking too far ahead," Li Mohan said ruthlessly.
Just eting the parents was uncertainty enough for Ji Mingqian, let alone proposing—he’s dreaming.
Ye Jiuliang looked up at him, setting her expression straight, "Seriously though, do you think uncle and the others will really not agree?"
After contemplating for a mont, Li Mohan said, "Auntie might soften and agree, but uncle will be very difficult."
At that, Ye Jiuliang’s interest was piqued, "Why do you say that?"
"Uncle had a close friend who went through sothing similar back in the day, and it ended with him committing suicide," he said.
Ye Jiuliang was surprised, "Suicide? Why? Because they couldn’t be together?"
There was such a story from the past, where things had gotten to the point of suicide.
Li Mohan shook his head, his cool jade-like hand weaving through her hair, "No, it’s because they were together."
Ye Jiuliang was bewildered, "What do you an?"
"After those two got together, both their parents opposed, but they insisted on being together anyway, with only uncle supporting his close friend at the ti."
"And then?"
"They did have a period of happiness, but it didn’t last. The man ultimately couldn’t bear the finger-pointing, and he betrayed his friend, cheating with another woman."
After listening, Ye Jiuliang sighed.
So there was this old story, and Mohan’s worries weren’t unfounded.
"Unable to withstand the blow, uncle’s friend committed suicide by jumping off a building in front of uncle. It was a huge blow to him," Li Mohan continued.
Asheng didn’t know about this incident either; he had only heard it ntioned by his grandmother by chance.
Ye Jiuliang sighed, her forehead against his chest, "It seems Aqian and his issue are going to need so grinding."
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