The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 14 - 0, Li Wuye: Shut up, apologize.

"He was so bored he started picking a fight, and didn’t heed my advice to leave," the soft, glutinous voice starkly contrasted with the frigid tone from just before.

If Ji Mingqian and the others were here, seeing Ye Jiuliang with that expression, they would immediately run off without a trace, because whenever Ye Jiuliang planned to play hooligan, this was her look of feigning innocence like a pig pretending to eat a tiger.

The people around looked at Ye Jiuliang’s sudden change with odd expressions.

Even Ye Miao wore a face as if he’d seen a ghost.

Unconsciously, Li Mochan’s voice softened a bit, "And then?"

"He started it," Ye Jiuliang stepped forward, bending down in front of everyone’s astonished gazes, resting her hands on the car window.

"Would this count as self-defense then, Li Wuye?"

At such a close distance, the girl’s clear eyes reflected his face, her rosy lips curbed into a smile.

She stared straight at him, not showing the slightest fear unlike everyone else.

Li Mochan’s gaze suddenly deepened, his lips compressed into a straight line.

"Hiss—"

Ye Miao’s group snapped back to reality, watching Ye Jiuliang leaning on the car window and talking to Li Mochan, reflexively drawing a sharp breath.

Who in the capital didn’t know that Li Mochan loathed women getting close to him the most? Yet Ye Jiuliang had boldly stepped right into the danger zone.

Li Jingqi watched with disdain, waiting to see Ye Jiuliang make a fool of herself.

"Uncle Wu, I..."

He had just started speaking when Li Mochan interrupted him with displeasure, "Shut up, apologize."

The terse command throbbed in his head.

Li Jingqi was stupefied, asking incredulously, "Uncle Wu, you want me to apologize to her?"

"Are you questioning me?"

The chilling voice paired with a cold glare.

Confronted with his cool, dark pupils, Li Jingqi’s breath caught, as if doused with a bucket of cold water.

"No, not at all," he mumbled, head bowed and lacking confidence.

Li Mochan: "Then what are you waiting for?"

Ye Jiuliang curled her lips, watching the man’s profile, wickedly curious to see his face explode with irritation.

Ruffling the feathers of the master of Dark Hall seemed like such fun.

After holding back for a while under Li Mochan’s oppressive stare, Li Jingqi gnashed his teeth and spat out, "I’m sorry... sorry."

"Next time you see me, remember to take a detour. After all, I may look easy to bully, but I have a bad temper, and you’re well aware of that now," Ye Jiuliang stood up straight, her tone playful.

On the side, Wei Bei tried to hold back a laugh.

This young lady was quite amusing.

"..."

Everyone else’s facial muscles were twitching uncontrollably.

Look easy to bully?

Haha, right.

They really couldn’t tell.

Li Jingqi glared furiously at her. Damn Ye Jiuliang, taking advantage and acting coy.

"Wuye, we’ll be taking our leave then," Ye Miao’s group seized the chance to retreat, speaking with utmost respect.

Li Mochan nodded, and in the next second, they all ran off, disappearing from sight.

Li Jingqi cursed them silently for their lack of loyalty, glared at Ye Jiuliang once more, and then followed after them.

Ye Jiuliang whistled, turned her head, and gazed into the man’s profound, dark eyes, the smile at the corner of her lips deepening.

There was a mischievous gleam in her eyes, "Here, this is for you."

Li Mochan looked down at the rattle-drum in the girl’s hand, his voice low and mellow, "What’s this?"

Forgive Li Wuye, who never played with toys from childhood, for having no recollection of such a trivial thing as a rattle-drum.

"It’s a rattle-drum, consider it my token of thanks," Ye Jiuliang said cheerfully, gently flicking her finger, the rattle-drum emitting a crisp sound.

"Dong dong..."

Li Mochan furrowed his brows, "A rattle-drum?"

"Master, a rattle-drum is a toy used to amuse children," Wei Bei said weakly, aware that his master had little concept of toys.

A toy for amusing children?

Li Mochan’s eyes hardened slightly, and he shot Wei Bei a deadly glare. Wei Bei quickly shut his mouth and tried to make himself less noticeable.

It was obviously a toy for children; he hadn’t said anything wrong.

"Hehe."

The young girl let out a light chuckle. Li Mochan’s gaze hardened as he looked at her. Ye Jiuliang stopped smiling and stuffed the rattle-drum into his arms.

"Anyway, I’ve given the thank-you gift now, so we’re even for today’s incident," she said and walked away swiftly.

Li Mochan watched as her figure disappeared into the crowd, a glimmer of mystery flashing in his eyes.

"Master, are we returning to Mo Garden?" Wei Bei asked.

After such an incident, Li Jingqi would surely have some complaining to do when he got back.

Li Mochan redirected his gaze, "Back to the Li Family."

He reached for the rattle-drum, his crimson lips quietly curving into a beautiful arch.

Ye, Jiuliang!

...

As expected, Wei Bei’s guess was spot on.

As soon as Li Jingqi returned to the Li Family home, he made a scene, crying out loud in the living room with his wrist wrapped.

Even the Li Family patriarch was disturbed from his study by the noise.

"Dad, you must stand up for Jingqi. How can anyone be so bullying?" Seeing the Li Family patriarch come downstairs, a woman dressed in a purple suit dress quickly approached him, her well-maintained face showing a hint of annoyance.

Fang Hui, the wife of the fourth son of the Li Family, Li Jingqi’s mother.

"Dad, Jingqi’s wrist has been twisted. Shaobin died early, and he’s my only son. If anything happened to him, how could I live?" she said, wiping the tears from the corner of her eyes.

The Li Family patriarch was dressed in a teal traditional Chinese attire, his silver hair combed back neatly, and his stern face was uninviting.

He frowned and scanned Li Jingqi sharply, his displeasure evident at the sight of his dirty, disheveled clothes.

"What happened?"

"Grandpa, someone twisted Third Brother’s wrist and spilled coffee all over him," Li Jingxuan interjected.

The Li Family patriarch ignored her, looking directly at Li Jingqi, "You tell me."

"I encountered Ye Miao on the street and had a few words with her. She attacked me for no reason, and Ye Miao can testify to that. It’s all because that wretched girl Ye Jiuliang is too arrogant," Li Jingqi said, his voice becoming agitated as he spoke about Ye Jiuliang.

That expression, as if he could hardly wait to eliminate Ye Jiuliang.

"Ye Jiuliang?" The Li Family patriarch paused.

"Grandfather, it’s Ye Yuan’s daughter, the one who just returned to the country. She also entered Beisen Academy. I saw her from afar at school today, and Ye Miao said that Ye Jiuliang is very arrogant," Li Jingxuan explained, her heart filled with envy at the memory of Ye Jiuliang’s delicate features.

"Dad, even if Ye Jiuliang is from the Ye Family, she shouldn’t be so excessive. This is clearly a lack of respect for our Li Family," Fang Hui added immediately.

"If we let this matter slide so easily, outsiders will think our Li Family is inferior to the Ye Family."

"Exactly, Grandpa. We must teach that Ye Jiuliang a lesson this time. A little girl dares to hit someone from our Li Family. She’s too ignorant of her place," Li Jingxuan added fuel to the fire.

"Who dares?"

The low voice, accompanied by a cold breeze, blew in from the outside.

With its distinctive tone, there was no need to look to guess the identity of the newcomer.

Fang Hui and the others’ faces changed slightly, and Li Jingqi shuffled behind Fang Hui, seeking cover.

Under the light, the man’s dark robes fluttered with the wind.

Wei Bei followed behind Li Mochan, looking at Li Jingqi who hid behind Fang Hui, a mocking curve forming on his lips.

Sneaking back to complain while being such a coward.

An opportunist afraid of the hard and bully of the soft.