The Lady of the Prestigious Family is a Big Boss-Chapter 868: Beer Is Poisonous (Part 1)

Li Mochan and Ye Jiuliang didn’t rush him; they just watched curiously.

In the next moment, the little guy’s bright red mouth curved into a smile, and he pulled out a bank card from his pocket.

He looked up, his tone proud, "Xiaobai has money."

Ye Jiuliang was slightly dumbfounded, stepped closer, and scrutinized the bank card in his hand.

Her gaze locked onto the logo in the lower right corner of the card, where a "K" was printed.

Her expression turned strange immediately, "Xiaobai, who gave you this bank card?"

This bank card looked quite familiar.

"My brother gave it to me." Xiaobai grinned, showing a mouth full of baby teeth.

Brother?

Ye Jiuliang frowned, a bad premonition rising in her mind.

"Xiaobai, are you talking about Ayue brother?"

Chu Yue was the son of Chu Chen and Gu Xinuo, a year younger than Xiaobai.

As expected, Xiaobai nodded and then said, "Xiaobai has money, can buy a motorcycle now."

Ye Jiuliang was petrified, "..."

Behind her, Li Mochan chuckled silently, looking at the bank card clutched in Xiaobai’s hand, he could almost imagine how upset Chu Chen would be if he knew his son’s bank card was taken by their Xiaobai.

No wonder the little guy was so confident, turns out he really did have money.

"Xiaobai, where did Ayue brother get the bank card?" After the initial shock, Ye Jiuliang calmed her emotions and asked gently.

"Um..." Xiaobai tilted his head, as if recalling, and dragged his tone, "Ayue brother found it on the table, then he gave it to me."

Ye Jiuliang couldn’t help laughing or crying, "He gave it to you, and you just accepted it?"

Anuo’s careless habit still hadn’t changed, leaving the bank card lying around on the table was definitely her doing.

"Daddy gave Jiujiu a wallet last time, Jiujiu accepted it too." Xiaobai nodded his little head, explaining clearly, "Ayue brother gave me something, Xiaobai also has to accept it."

Ye Jiuliang choked, "..."

So is she to blame?

A man’s restrained chuckle came from beside her, low and deep.

Ye Jiuliang turned her face, gave Li Mochan a look, "You handle it, I’m not dealing with this."

The little guy was too crafty; she surrendered.

Li Mochan held back his laughter, stepped forward two steps, and picked up Xiaobai in his arms, saying warmly, "Xiaobai, this bank card belongs to Ayue brother, we can’t use it, we have to return it to him."

Though only three years old, the little guy could understand adult conversations. Upon hearing about returning the bank card, his delicate little face wrinkled into a frown.

He pouted his cherry-red lips, unhappy, avoiding Li Mochan’s point, and instead made a demand, "Then, will daddy buy Xiaobai a motorcycle?"

The question of whether to return the bank card was set aside for now, the focus was on whether he could get a motorcycle or not.

Ye Jiuliang crossed her arms, a playful smile on her lips, waiting to see the father-son duo outsmart each other.

"But daddy doesn’t have money either." Li Mochan said with a suppressed smile, his eyes reflecting the same features of the little guy.

"Daddy has money." Getting too excited at the end, Xiaobai’s saliva flew everywhere.

"Daddy bought Jiujiu a motorcycle, lots and lots of motorcycles."

Ye Jiuliang lowered her head, her shoulders shaking, nearly laughing out loud.

She coughed lightly, speaking with feigned seriousness, "No way, daddy didn’t buy mommy a motorcycle."

Xiaobai frowned, suddenly wrapping his arms around Li Mochan’s neck, and planted a wet kiss on his cheek with his cherry-red lips.

"Jiujiu acted like this, daddy laughed happily and said Jiujiu was being naughty, then Jiujiu got lots of motorcycles." He said in a childish voice.

Upon hearing this, the smile at the corner of Ye Jiuliang’s mouth froze.

She was suddenly embarrassed, wishing she could find a hole to sink into.

"..."

When teaching him to read, why didn’t he have such a good memory, yet he remembered these clearly.

In contrast to her embarrassment, Li Mochan remained as calm as ever, looking at Xiaobai with eyes full of helplessness and indulgence.

"If Jiujiu kisses daddy, she gets a motorcycle, Xiaobai kisses daddy too, and wants a motorcycle." Xiaobai continued.

Li Mochan chuckled, lightly pinching his cheek with his fingers, "If we buy this motorcycle, Xiaobai can’t buy another motorcycle this year. If Xiaobai agrees, daddy will buy it."

With the current number of toys at home, they could open a toy mall; indeed, it was getting a bit extravagant.

"Okay." Xiaobai agreed readily without even thinking.

He clenched his little fist, "Stamp it."

Li Mochan curved his lips, miming a fist bump with Xiaobai.

Ye Jiuliang shook her head, smiling helplessly.

There was no arguing with this little guy.

Coming out of the toy section, Xiaobai stayed quietly in Li Mochan’s arms, looking sleepy.

Having been up early today and out for such a long time, after all, he was a child and tired out easily.

"What do you want to eat?" Li Mochan glanced sideways at the person beside him, asking softly.

Ye Jiuliang curved her lips, "Anything is fine?"

Faced with her mischievous smile, Li Mochan immediately understood her little trick, "Do you want hotpot?"

Ye Jiuliang nodded without hesitation, hinting, "We’ve been back in Beijing for a week, and we haven’t been to Jiangyue Restaurant yet, why not go today?"

Li Mochan’s lips curved slightly upward, he tightened his grip on her hand and made an agreement, "Hotpot is fine, but no beer."

The smile on Ye Jiuliang’s face slipped, clinging to his arm and rocking it, "Just one can?"

Beer was the soul of hotpot, how could it be missing?

"Not even half a can." Li Mochan said firmly.

The last time she drank beer, she ended up with a stomachache, remembering to eat but forgetting the pain.

"Isn’t that right, Xiaobai?"

The little guy, who was dozing off, suddenly trembled slightly, speaking in a childish voice, "Yes."

Li Mochan showed a satisfied smile, "Xiaobai, can we drink beer?"

"No." Xiaobai pursed his lips, his serious expression inexplicably amusing, "Beer is poisonous and makes your belly ache."

Ye Jiuliang was filled with black lines, gently scratching his nose, "You little rascal, who taught you to say that?"

"Little uncle said so." Xiaobai sniffed, saying.

Ye Jiuliang’s lips twitched slightly, with Asheng getting drunk so easily, it wasn’t surprising these words came from him.

"Jiujiu can’t drink." Xiaobai held onto her hand, speaking in a childish voice.

Ye Jiuliang looked helpless, "Okay, mommy won’t drink anymore."

Such a clever little fellow. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Xiaobai raised his hand, mimicking Li Mochan’s gesture, patting her head, "Jiujiu is good."

Ye Jiuliang, "..."

On the way to Jiangyue Restaurant, Ye Jiuliang received a call from Ji Mingqian, quite surprised.

"How is it that Movie Emperor Ji has time to call me?" She teased.

In the past three years, Ji Mingqian had completely turned into a workaholic, filming one movie after another, accepting numerous endorsements, wholly becoming the industrious role model fans called him.

Even in his leisure time, he was busy with headquarters matters, not allowing himself any free time.