The resort also had children’s play facilities, with dozens of kids’ motorbikes lined up in a row, creating a very cute scene.

Upon seeing the motorbikes, Ye Jiuliang became like a wild horse breaking free from its reins and went wild with excitement.

At this moment, Master Jiu was sitting on a silver mini motorbike, his long, straight legs bent, giving off a slightly discordant vibe.

"Mohan, why aren’t you coming over?" Ye Jiuliang lifted her gaze to the man who stood motionless in his spot, her crimson lips curling into a bright smile.

Li Mochan pinched the bridge of his nose, a helpless smile escaping his lips.

He strode over, blocking the front of the mini motorbike.

Bending down, he lightly pinched her cheek, "Little wolf cub, let’s save this one for our future kids to play with." 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Her thoughts racing ahead, faster than a rocket, Ye Jiuliang swatted his hand away, "What kids? You’re overthinking it. You’re blocking my way."

Li Mochan chuckled lowly, moved behind her, leaned down, and reached to encircle her calves, pretending to lift her off the bike.

"My motorbike, Li Mochan, don’t touch me," Ye Jiuliang clutched the handles of the motorbike, refusing to let go.

He didn’t want to play himself, yet he wouldn’t let her play either—how excessive.

Li Mochan felt a headache brewing, as if he could already picture the scenes of taking kids out in the future.

Unable to persuade her, Li Mochan simply released his hands.

Ye Jiuliang settled back on the motorbike, her eyes squinting with joy as she twisted the handlebar and "buzzed" away on the motorbike.

Li Mochan, caught between laughter and tears, suddenly remembered something and pulled out his phone to record her.

So engrossed in her play, Ye Jiuliang didn’t notice his subtle action and had a go on all ten motorbikes.

When Ye Lei and his group arrived, they had a hard time coming to terms with the sight of the person on the mini motorbike.

Was that Ye Jiuliang?

She had injured someone, yet here she was, playing with motorbikes—should they consider her calm or just plain irresponsible?

"Big brother, Master Wu is here too," Ye Xin tugged at Ye Lei’s sleeve, whispering a reminder.

Following her gaze, the man standing not far off, recording Ye Jiuliang with his phone, was indeed Li Mochan.

With such a commotion, Master Wu would undoubtedly know what happened. Now, with him accompanying Ye Jiuliang here, it was clear he was siding with her.

"Don’t say anything rash later, especially you, Xinxin," Ye Lei instructed.

Setting aside Ye Jiuliang’s intimidating reputation, every time something involved her, Li Mochan was fiercely protective without question. They couldn’t be sure it wouldn’t be the same this time. Best to wait and see, as offending Li Mochan would do them no good.

Ye Xin pouted, "I know."

Ye Rui, seeing Li Mochan there, breathed a sigh of relief.

With him present, Jiuliang should be safe.

"Mohan, are you really not going to play?"

Ye Jiuliang rode the motorbike around and, lifting her gaze, saw Ye Lei’s group approaching, her smile gradually fading away.

Sensing the shift in her mood, Li Mochan took a step forward.

She parked the motorbike back in its place and stood up.

"What’s wrong?" Li Mochan put away his phone and reached out to tidy her slightly disheveled hair.

Ye Jiuliang forced a smile, "Trouble has arrived."

"Master Wu," Ye Lei called out respectfully.

Seeing them, Li Mochan’s brows knitted in a slight frown.

"Jiuliang, Grandfather is looking for you; he wants you to come back with us," Ye Lei said to Ye Jiuliang, his tone gentle and cautious because of Li Mochan’s presence.

Ye Jiuliang scanned the group, "Let’s go."

Her prompt agreement clogged Ye Lei’s prepared lecture in his throat.

On the way back, Ye Lei’s group walked in front, while Ye Jiuliang and Li Mochan leisurely followed behind.

Ye Xin peeked back from time to time, her heart tinged with jealousy at the sight of the two of them together.

All the good things seemed to befall Ye Jiuliang alone.

Exiting the elevator, Ye Jiuliang saw a crowd gathered in the corridor.

She raised an eyebrow; there were quite a few onlookers.

"Ahem."

Ye Lei cleared his throat, and the crowd blocking the entrance, seeing Li Mochan and Ye Jiuliang arriving together, quickly dispersed to make way.

Next second, upon noticing their hands clasped together, the expressions on their faces changed and changed again, registering a touch of oddness.

Hearing the commotion, everyone inside turned to look.

The older generation, who hadn’t attended the activities in the square that afternoon, were seeing Li Mochan and Ye Jiuliang being this intimate for the first time.

Seeing the two of them holding hands undeniably made the faces of Old Master Li and Old Master Ye the most colorful.

Ye Jiuliang looked around the room and sneered inwardly.

This was even more bustling than a tribunal meeting.

"Jiuliang, come here." Old Master Ye was the first to break the silence.

Ye Jiuliang responded indifferently, "Whatever you have to say, you can say it just like this."

"You..." Old Master Ye, furious to the point of nearly having a heart attack, his piercing eyes shooting towards their tightly clasped hands, "What kind of behavior is this? Unclasp your hands right now."

Ye Jiuliang’s indifferent gaze swept over the crowd, the corners of his eyes lifting slightly, pulling out traces of coldness.

In a cool tone, not hurried or slow, he said, "Allow me to introduce everyone, this is my boyfriend, Li Mochan."

As if a thunderbolt had dropped, the crowd exploded into confusion.

Su Yishan, upon hearing that Li Mochan had come, rushed out of her room but froze upon hearing this statement, her smile suddenly rigid.

In a corner, Feng Yi watched the slender figure closely, his brows tightly furrowed.

Hehe, going public so quickly.

Ye Jiuliang, how are you going to handle this situation now?

"Ye Jiuliang, do you realize what you’re saying?" Old Master Ye regained his senses, his anger boiling over.

"Come here right now," he insisted, "and don’t talk nonsense there, I..."

"Old Master Ye."

A frosty voice interrupted him as Li Mochan turned his gaze towards Old Master Ye, his deep eyes calm and undisturbed, betraying not a hint of his thoughts.

"I don’t like others shouting at her."

Old Master Ye was momentarily taken aback, taking quite a while to react.

Not far away, Feng Yi struggled to suppress his laughter.

When it came to matters involving Ye Jiuliang, Li Mochan could argue you into questioning your life in a matter of minutes.

A Li Mochan with a wife is unquestionably not to be offended.

After a long while, Old Master Ye finally came to his senses, realizing he had been intimidated by a junior, his face turning extremely unsightly.

However, there was an even more important issue at hand that needed to be dealt with.

"Jiuliang, what exactly happened tonight? Explain yourself clearly in front of everyone."

Ye Jiuliang let go of Li Mochan’s hand and walked over to Old Master Ye, asking with pregnant meaning, "What do you think?"

"What do you mean?" Old Master Ye frowned.

"Do you believe what they said?" she asked.

Old Master Ye’s brow tightened, his voice grave, "There are so many eyewitnesses, even Ye Xin saw it; whether I believe it or not is irrelevant. If things aren’t as they say, then clarify them right now."

Ye Jiuliang looked at him intently, her lips curling into a cold smile.

So, he still believed it.

Well, that’s fine too; there was no longer any need for her to hold back.

Ye Jiuliang turned around, took off her hat, and casually tossed it onto the sofa.

Her eyelids lightly lifted, her cool and detached gaze sent shivers down people’s spines.

"Want an explanation? Let Su Yishan come out."