A promise is a promise...
Ji Fuling pursed her lips, a subtle emotion silently spreading in her heart.
She had indeed asked this question before, and Ye Nanqing had replied, "I'm willing."
However, he said more than just that; he also told her to consider the suggestion from that little girl, Tian Tian.
If he truly meant what he said, then wouldn't he be...?
Realizing that her thoughts were wandering and starting to drift, Ji Fuling quickly shook her head, trying to stop herself from thinking any further.
After calming down for a moment, she suddenly remembered something else and looked up at the man in front of her. "By the way, why did you have someone send me medicinal soup?"
"You're not worried that I'll have health problems and then try to extort money from me, are you?"
Ye Nanqing seemed to chuckle softly, then stretched out his long arm, encircled Ji Fuling's waist, and pulled her directly into his embrace with a slight force.
Then, he lowered his eyes and looked at her with a playful expression, "What's the point of extorting money? If you're so capable, try extorting people."
Caught off guard by being hugged, Ji Fuling instinctively struggled.
But Ye Nanqing's next words made her pause, her expression somewhat bewildered, "Isn't extorting money and extorting people the same thing?"
"Of course not."
Ye Nanqing's thin lips curled into a half-smile as he said, word by word, "Extorting money? You're extorting my money. Extorting people? You're extorting me as a person."
Ji Fuling: "..."
She's incompetent.
She still likes to extort money.
Trying to extort money from her is out of the question; it's not suitable for her.
Ji Fuling was momentarily stunned. When she looked up again, she found that the man's handsome face had somehow gotten close to her.
The warm breath sprayed on her face, making her gasp for breath and her heart pound.
Ye Nanqing lowered his head, his nose touching hers. If he got any closer, his thin lips would cover her red lips.
His gaze deepened, and the hand around her waist tightened slightly.
For a moment, the surrounding air became ambiguous.
"Third Master, Miss Ji, the food is ready. The old master asked me to come and tell you to move to the dining room."
The maid's voice came at an inopportune moment, shattering the ambiguous atmosphere that had just begun to form.
Ji Fuling also instantly came to her senses and quickly broke free from Ye Nanqing's embrace.
Aaaaaah!!!
Why is this happening?!
She was almost bewitched by this man and nearly kissed him...
Just thinking about what had just happened made Ji Fuling's cheeks burn.
She covered her face and ran towards the main house without looking back.
Ye Nanqing was very unhappy that his good time had been interrupted, and his handsome face immediately darkened.
He gave her a cold look, and the maid's legs went weak, and she almost knelt down.
"The Ye family doesn't need people who lack common sense. If this happens again, pack your things and leave."
After speaking in a cold voice, Ye Nanqing strode forward, following closely behind Ji Fuling.
When the two entered the restaurant one after the other, everyone else had already taken their seats.
At this moment, Ji Fuling's expression had returned to normal.
She walked slowly towards Grandpa Ji and sat down gracefully in the empty seat next to him.
When Old Master Ye saw Ye Nanqing enter, he pointed to the seat next to him and said, "Nanqing, come and sit down."
Ye Nanqing didn't reply. He walked straight to Ji Fuling, sat down next to her, and then said casually, "I'll sit here."
As soon as these words were spoken, the entire restaurant fell silent, and everyone's eyes instantly turned to the two of them.
Ji Fuling: "..."
She turned her head and secretly glared at the nonchalant man beside her.
What exactly is this person trying to do?
Can't you be a little more low-key?
Although she didn't care about other people's opinions, she didn't want to be the center of attention in this kind of situation!
The people present weren't stupid; they could see some clues from Ye Nanqing's actions.
Clearly, his attitude towards Ji Fuling was quite subtle.
Ji Xinqi and Ye Yunhong watched this scene with eyes full of jealousy and hatred, secretly clenching their fists under the table.
Old Master Ye also looked at the two of them and pondered for a moment.
After a moment, he collected his thoughts, cleared his throat twice, and said seriously, "After discussion between the two families, the engagement between Yunhong and Xinqi is hereby officially dissolved. From now on, our two families will remain friendly and friendly neighbors. As for the marriage alliance, let's call it off."
A forced marriage is never sweet. Since the two families were truly not destined for a marriage alliance, the two old men unanimously decided not to force it.
After announcing the important matter, Old Master Ye waved his hand, "Alright, everyone, let's start eating, lest the food get cold."
Upon hearing this, people with different thoughts picked up their bowls and chopsticks.
Halfway through the meal, several servants came out of the kitchen carrying rectangular trays.
The tray held freshly made yam, beef, and egg custard, one serving per person.
When the servants placed the dishes in front of her, Ji Fuling took a spoonful and tasted it. She thought it tasted pretty good, so she ate some more.
Seeing how much she enjoyed her food, Ye Nanqing also took a few bites.
Seeing this, Li Fangshu, who was sitting opposite, had a sly smile in her eyes.
When he took the fourth bite, Ye Nanqing realized something was wrong.
His brow furrowed suddenly, and he abruptly looked up at the servant waiting to the side, coldly saying, "There are peanuts in this steamed egg custard?"
Upon hearing this, the servants turned pale with fright and shook their heads repeatedly, "No, no, there were no peanuts..."
Upon hearing this, Ji Fuling paused, her hand holding the spoon still. She turned to look at Ye Nanqing and noticed some small red rashes on his neck.
These are symptoms of an allergic reaction.
Is he also allergic to peanuts?
"Bang--"
Upon seeing the red rash on Ye Nanqing's neck, Old Master Ye flew into a rage, slamming his fist on the table and shouting, "You scoundrel!"
"I've repeatedly warned you that peanuts are not allowed in anything that goes into your mouth, and you still put them in your dishes? Are you tired of living?!"
The servants were all terrified, trembling like leaves. "No, sir, we really didn't put peanuts in there. We don't know what happened..."
Ye Yunhong's eyes darted around, and he glanced at his mother without revealing his expression.
Receiving a questioning look from her son, Li Fangshu nodded secretly, indicating that she had indeed done it.
She ground the peanuts into powder and, taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking in the kitchen, secretly mixed the peanut powder into the steamed egg custard.
As long as Ye Nanqing suffers from a severe allergic reaction and is preoccupied with her own problems, her son will have the opportunity to seize power.
But to everyone's surprise, Ye Nanqing was so perceptive that he noticed something was wrong after only a few bites.
Grandpa Ye didn't have time to investigate further. He turned to the butler and ordered, "Aqi, call the doctor over, quick!"
"yes."
The butler, Uncle Qi, responded and immediately took out his phone to make a call.
The once quiet restaurant became noisy because Ye Nanqing found peanuts in his yam, beef, and egg soup.
Ji Fuling put down her spoon, leaned closer, and whispered, "Uncle, are you allergic to peanuts?"
"Um."
Despite the discomfort caused by his allergy, Ye Nanqing responded faintly.
Ji Fuling blinked and continued, "Then why don't you keep allergy medication at home?"
Logically speaking, people with allergy symptoms should have the corresponding medications at home.
Ye Nanqing glanced at her and patiently answered her question, "I don't live here, why would I need to prepare medicine?"
"I see..."
Ji Fuling nodded knowingly, then took out a row of pills from the small bag slung over her shoulder and secretly handed them to Ye Nanqing.
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