The Time-Limited Love and Marriage
Chapter 125

Chapter 125: Chapter 125

In the next two days, Fu Youhan did not show up at Night Color, let alone Tianqin Bay.

As a result, Jiang Moxi had trouble sleeping at night again, and could only catch up on sleep during class time.

When Jiang Moxi came to tutor Ling Hua, Ling Ye noticed that her face always looked visibly tired. After the tutoring session, he pulled her aside to talk.

"It’s not a big deal. Give up your fantasies, accept reality, and you’ll be free."

"Who am I fantasizing about?"

Jiang Moxi, severely sleep-deprived, had a notably terrible temper and raised her hand to hit Ling Ye.

Ling Ye quickly dodged behind the sofa but still defiantly said, "You’re fantasizing about my uncle!"

"Which eye of yours saw me fantasizing about your uncle?" Jiang Moxi felt her tone was so cold it didn’t sound like herself.

Even though she might have had certain thoughts about Fu Youhan before, she had let them go now.

Moreover, even if she hadn’t completely let go in her heart, considering how decidedly Fu Youhan had left that night, he probably would never give her any chance to fantasize about him again.

Lost in these thoughts, Jiang Moxi was interrupted by Ling Ye’s words: "Right, you’re not just fantasizing, you’re outright coveting!"

Just as Jiang Moxi was about to chase after Ling Ye, her phone suddenly rang.

It was a call from Old Master Jiang, Jiang Tairan!

Jiang Moxi hesitated for a moment, then picked up the phone.

"Moxi, would you like to have dinner with grandpa tonight?"

Through the phone, Jiang Moxi could still hear Old Master Jiang’s silent laughter.

"Just the two of us having dinner?"

Jiang Moxi narrowed her eyes slightly, feeling that Jiang Tairan’s sudden invitation was a bit odd. "Yes, just us two. Since you returned to the Jiang Family, Grandpa has been looking for an opportunity to have a good chat with you," said Jiang Tairan.

Jiang Moxi hesitated for a moment, "Alright, send me the location."

After ending the call, Ling Ye suddenly came up close, curiously asking her, "Who’s having dinner with you?"

Ling Ye’s somewhat inaccurate sixth sense told him that the "you" Jiang Moxi used on the phone just now was very suspicious.

Could it be his uncle?

Because he vaguely saw a look of expectation on Jiang Moxi’s face.

However, Jiang Moxi only gave him a fiercely intense glare.

Afraid of getting hit, Ling Ye quickly laughed it off, "Never mind, I didn’t ask."

Even though he said this, deep down he was still curious about who would be dining with Jiang Moxi tonight.

It wasn’t until dinner time when Fu Youhan suddenly sent over a few boxes of top-grade Wagyu beef that Ling Ye finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"It seems that it’s not Uncle Youhan who’s having dinner with Moxi tonight."

Ling Ye just muttered under his breath.

But what he didn’t expect was that Fu Youhan still keenly caught on to his words.

"What do you mean?"

All of a sudden, Fu Youhan asked, his eyebrows raised slightly and his handsome face looking serious, which made Ling Ye’s heart race with anxiety.

"Just now, Moxi received a call, someone asked her to have dinner together tonight. That... I thought it was you."

The reason why uncle just looked so serious was definitely because he was very unhappy with Ling Ye linking him with Jiang Moxi.

So, Ling Ye quickly added, "Ha, I was just making wild guesses, I didn’t mean to associate you with Moxi."

In the future, he definitely wouldn’t talk about this stuff in front of his uncle - too awkward.

Even with his forceful explanation, Fu Youhan’s expression grew even more grim.

After leaving Tianqin Bay that day, Fu Youhan really considered not contacting Jiang Moxi anymore.

For two consecutive days, he kept himself busy with work to numb himself.

The effect was indeed not bad, but tonight’s dinner engagement was canceled at the last minute due to the other party’s plane delay.

Every time he had a spare moment, the thoughts he’d been suppressing surged with increased ferocity.

Fu Youhan didn’t know how to dispel this damned feeling.

By the time he came back to his senses, he had already ordered a few boxes of Wagyu beef to personally deliver to Ling Ye and his sister.

According to the arrangement, today Jiang Moxi would come over to tutor Ling Hua. He realized belatedly that he was going to see her.

He was both irritated and indignant.

Especially after learning from Ling Ye that Jiang Moxi had also agreed to dine with someone else, his rage swelled to the extreme.

Sensing Fu Youhan’s increasingly terrifying demeanor, Ling Ye involuntarily swallowed, "Uncle, are we having Wagyu hotpot tonight?"

Because Fu Youhan had previously brought over king crab and had stayed to eat, Ling Ye assumed Fu Youhan would stay for dinner tonight as well.

But Ling Ye didn’t expect Fu Youhan to refuse: "I’ve got other things to attend to, I’m leaving first."

Just the thought of that damned woman dining with someone else made him lose his appetite. Why bother eating?

After dropping that line, Fu Youhan quickly wheeled away.

Ling Ye exhaled a sigh of relief after seeing Fu Youhan off.

"Man, even if it kills me, I won’t mention Jiang Moxi in front of Uncle again!"

Just then, Ling Hua came out with her hair in a towel, having overheard Ling Ye’s remark she asked him.

"Why can’t we mention Sister Moxi in front of Uncle? I think Uncle quite likes Sister Moxi."

"Like Sister Moxi? He clearly despises her to the utmost degree!" Ling Ye chided Ling Hua.

Ling Hua blinked in confusion.

If Uncle disliked Sister Moxi, would he offer her a fork? Would he offer to give Sister Moxi a ride willingly?

She had never seen Uncle take the initiative with anyone else like he did with Sister Moxi.

But without waiting for her to say anything, Ling Ye warned her again with the tone of someone with experience.

"Anyway, remember not to mention Jiang Moxi in front of Uncle in the future."

With that, Ling Ye went back to prepare the Wagyu hotpot for the evening.

Ling Hua, watching his retreating figure, absentmindedly scratched at her dry hair cap.

*

Inside a private room of a high-end Japanese restaurant in Yan City—

When Jiang Moxi pushed open the door, Old Master Jiang and Jiang Tairan were already inside.

Seeing Jiang Moxi, Old Master Jiang’s smile deepened: "Moxi, come on in."

Jiang Moxi entered the room, placed her backpack to the side, and sat across from Jiang Tairan.

"Grandpa, please just tell me why you wanted to see me."

Jiang Tairan and Jiang Guosheng must be of the same kind, everything they did was purposeful, it couldn’t just be for a family catch-up that he’d invite her to an upscale Japanese meal.

"No need to rush, we’ll talk while we eat. There’s fresh sea urchin and scallop today, making sashimi that should be very delicious."

While speaking, Jiang Tairan also poured a cup of black rice tea for Jiang Moxi.

"Have a cup to ward off the chill, look at this weather, and you’re still only wearing a thin coat!"

Jiang Moxi glanced at the steaming hot black rice tea and listened to Jiang Tairan’s criticism of Jiang Guosheng and Yu Man’s favoritism towards Jiang Weiwei, occasionally responding with a comment or two.

It wasn’t until the waiter brought in the dishes ordered by Jiang Tairan, having tried several items, that Jiang Moxi finally began to eat.

At that moment, the door of the private room was abruptly pushed open.

The man standing at the entrance looked to be in his thirties, with a rather handsome face, but heavy dark circles under his eyes gave him a somewhat sinister look.

Jiang Moxi was squinting, assessing the man, when his greedy gaze fell upon her.

"Old Mr. Jiang, didn’t you say you were bringing Weiwei to meet me today? Who is this..."