When the Possessive Omega Fell for Me - Chapter 14

“You’re saying, marriage?”

Before Auntie and Old Master Yi could speak, the little uncle who had barely said anything so far was the first to ask in confusion, looking as if he was sizing up an idiot who had said something stupid.

“Yes!”

Yi Jing, who had already completely thrown caution to the wind, lowered her eyes slightly, not bothering to acknowledge the guy’s subtle mockery. Without thinking, she said in one breath, “She’s someone I care about very much. I’ve thought it through completely. I love her, I want to spend my life with her.”

“What… spend your life?!” Old Master Yi seemed unprepared for Yi Jing’s resolute opening statement.

Caught completely off guard, Old Master Yi’s tone unconsciously carried a hint of questioning: “Who exactly is this person? To bring this up so abruptly, have you really thought it through?”

Yi Jing froze: “…”

Who?

Damn, she hadn’t prepared this part of the story yet, but there was no way around it.

The other person had left too quickly at the time, leaving her like an abandoned puppy in the warehouse. It took her a while to come to her senses.

She didn’t even have time to ask for the other person’s name, let alone anything else.

But at this point, there was no room for retreat, she’d have to go with Yu Miao’s character setting for now!

Yi Jing closed her eyes lightly, gritted her teeth and said: “I’ve absolutely thought it through! She’s a very excellent journalist, has done many outstanding reports, and is well-respected among media professionals. I met her once a long time ago and fell in love at first sight.”

Yi Jing couldn’t continue at this point, feeling that if she didn’t shift the focus soon, she’d be exposed.

“I only want her, Grandfather.” Yi Jing took a deep breath, raised her eyes to look at Old Master Yi, her gaze as determined as if she could go out and kill twenty scumbags like Zhao Qin the next second.

She stared into Old Master Yi’s eyes without hesitation and said: “I must have her.”

The people in the study fell silent, and no one spoke for a long time.

Perhaps because Yi Jing’s attitude was unexpectedly firm, the man sitting across the long table, who should be Yi Jing’s little uncle by blood relation, became honest. His expression was no longer contemptuous like before, but instead he lowered his head with an ambiguous smile and fiddled with the teapot.

Yi Jing let out a slight sigh of relief, staring into Old Master Yi’s eyes without giving an inch.

Old Master Yi stared back at her for a while, and after a long time, he slowly exhaled and leaned back into the soft sofa with its wooden base.

Perhaps sensing Yi Jing’s determined attitude, Old Master Yi relaxed his tone and sighed lightly, as if somewhat helpless:

“You’re just like your mother.”

Yi Jing was stunned: “?”

Mother?

Was there even this part of the setting? Was her character setting this rich?

“But marriage isn’t something to be rushed into, child. You should listen to your elders,” Old Master Yi seemed to have put aside his initial shock and regained his benevolent state, looking into Yi Jing’s eyes and gently admonishing.

Yi Jing’s throat tightened, but she still insisted: “I want to be with her.”

But Old Master Yi seemed determined to delay and prevaricate: “Feelings are feelings, but other matters need to be carefully considered.”

Yi Jing looked up at Old Master Yi: “So can I be with her now? I truly have deep feelings for her. I can’t live without her, Grandfather.”

Old Master Yi: “…”

He was now beginning to suspect that this child only knew how to say ‘I want to be with her’.

This was practically a life-or-death ultimatum.

And the overly obsessive Yi Jing might actually follow through!

If it were Yi Mingyu, Yi Xuan, or even that foolish child Yi Min sitting in front of him, he wouldn’t take it seriously but it just had to be Yi Jing.

Remembering the life-threatening things Yi Jing had done while growing up under Song Qing, Old Master Yi put down his teacup with a headache, truly feeling that this was difficult to handle: “Since you truly like her, Grandfather won’t stop you. But, have you asked for her opinion?”

Yi Jing froze.

Obviously, she hadn’t asked.

But it wasn’t good to say that directly now, as it would give Old Master Yi a reason to refuse. She had to think of a way to muddle through.

Yi Jing lowered her eyes slightly, thought for a moment, and came up with an idea that wasn’t really an idea.

Since she was already part of the Yi family, did she really need to be reasonable? Yi Jing was quiet for a moment, then deliberately spoke like an arrogant and unreasonable young lady from a wealthy family: “Do I really need to ask?”

Old Master Yi’s expression changed slightly.

This was…?

He had always felt that Yi Jing’s personality was a bit too rigid, not very suitable for deep involvement in the family business, but Yi Jing’s current response actually somewhat fit the Yi family’s style.

If the timing and situation were more appropriate, Old Master Yi might have actually approved of this approach from Yi Jing.

Thinking this, Old Master Yi lowered his eyes, hesitating repeatedly between ‘controlling Yi Jing as much as possible’ and ‘cultivating Yi Jing into a true Yi family member’. Suddenly, he felt that if there could be someone who could become a link to control Yi Jing and make her obediently listen to the Yi family, it might not be a bad idea.

Old Master Yi thought for a long time, and finally changed his tone: “Child, Grandfather understands your thoughts. But in this world, no matter what you want, you have to fight for it yourself. Do you understand?”

Yi Jing was stunned for a moment, her thoughts turning twice in a flash, slowly understanding the other’s meaning.

She wanted to use her preferences, her life and death, and her attitude to bind Yu Miao, make Yu Miao more important, and add weight to protecting Yu Miao; while Old Master Yi wanted to use Yu Miao as a chip to restrain her, using her feelings for Yu Miao to make her more obedient.

It wasn’t unacceptable.

As someone famous among the rich heirs for being lazy, Yi Jing was most skilled at slacking off right at the elders’ limit of tolerance. When it came to struggling for some room to mess around within assigned tasks, perhaps no one was more proficient than her.

Moreover…

If Old Master Yi still wanted to use Yu Miao to restrain her, he would have to protect Yu Miao well probably even better than if Yu Miao were treated as her fiancée.

How was this not achieving her goal?

Yi Jing’s expression gradually calmed down, and she looked into Old Master Yi’s eyes and calmly replied: “I understand.”

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