In the Bauhinia Lane outside the Jiang family villa, a black off-road vehicle was parked quietly under an old banyan tree, and the shadow of the treetop just covered the tough off-road vehicle.
Ye Wangchuan saw the girl walking out of the villa, put out the cigarette in his hand, his brows relaxed, reached out to turn on the air conditioner in the car, and then opened the car door to let the air circulate in and dissipate the remaining smell of smoke in the car.
Qiao Nian happened to come over at this time, stretched out his hand to open the passenger door, got in the car neatly, and closed the door: "Sorry for the wait."
Ye Wangchuan glanced at her cold and indifferent expression, raised his eyebrows, picked up a bottle of water, unscrewed the cap, handed it to her, and asked, "How is the matter going?"
Qiao Nian reached out and took it quite naturally. Her white fingers held the bottle of mineral water. She seemed to be in a bad mood and said irritably, "That's it."
She paused again, her brows tinged with depression, lowered her head and drank a sip of water, then screwed the cap on carelessly, put the water on her side, and leaned her arm on the car window. She sat in a rather unruly posture: "After all, they are members of the Jiang family. I can't do anything to them."
Beating a dog depends on its owner.
Jiang Xianrou is annoying, but she is Jiang Li's biological sister, her father's biological niece, and Mr. Jiang's biological granddaughter...
With this blood relationship involved, it is impossible for her to do things without any scruples.
Qiao Nian paused for a second, just a second.
He lifted his eyelids, his dark pupils were transparent and cold, and there was a hazy rebelliousness in his cold eyes. He said slowly: "But I think she has learned her lesson this time. She will think twice before doing anything naughty next time!"
All the bold and unrestrained energy of the girl came out.
Very recruiting!
Ye Wangchuan half closed his dark and deep eyes, carefully fastened her seat belt, sat back in his seat, raised his lips and said, "Where are we going next?"
The faint scent of nylon perfume on the man came closer and then left.
Qiao Nian's calm heart was rippled. He made her a little impatient, so she reached out and turned down the temperature of the air conditioner in the car without making a sound. "Captain Bo just called me and said he's back in Beijing. I have to go back to Laiyin to get something, and then go to his house."
Ye Wangchuan's eyes darkened, knowing what she was going back to get.
Qiao Nian wants to go back and get the black box from Ji Qing’s plane crash.
He turned the key, started the car, and said naturally, "I'll take you there."
“…” Qiao Nian turned his head and couldn’t help but look at him.
Ye Wangchuan looked at his eyes and nose, looking quite calm. He looked into her eyes and asked in an ambiguous tone, "What's wrong?"
"without."
Qiao Nian withdrew his gaze.
But the next second, she couldn't hold it back, and looked over again, looking at him deeply: "You, don't have a job recently?"
She thinks he is quite free!
Ye Wangchuan was stunned at first, then he realized what she meant. He couldn't help but chuckle and replied lazily, "I have work to do. I'm quite busy."
Qiao Nian was even more confused. He suppressed his curiosity and said slowly, "...Really? Forgive my poor eyesight, I can't quite see it."
Ye Wangchuan suddenly stopped the car on the side of the road, then looked over, gazing at her with burning eyes, and raised his lips slightly, seemingly lazy and reserved, but in fact, the slightly open collar of his shirt was as tempting as a disaster: "What can I do? I'm busy, and my girlfriend is even busier than me. If I don't take the initiative, I won't even see my girlfriend all day long."
(End of this chapter)