Rather than this, it would be better not to reply and let them guess. At most, Guan Yan would label her as "abandoning her after having seduced her".
She continued to reply to the messages. Given the gossipy nature of these people, they might not give up until they got everything clear.
After Qiao Nian put down his phone.
The coupe suddenly stopped on the side of the road.
Ye Wangchuan stopped the car, took out a beautifully packaged black box from behind and handed it to her.
"What is this?" Qiao Nian saw the ribbon bow on the box, reached out to take it, and looked confused.
Seeing her take it, Ye Wangchuan's eyes darkened and he said in a low and mellow voice, "Open it and have a look."
Qiao Nian pursed her lips, reached out to untie the bow on the box, tore open the outer packaging, opened the wooden box, and found a pen inside.
The pen is all black, and I don't know what material it is made of. It feels cool to the touch and has a matte texture, so it looks very expensive.
"Pen?"
"Yes." Ye Wangchuan held the box for her and asked her to open the pen cap and take a look: "This is the test gift I prepared for you. Time is tight, so I can only pick this for now. I will give you another gift when we return to Beijing."
Qiao Nian's eyelashes drooped, he unscrewed the pen cap and took a look. The tip of the pen was shining silver, and it was obviously a handicraft.
She estimated that writing with this pen would feel very smooth.
Qiao Nian took the pen and put it back into the box. She raised her eyes, and the dryness in her eyes disappeared, leaving only some unknown emotions: "You don't have to prepare this for me, I..."
Ye Wangchuan took the box from her hand, put it back, lowered his eyes and smiled, like a breeze in March: "I want to prepare it for you."
“…” Qiao Nian didn’t know how to answer, and she subconsciously reached out to pull her hat.
A hand grasped her wrist in advance.
The man's palm was hot, and he gradually approached her. Qiao Nian leaned back until her lower back was pressed against the driver's seat. She instinctively tensed her back muscles and began to look to the side...
Breathing entanglement.
Ye Wangchuan reached out to take off her cap, his fingertips running through the girl's thick black hair. His eyes were as dark as the thick night, and he suddenly whispered, "Niannian, when are you going to consider your own lifelong event?"
"?" Qiao Nian hadn't looked at him at first, but now she couldn't help but look at the person approaching, her clear eyes stunned for a moment.
Ye Wangchuan pulled her closer and sighed softly: "I can't wait any longer."
He just saw Zhou Zhou, and suddenly felt that Qiao Nian was actually like a fog that he couldn't grasp. He thought he had her, but he was always worried about gains and losses, afraid of losing her.
"God Qiao, I overestimated myself." Ye Wangchuan raised his lips, his eyes were smiling, but his voice was low and hoarse, as if he was sighing and mocking his own confidence. He smiled bitterly and looked at the girl again. He was reluctant to force her but afraid of losing her. The feeling of worrying about gains and losses made him feel like he was in a world of ice and fire: "I thought I could wait a little longer, but it turned out that I was not as calm as I thought."
After listening for a long time, Qiao Nian finally understood. There was no expression on her face before, but now her bright eyes moved slightly, but she didn't say anything.
Instead, she stretched out her arms and suddenly hooked them around the man's neck, tilted her head back, and kissed him directly with her slightly cold lips.
She is not a good student.
At least I am not a good student in this regard.
The kiss was arrogant and perverse.
But firm and dedicated.
Ye Wangchuan couldn't keep up with the rhythm in the beginning, but later on he was completely distracted and infatuated by her, and the temperature in the car continued to rise.
(End of this chapter)