Ye Wangchuan handed the little bun in his arms to Gu San and asked Gu San to carry him to bed to sleep.
While pouring a glass of water for Qiao Nian, he handed it to her.
His finger bones were beautiful, and the glass water cup was particularly clean and charming. Qiao Nian blinked and said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Thank you."
Then I took the cup from his hand, tilted my head back and gulped down the whole glass of water. Only then did I feel alive again.
She was so tired that she didn't even want to talk. She put the cup on the table and said to the two people in the living room, "I'm going upstairs to take a nap."
"Go ahead, I'll make some porridge for you. I'll call you when it's ready." Ye Wangchuan took off his windbreaker, revealing a thin black sweater underneath. The smooth waist and abdomen lines under the sweater seemed to be seducing someone.
Jiang Li frowned frequently when he saw this.
It was a pity that Qiao Nian didn’t have the energy to appreciate it. She was extremely tired. She just said “hmm” and went upstairs.
…
downstairs.
Jiang Li watched Qiao Nian go upstairs. Hearing the sound of a door closing upstairs, he hurriedly caught up with the man who was rolling up his sleeves and walking towards the kitchen.
"Master Wang, what happened this afternoon? Why did Chenchen fall down? Why did Nian Nian perform surgery on Chenchen?"
He was almost frightened to death when he heard Qiao Nian performing surgery on Ye Qichen that night.
Ye Qichen is the darling of the Ye family. If the operation does not go well, how can Nian Nian take the responsibility
Ye Wangchuan took out pork liver and shrimps from the refrigerator, carried the things around him and walked into the kitchen. He tied an apron very skillfully and rinsed the things he had just taken out of the refrigerator under clean water.
While listening to Jiang Li nagging in his ear: "Master Wang, please pay attention to me, what is going on!"
Ye Wangchuan chopped the washed shrimps with a knife. He had beautiful hands, his finger bones were even without any excess fat, and his fingers were long and slender. Watching him cook was a pleasure.
Unfortunately, this leisurely scene fell into the eyes of Jiang Li, whose nose was about to spit fire with anxiety, and he wanted to snatch the knife from his hand.
"Master!"
Ye Wangchuan was given a headache by his noise. He filled a casserole with half a pot of water, poured the rice in, turned on the fire on the stove, and a faint blue flame burned quietly on the casserole.
He then turned to look at the people in the kitchen, leaning against the closet and saying, "Chenchen fell down the hospital stairs. The people who were with him at the time insisted that he fell down accidentally, so I have to find out how he fell so I can tell you clearly."
Jiang Li: "Read..."
As soon as he opened his mouth, Ye Wangchuan seemed to know what he wanted to ask. He narrowed his bloodthirsty eyes, drew back his eyelashes, and spoke in a hoarse voice: "As for Qiao Nian, it is thanks to her that Chenchen is safe today."
So what he said was equivalent to saying nothing.
Jiang Li was still confused and had no idea what had happened in the afternoon. Ye Wangchuan had already kicked him out of the kitchen.
After being chased out of the kitchen by him, Jiang Li felt like there were needles under his butt. He wanted to find someone to ask, but in such a big villa, not even a ghost paid any attention to him.
He sat on the sofa for a while, watching the people in the kitchen cook the porridge and go upstairs.
He stood up.
Just about to follow.
I want to ask again.
Suddenly, he saw the cell phone that Wang Ye dropped on the table light up, as if someone was calling him.
"Who is it? Why are you calling me so late?" Jiang Li muttered as he walked over. He picked up the phone and looked at it. The corner of his mouth twitched instantly.
My phone screensaver...
(End of this chapter)