Qiao Nian was still looking down at the message when suddenly a heavy figure pressed down beside her and sat down next to her.
The light mint scent of the man's perfume seeped in, interrupting Qiao Nian's thoughts instantly, and she subconsciously raised her head to look to her side.
Sure enough, Ye Wangchuan came over at some point, holding a pair of disposable slippers in his hand and placing them under her feet.
Then he stood up, saw her playing with her phone, looked at her eyes, which were deep beside her handsome face, and asked her, "What happened?"
Qiao Nian once suspected that he had seen her message, but Ye Wangchuan was facing away from the phone, so it was impossible for him to see the content on the phone.
So he guessed the clue purely by looking at her expression.
Qiao Nian's heart skipped a beat, and for the first time she realized that he seemed to understand her better than she had imagined.
This is simply unscientific.
"Hmm?" Seeing that the girl had been staring at him without saying anything, Ye Wangchuan raised the last syllable of his low, mellow and charming voice, seeming a little confused.
Qiao Nian looked at him deeply again, looked away, supported her brow with her hand, leaned back, put the phone back and said, "It's okay. Zhou Zhou sent me a message, but she didn't know what it meant until I got to her. I'll ask her when I get to her."
Ye Wangchuan looked at her with deep eyes and said, "Is it related to the First Research Institute?"
Qiao Nian put on slippers, relaxed, sat more casually, lowered her eyelashes, and did not deny: "Well, she didn't say anything."
Ye Wangchuan probably guessed what she was thinking, so he lazily opened a carton of milk for her, handed it to her, and said in a reserved and casual tone, "Drink some milk before you go to sleep."
Qiao Nian stared at the milk he handed to her and slowly stretched out her hand: "You don't ask me why I don't call her back now."
Ye Wangchuan's handsome eyebrows gathered, as if he found it quite funny. He pursed his thin lips with a hint of red, and said with a smile: "It will take more than ten hours for the plane to reach the Independent Continent. If you call her now, even if there is something, it can only be solved after you arrive."
The girl held the milk carton, pinched the straw in one hand, and looked at him: "And then?"
It was the first time Ye Wangchuan saw her watching the fun. Her clear eyes and eyebrows were mixed with soft light, and her voice was low and slow: "If the First Research Institute really had something important, Dean Feng would call you. Since Dean Feng didn't tell you, it means it's not very urgent."
Qiao Nian lowered his head instantly, drooping his eyelashes and hiding the emotions in his eyes.
really.
Unscientific.
Her behavior pattern was completely seen through by someone.
Her reaction aroused Ye Wangchuan's interest. He raised his lip and asked her, "God Qiao, am I right?"
Qiao Nian's earlobes felt a little dry. She stuffed the milk back into his hand without saying a word, pulled up her hoodie to cover her delicate face, put on her eye mask, and pretended to be dead: "I'm asleep."
Ye Wangchuan looked at the girl beside him who performed the movements in one go and couldn't help but let out a soft laugh from his throat.
He considerately put the milk back to its original place, and asked someone to bring a small blanket for the girl to cover herself with. Then he opened the laptop he was carrying and started working.
Because it was the Ye family’s private plane, there was a signal on the plane, and the signal was pretty good.
It was not until the plane entered the territory of the Independent State that the signal on the plane was blocked. After flying for about two hours, the plane landed on the tarmac of the Independent State.
(End of this chapter)