Qiao Nian looked at the food piled up in his bowl, rubbed his brows, raised his eyes, and said, "Do you think I'm a glutton?"
Ye Wangchuan raised his eyebrows, curled his thin lips, and gracefully handed over a plate of preserved fruits to help digestion: "Don't worry, I won't dislike you."
Qiao Nian hasn't spoken yet.
Seeing the two of them whispering something, Ye Lan seemed to remember something and called the waiter over, then asked the girl loudly, "Niannian, do you want some porridge?"
Ye Wangchuan gave Qiao Nian a 'look' look.
Qiao Nian remained silent. Facing Ye Lan's enthusiasm, she pursed her lips, slowly picked up the chopsticks, and coughed: "Aunt Ye, I've almost finished eating, so I don't want any more porridge."
Ye Lan turned around and asked the waiter to bring another serving of Tremella soup to Qiao Nian. She turned back and said to the girl with a smile, "Okay, we don't eat too much at night. I'll order some Tremella soup for you. You drink less to nourish your stomach."
Qiao Nian's temples jumped suddenly, and under Ye Lan's expectant gaze, he slowly picked up the chopsticks: "Thank you, Aunt Ye."
After the waiter brought the Tremella soup that Ye Lan ordered for her, Qiao Nian was racking her brains over how to eat it.
At this time, Ye Wangchuan stretched out his hand to grab the bowl and said to Ye Lan indifferently: "I just want to eat Tremella fuciformis."
Ye Lan gave him a sidelong glance and said, "If you want to eat, can't you order it yourself?"
Ye Wangchuan was rather lazy, and said in a very lazi manner: "Oh, I'm used to being a gigolo."
Ye Lan was choked by his words and couldn't find the words to say to him for a long time.
Time passes by every second.
Half an hour passed quickly.
Ye Shan looked at the time on her watch with an 'I knew it' expression on her face, and was about to remind everyone that half an hour had passed.
"It seems the time has come. The person you are talking about..."
She hasn't finished speaking yet.
There was a knock on the box door.
Ye Keji's eyelids jumped, and he instinctively looked in the direction of Qiao Nian. He saw that the girl didn't look anxious at all, but rather quite calm, so he felt relieved.
So he said to the outside: "Come in."
"Sorry to bother you." The person outside was very polite.
It was not until Ye Keji spoke that he pushed the door open politely.
Ye Keji was a little surprised when he heard the man's voice.
Soon he saw the man pushing the door open.
The man was in his forties, with blond hair and blue eyes, and looked very gentle. He was wearing a dark green suit that he hadn't had time to change out of. It was obvious that he had rushed here from a formal occasion and didn't even have time to change his clothes.
Not only Ye Keji knew this person, but Ye Shan also knew him.
She looked shocked, stood up from her seat, and asked in a lost voice: "President Simon?"
Simon looked around the box, his gaze pausing only for a moment on Ye Wangchuan, seeming a little suspicious.
But he didn't have time to think about it, and quickly fixed his eyes on the girl who was sitting there eating.
"Miss Qiao." Simon completely ignored Ye Keji and Ye Shan, walked quickly towards the girl, greeted her attentively, and said, "Miss Qiao, why didn't you tell me when you had time? I knew you were going to have dinner at the InterContinental, so I sent someone to arrange it."
He didn't seem to even notice Mr. Ye and Ye Lan. He just looked at the people in the box, then turned around and said to the girl, "Miss Qiao, why don't you move to the next box? Besides me, there are people from the Arbitration Union and several other alliances who want to see you."
(End of this chapter)