A black off-road vehicle was parked outside a milk tea shop in the city center.
The car stopped on the side of the road, and the girl unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the car very quickly: "What flavor do you want to drink?"
The man put his elbows on the steering wheel, revealing his signature Buddhist beads. He was extremely handsome, and sitting there was a lazy and noble scene. But the words he said were quite annoying: "Whatever."
"Okay." The girl glanced at him, closed the car door and went across the street to buy milk tea.
As soon as she got out of the car, Ye Wangchuan's cell phone, which was placed in the car, started vibrating frequently again.
He lazily picked up the phone, glanced at the incoming call, and finally answered it mercifully: "You keep calling me, what's the matter?"
Deafening background music could be heard on the other end of the phone. Mo Xi finally got through the call but was at a loss for words.
"Wan, Wan, Master?"
"Hmm?" Ye Wangchuan rolled down the window and looked across the street. His eyes never left the girl's cold back. Seeing Mo Xi hesitating, he lowered his eyelashes and said in a light tone, "Speak."
Mo Xi took a deep breath and mustered up his courage: "Master Wang, I just received a message from Mo Dong from Continent F. The third person who entered the Privy Council has a single English name, YE... It seems that the other party is also an Oriental."
"Yeah." Ye Wangchuan listened to him the whole time without interrupting him at all.
Mo Xi couldn't do it anymore, so he asked tentatively: "You said there are not many Orientals in the Independent Continent. Could this person be someone we know? It's rare for the Privy Council to have three new people at once, and two of them are Orientals. This breaks the rules of the Privy Council in recent years..."
Ye Wangchuan put his hands outside the window. The sunlight shone on his face, and he could clearly see the fine hairs. His nose was tall and three-dimensional, and his contours were very beautiful. "What do you want to ask?"
Mo Xi didn't dare to act fancy in front of him: "Forget about Miss Qiao, who do you think the other person is?"
While he was talking, the girl came back with two drinks.
Ye Wangchuan abandoned him very coldly: "Let's not talk about it now, I'm hanging up."
"Hey, Master Wang, I..." He hadn't finished his words.
Ye Wangchuan took the phone away, hung up the call without mercy, then put the phone back and leaned forward to help the girl open the car door.
Qiao Nian was wondering how to open the door with two cups of milk tea in her hands, but she didn't expect the car door to open by itself.
She simply got in the car and handed him one of the iced coffees: "Iced Oreimo."
Ye Wangchuan took it and raised his eyebrows: "Isn't it milk tea?"
Qiao Nian held the straw in his mouth and tore open the wrapping paper. He didn't even raise his head, and his whole body was full of nonchalant temperament: "You said it was casual, so I just bought it casually."
"Tsk." He was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and actually felt that what she said made sense and could not be refuted!
He took out his iced coffee, opened the lid, took a sip, then put it back, looked at her and said, "Do me a favor."
Qiao Nian was drinking the mango sago that she bought with a straw in her mouth. She raised her eyebrows and opened her mouth: "What can I do for you?"
Ye Wangchuan smiled with his thin lips, restarted the car, turned the car around, and said, "You'll know in a minute."
Qiao Nian watched him drive the car towards the downtown shopping mall, then lowered his eyes and saw Mo Xi calling him, so he picked up the phone and handed it to him: "Mo Xi's call."
"Not for now."
Ye Wangchuan refused quickly.
(End of this chapter)