On Qiao Nian's left was Old Man Ye, and on his right was Ye Qichen, who had already taken a seat. There was only one seat left next to Ye Lan.
Ye Qichen had been staring at him with extreme vigilance since he came in, with his hands quietly grasping the edge of the table, fearing that his uncle would shamelessly snatch his seat.
Fortunately, Ye Wangchuan glanced at him, and consciously pulled the chair next to Ye Lan away and sat down, with a nice arc at the corner of his lips. He glanced at the relaxed Ye Qichen, and said in a clear and lazy voice: "Did you receive the gift?"
Ye Qichen immediately held the game disc that Qiao Nian gave him in his arms, pursed his lips and said nothing.
Ye Wangchuan put the car keys on the table naturally, raised his eyebrows, glanced at his reaction, and smiled slightly: "I accompanied your sister to pick it."
Kill people and destroy their hearts!
Ye Qichen's expression almost collapsed. He looked at him for a moment, then turned back and said to his grandmother in a muffled voice, "I'm going to get my hair done."
He doesn't want his uncle anymore!
He wants to murder his uncle.
Ye Lan hadn't understood what he meant by getting a haircut on the second day of the first lunar month. She touched his head and coaxed him, "Why do you suddenly want to get a haircut? Your hair isn't long."
"I have to go anyway." Ye Qichen was in a bad mood and extremely depressed.
Qiao Nian noticed his depressed mood, looked in someone's direction, and said disapprovingly: "Why are you bullying a child?"
Ye Qichen's eyes turned red and he almost burst into tears.
But before he could even put some eye drops on his uncle, he heard his uncle's cold voice reminding him: "We still have to stay in Beijing for a few days. If you want to come to Rhine to play, think about it before you cry."
devil!
Ye Qichen puffed up his cheeks and glared at him fiercely.
Ye Wangchuan gave him a calm look, as if to say "Go on".
Ye Qichen immediately turned his eyes away expressionlessly, and the redness at the corners of his eyes that looked like he was about to cry disappeared.
He still wanted to go play with his sister, so he must not offend his uncle, otherwise, given his bad behavior, he would probably lock him out and not let him in. He thought so in his heart, but he still clenched his little fist and made up his mind angrily that he must get his hair cut on the second day of the first lunar month this year.
Get a buzz cut!
Get a bald head!
"Ahem." At this time, Mr. Ye coughed, breaking the atmosphere of staring at each other, and turned to the others and said, "It's almost time to serve the dishes."
"I'll call you." Ye Lan took the initiative.
She pressed the bell in the private room to request the food to be served.
After a while, the waiters brought in the dishes one by one, filling up the large table.
"Put this there." Ye Wangchuan saw the spicy chicken ordered by Old Man Ye, and instructed the person serving the dish to put it in front of Qiao Nian.
Old Master Ye glanced at his grandson with a half-smile, and said to the person serving the food, "Well, put it with Nian Nian. She likes it."
Qiao Nian once again felt all eyes in the private room falling on her, all kinds of inquiries and scrutiny as if they wanted to see through her.
She was not used to this kind of family dinner.
But he still sat there politely, and waited until Mr. Ye started to say that it was time to eat before he picked up his chopsticks and focused on eating.
She really doesn't talk much.
Even though the other members of the Ye family were curious, they couldn't find a topic to talk about for a long time, and their eyes were all on Qiao Nian.
Finally, someone took the lead in breaking the deadlock: "Is this... Wangchuan's girlfriend? She looks like a pretty girl. Why didn't you bring her back to meet me?"
Before Ye Wangchuan could reply, he was playing with the cup beside him, his expression turning playful.
(End of this chapter)