Qin Si became more and more irritated by him, but unfortunately Mo Xi ran fast. He looked around and only saw Ji Lin, the only one who stayed in the living room like him.
When Ji Lin was stared at by him, he immediately ran faster than a rabbit: "Mr. Qin, I don't understand what you are asking. I also have something to do."
"Damn it!" Qin Si was depressed after being ignored one after another. He cursed and hugged the pillow, trying to recall what he had said before.
What did he say
He hadn't said much before.
It seemed like he just asked in a 'friendly' way: Guan Yan couldn't tell from Sister Qiao's expression, does this mean he doesn't know how to fall in love
Isn't that just a normal question
Qin Si was depressed.
In the past, when he was in love, women would always rush to coax him. He only needed to buy some bags and luxury goods. They didn't need to meet each other on a regular basis. He would only occasionally call women to be his female companions at parties to prevent those who were attracted by his family background from arranging more unsatisfactory women for him to bother him.
He thinks falling in love is simple.
How come even Mo Xi is laughing at him for not being as good as the old and blooming Wang Ye in talks
Qin Si couldn't figure it out.
The more I think about it, the more depressed I become.
…
However, no one cared how depressed he was.
Qiao Nian had already walked to the door and knocked.
A man's clear and hoarse voice came from inside: "Come in."
She pushed the door open and walked in.
When Ye Wangchuan saw the girl coming in from outside, he was stunned for a second, as if he didn't expect her to come back so soon. He wanted to sit up: "Why are you back?"
"Yu Yan told you not to move. Just lie down." Qiao Nian walked to his bed and pushed him down.
She turned around and dragged a chair to sit beside his bed. She picked up the apple on the bedside table and peeled it with a knife. Her raven-black eyelashes drooped as she said to him, "I got Zhai Xicheng's hiding address from Lu Zhi. I want to teach him a lesson before I go back tomorrow." "...and teach Nie Qingru a lesson too." When Qiao Nian said this, her tone was visibly filled with hostility and was quite irritable.
But she didn't stop peeling the apple, still keeping her eyes down, and said nonchalantly: "Lu Zhi...whatever you want to do, I won't get involved."
A smile appeared in Ye Wangchuan's eyes, and he did not reveal the news he had just received from Mo Dong, which said that there was a small group of people on the high seas who did the same thing as them.
If nothing unexpected happens.
That small group belonged to Qiao Nian.
But she didn't admit it, and Ye Wangchuan didn't want to expose it.
His voice was clear and gentle: "Okay."
Qiao Nian had just finished peeling the apple, and carefully cut it into small pieces, placed them on a plate, and then inserted a toothpick on them.
She turned around and handed the fruit to him: "We will leave at noon tomorrow."
"Hmm." A low voice escaped from Ye Wangchuan's thin lips. Bo Zheng's engagement party would be in a week, so it would be early to go back tomorrow.
But there are still many things in Beijing waiting for him to make decisions when he returns. For example, there are many things accumulated in the Ninth Institute, which Bo Jingxing cannot handle alone.
In addition, he has several industries on his hands. Even if he finds a domestic professional agent to manage it, the other party will not dare to make decisions alone on projects that are too large.
…
The Ye family has an extraordinary status in Beijing.
Ye Maoshan retreated to the second line again and rarely appeared in social occasions.
After all, the Ye family is a family with rich and powerful people. Some of the social interactions that the old man of the Ye family does not participate in fall on Ye Lan and Ye Wangchuan.
Ye Lan has his own company to manage, and he can't always find time to maintain those interpersonal relationships in Beijing.
(End of this chapter)