Qiao Nian then remembered that Adam had come to see her in the afternoon and said that Nan Zhengyu wanted to ask her for the pills.
She had just replied halfway when Ye Wangchuan's car arrived and she forgot to reply.
Qiao Nian sat cross-legged on the sofa and replied to Adam's message.
[Q: I gave him a little pill, and he agreed to do business with me?]
Adam replied immediately.
[Ancestor, you finally came back to me.]
[I thought you had run into something, how come you disappeared halfway.]
Qiao Nian thought that she had gone a little too far in the afternoon and rarely responded to such boring chats.
[Q: Sorry.]
[Q: Did he say when he would discuss the deal with us?]
It took five minutes for Adam to reply.
It should be specially worded.
[He didn’t say that...
[He just asked me if there was a way to help him buy medicine, and he didn't mention anything else. But according to the rules, we helped him, so there is no reason for him not to talk about business? ]
Qiao Nian couldn't help but think of the three people he met today. He curled the corners of his mouth, looking defiant and irritable, and licked his dry lips to reply him.
[Q: Then ask clearly.]
[Q: I am talking business with him, not making friends. He can set the price of tungsten gold. If he wants me to do something other than tungsten gold, I will ask for the conditions clearly.]
[Q: I don’t work for nothing.]
Adam also reacted quickly.
[I'll ask right away.]
When Qiao Nian saw the text message that popped up, she didn't reply.
Ye Wangchuan brought out dinner from the kitchen and saw that she was still replying to messages. After she finished replying, he said to her, "Come over for dinner." Qiao Nian had not had time to eat since she came back in the afternoon, and her stomach was protesting with hunger. She touched her belly, got up and walked towards the restaurant.
There were three dishes and a soup on the table, and the smell of hot food was rising.
Qiao Nian pulled out a stool and sat down. Ye Wangchuan placed the bowl and chopsticks in front of her: "…I didn't know when you would be back, so I just made something simple."
"Did you make this?" Qiao Nian picked up the chopsticks and tilted his head to look over.
"Do you want to try Gu San's cooking?" Ye Wangchuan sat down next to her with a bowl and chopsticks in front of him. It seemed he hadn't eaten yet, and was waiting for her to come back.
Qiao Nian's eyes softened as she thought of the dark cuisine that Gu San had made. She coughed and said nonchalantly, "Forget it. I still want to live a few more years."
Gu San is good at making simple things.
For example, make coffee, tea, breakfast bread, eggs and fried steak, etc.
But it won’t work if he makes it more complicated.
Qiao Nian was lucky enough to have the spicy diced chicken he made once, which almost made her give up spicy food and become a vegetarian.
So when Ye Wangchuan mentioned Gu San's craftsmanship, she didn't hesitate at all—she politely declined!
The two of them had a warm and natural meal.
Qiao Nian was so hungry that he ate quickly and leisurely.
She didn't pay much attention to her manners, but although she ate quickly and basically didn't say a word, she looked very pleasing to the eye.
However, compared to her, Ye Wangchuan's standard aristocratic dining etiquette allowed him to eat home-cooked meals with a sense of elegance.
Qiao Nian finished her meal in just a few bites, put down her chopsticks when she was full, and wiped her mouth with a tissue. She glanced sideways and saw that as she put down her chopsticks, someone else also put down his chopsticks and stopped eating.
She was stunned: "Are you full?"
Ye Wangchuan gently placed his chopsticks on the bowl and said, "I ate a little with Gu San before, so I'm not too hungry."
"Oh." After eating and drinking, Qiao Nian lazily leaned back in the chair with a frivolous look in his eyes, and then he remembered something.
(End of this chapter)