A trace of regret flashed across Ye Wangchuan's face. He regretted listening to Qin Si and trying to attract her attention by changing his appearance like a fool.
But he quickly suppressed that emotion under his deep and calm eyes and changed the subject: "Do you have any plans for lunch? If not, my aunt wants to have dinner with you."
"Noon?" Qiao Nian lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his eyes and said, "No plans. Where are we eating?"
"Imperial Palace?"
Ye Wangchuan put his hands on the car window, his collar slightly open, his body slender, his long legs casually bent, quite eye-catching, with a strong aura. He raised his eyes, looked at the girl next to him with deep eyes, and explained patiently: "My aunt didn't know what you like to eat, so she chose Yufu. If you want to change places, I'll tell her."
The Imperial Palace.
Qiao Nian rubbed his eyebrows, feeling a little overwhelmed.
Tomorrow is also Yu Fu. She has eaten at Yu Fu three times in the week since she came to Beijing. She is almost treating Yu Fu as the school cafeteria.
But since Ye Lan had already booked Yu Fu, she had no intention of changing it. She raised her head nonchalantly and said, "Let's go with Yu Fu. I don't know where to eat in Jing City, but the food there is pretty good. At worst, you can order me some spicy chicken."
Ye Wangchuan couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. He reached out and rubbed the cap on her head, and said with a smile: "It's not that exaggerated. I'll order whatever you want to eat. Their chef can cook it, not just Suzhou cuisine."
Qiao Nianyi felt a sudden pressure on her head, which made her feel agitated and she almost couldn't hold back the irritation in her body. She leaned back inconspicuously, and at this moment, the cell phone beside her rang.
She glanced at the caller ID and said to Ye Wangchuan, "I'll take a call."
"Yeah." Ye Wangchuan silently withdrew his hand, his eyes filled with doting, and responded lazily.
Qiao Nian put the phone to his ear and whispered hoarsely, "Hello."
I don't know what the other end said. She frowned and half-squinted her dark eyes, which were cold and dry. She raised her hand to press the brim of her hat, then put her hand down and said slowly, "Where are you? I'll come pick you up."
Ye Wangchuan glanced at her.
Qiao Nian didn't notice it, he lowered his head, looked at the time again, put the phone back to his ear, and said, "Wait for me, I'll be there in half an hour."
hang up the phone.
Ye Wangchuan asked casually, "Who is it? Are there any friends coming?"
Qiao Nian did not deny it, and said softly: "You have seen my classmate. He ran over from the city and is now at the airport. He came to find me, and I can't just leave him alone. Maybe more people will have lunch at noon today."
Ye Wangchuan didn't care about whether there was an extra pair of chopsticks, he cared about something else.
Before he asked, some people in front of him were more anxious than him. Gu San frequently looked back through the rearview mirror, and couldn't help but interrupted when he heard this: "Miss Qiao, are the classmates you are talking about male or female? What's their name? I see if I have seen them before."
This question touched someone's heart. Ye Wangchuan leaned back in his chair without saying a word. His gaze at Qiao Nian was as burning as a fire. It was obvious that he cared about this matter too.
Qiao Nian didn't think too much and said simply: "It's a man. Liang Bowen, you have met him several times, you should still remember him."
Liang Bowen... of course he remembered this name. This boy was the same age as Miss Qiao. He was the most outstanding looking among the boys and girls in Class A. He was good-looking, tall enough, and his grades seemed to be okay.
(End of this chapter)