Feng Yu felt a little regretful for talking too much. Why did he mention looking for information about the Faders
Master Cheng reminded him, and he remembered that all the information about the Fader was on the island, and the island was the territory of the Theron family. For a weapon like the Fader, the Theron family would definitely put it in the most secret place. The heir of the Irene family had spent a lot of effort to steal some of the information. How could they, as outsiders, get the top-secret information
He shouldn't have mentioned it.
He was afraid that a casual word from him would trigger a flash flood effect.
So he stopped Master Cheng from preaching. Based on his understanding of girls, he thought Qiao Nian was a born rebellious person.
The more you forbid her to do something, the more she wants to challenge it.
He was afraid that the more Master Cheng persuaded him, the more excited this hard-line activist would become.
Feng Yu kept muttering to himself, but didn't dare to ask the girl anymore. He planned to call Ye Wangchuan after it was over to explain the situation.
He was afraid that Qiao Nian would go looking for information without telling them, so it would be better to have Ye Wangchuan watching over him.
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When Qiao Nian came out of Master Cheng's laboratory, he met the man waiting at the door.
She pulled her shoulder bag and walked over quickly.
"How did you come?"
Ye Wangchuan reached out to take it and lowered his head naturally: "Qin Si's parents invite you to dinner."
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As soon as Qiao Nian frowned, his brows were smoothed by a hand.
"Don't frown." Ye Wangchuan gently held the girl's hand, pulled her closer, bent down and kissed her forehead, then her cheek.
Qiao Nian could feel the gentle electric current on his face running through his heart, causing his heartbeat to speed up and become numb.
She just paused for a moment and closed her eyes, then bravely met the man's lips, turning the passive position into the active one. The kiss between the two was lingering and affectionate.
Ye Wangchuan hugged the person in his arms tightly, as if he wanted to merge her into his arms. At this moment, they could feel that their hearts were more closely connected to each other.
Qin Si, who followed not far away, was still sitting in the car with the posture of opening the door. He turned his head and asked another person in the car stiffly.
"Are they always like this?"
Gu San looked at the couple hugging each other across the street and replied calmly, "Mr. Qin, didn't you have a girlfriend?"
Qin Si was once known as the most playful princeling in the Beijing circle. Compared with Bo Jingxing and Ye Wangchuan, he had more friends and played more lavishly.
In the past, the list of rumored girlfriends ranged from various socialites to first-line female stars, to a female college student from the Beijing Dance Academy, and new young Internet celebrities... The long list could be put together to form a football game.
Qin Si's face turned red and he rolled his eyes speechlessly: "How can I be considered a girlfriend? I'm just a fucking dining companion." It's not that those 'girlfriends' haven't thrown themselves into his arms, but he hasn't met anyone he wants to develop further with, so he didn't take it too deep.
When he took his girlfriend out to play before, he would just have dinner with her and accompany her to the Chang'an Club to play cards...at most he would ask her to peel some fruit for him and feed her some grapes.
"If I understood, why would they kiss each other? And why would I be in the relationship with Guan Yan like this?" Qin Si had never been in a serious relationship.
If Guan Yan hadn't risked his life to save him that time, he wouldn't have realized it.
Gu San looked at him with sympathetic eyes and nodded his chin: "Mr. Qin, I am sorry for your loss."
"Fuck you." Qin Si got even angrier. Before he could raise his hand to hit him, he said, "I'm alive and well. Why are you complaining?"
Gu San said to him, "Master Wang has brought Miss Qiao back."
Qin Si looked back and saw that the two of them were walking back side by side, shoulder to shoulder.
He looked at the two people with a complicated expression and said, "Now I finally understand what it means that the problem is not the lack of wealth but the inequality of wealth." (End of this chapter)