Fortunately, Qiao Nian didn't care. He was only surprised for a moment, then put down his chopsticks and politely replied, "No."
"No?" Ye Lan replied subconsciously. It was obvious that he cared about the answer to this question. His eyes unconsciously drifted towards his nephew, as if he was saying 'You are such a loser'.
Ye Wangchuan was calm and simply ignored her gaze. He didn't respond at all. He then unnoticeably helped Qiao Nian turn up the air conditioner in the private room by one degree and put down the remote control. He looked so calm and composed that Ye Lan felt relieved.
Mr. Ye didn't give up: "Then...what type do you like?"
Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows in surprise. She couldn't understand why he cared so much about whether she had a boyfriend or what type of guy she liked...
She lowered her eyes and thought seriously. After a long while, she turned her head under the gazes of several people and suddenly looked at the little guy next to her. Her dark eyes were serious and she asked, "Chenchen is like this?"
Ye Qichen never thought that Qiao Nian would say that she liked him. He excitedly clenched the corner of his clothes with his little hands, and his little face turned red in an instant, almost as red as a ripe apple, and it was almost smoking.
Even so, his big eyes flickered violently, and he couldn't control his joy. He whispered weakly, "I, I like my sister like this, too."
Finally, he quickly glanced at Qiao Nian and nodded, as if afraid that no one could see it: "...I like my sister the most!"
As she spoke, she lowered her head shyly, with a pink blush spreading from her face to her neck, showing how shy she was.
Haha! Ye Wangchuan half-closed his eyes, put his hands on the table, and casually flicked the tassel of the Buddhist beads on his wrist, and said nonchalantly: "Why do I remember you said before that you don't like girls?"
"Don't like girls?" Qiao Nian was quite surprised.
"..." Ye Qichen suddenly raised his head, staring at his uncle with eyes like black grapes. When Qiao Nian turned away, he immediately put on a cute face, not even bothering to move his eyebrows: "Oh, I was young and ignorant at that time, not like my uncle who is so sensible at his age."
"Puchi." The Ye family's housekeeper, who was standing behind and watching the situation, couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Ye Lan and Old Man Ye were also very amused.
Only Ye Wangchuan was blocked and didn't get a word in for a long time. However, he was only briefly blocked. In the blink of an eye, his radiant eyebrows moved, and he glanced at the little guy lightly and said, "Well, you are still young. So it's twenty years too early for you to discuss this topic."
Ye Qichen: “…”
Why does he have an uncle
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After dinner, Ye Lan and Old Man Ye left first.
Qiao Nian followed Ye Wangchuan to the garage to get the car.
She was playing with her phone with her head down the whole way. Qin Si sent her a message asking her to play games with him, but Qiao Nian rejected him without mercy.
After rejecting Qin Si, she looked at other messages.
Shen Hui rarely sent her a message, asking her when she would return to school.
Qiao Nian was lowering his head, typing on his phone to reply to Shen Hui's message, when suddenly, he was stopped and pinned between two cars.
"You like younger ones?"
Qiao Nian raised his head suddenly, and the top of his head almost hit his chin. Although it didn't hit him, the situation was not much better.
The whole person seemed to be trapped in his chest, and the atmosphere was cramped and ambiguous.
She restrained the evil look in her eyes, put the phone down impatiently, looked the man in the eye, half-closed her eyes, and her black pupils were undisguisedly casual: "Hmm? What do you mean young?"
(End of this chapter)