Chapter 5829 Of course I didn’t want to risk Miss Qiao
Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes and observed him for a while. She gave up after seeing that his mood was stable and his mind was peaceful. He was indeed not affected by Sai Lan.
Ordinarily, Ye Wangchuan had already told her, and she should have nothing to doubt... But the inexplicable intuition in Qiao Nian's heart did not disappear because of this, and was still stuck in her heart like a fishbone.
"So you have nothing to hide from me?"
"What is hiding something?"
Ye Wangchuan did not answer directly for a good reason: "I don't know what kind of concealment you are referring to."
Qiao Nian frowned, still thinking about classification.
I heard him chuckle lightly: "If not telling God Qiao whether I drank tea or coffee tonight can be considered a secret, then I really didn't explain it clearly."
"...Speak nicely."
Ye Wangchuan put his hands on both sides of her, hugged her into his arms, leaned over and whispered softly: "I will send you an itinerary every day from now on, and I promise to report and prepare my itinerary."
Qiao Nian could feel his gentle breathing, and turned away uncomfortably: "I didn't mean that."
Ye Wangchuan: "I want to tell you."
The girl stood up and pushed him away, returning to normal: "Whatever you want."
Not far away, Ji Lin hurriedly followed, followed behind and asked, "Does Miss Qiao want a midnight snack? I'll prepare it."
Only then did Qiao Nian remember that there was a third person in the living room just now. Her temples suddenly felt swollen and painful. She jumped wildly a few times. She raised her hand and pressed the brim of her peaked cap and walked forward: "What's the late night snack?"
"We have both Chinese and Western food, as well as snacks and snacks." Ji Lin followed quickly and said businesslikely, "Let me inform you."
Ye Wangchuan looked at the two people getting further away, and slowly suppressed the warmth in his eyes. He pinched the edge of the mask he had been holding in his hand, pressed it hard towards the sharp point, and raised a smile at the corner of his lips. With a vague arc, he turned around and went into the kitchen to make midnight snacks by himself.
...When Qiao Nian left the mansion under the escort of Ji Lin and returned to the mansion, he saw Ye Wangchuan sitting on the sofa and taking out a cigarette from his pocket.
"Back?"
"Master Wan."
Ji Lin walked over quickly, clasping his hands in front of him, standing obediently and peeking at the man sitting on the sofa.
The man did not use a lighter to light the cigarette in his hand, but turned it around and played with it. His usual lazy smile was gone, and even his deep eyes were extremely cold.
"I asked you to prepare, are you ready?"
Ji Lin quickly raised his head and then lowered it: "Ready."
"Yes." Ye Wangchuan responded, holding the unlit cigarette in his hand and bending it down: "Let's start tomorrow."
"Master Wan." Ji Lin saw him throwing the broken Marlboro into the trash can. He bit the tip of his tongue and tried to muster up the courage: "Are you really not going to tell Miss Qiao? Miss Qiao has already suspected it. In fact, you can... …”
Ye Wangchuan interrupted him: "What can I do? Let her go."
Ji Lin's expression changed slightly and he immediately denied: "That's not what I meant. Of course I didn't want to risk Miss Qiao..."
Ye Wangchuan stood up and poured himself a glass of water: "You are not allowed to tell her until the matter is over. This is an order."
The expression on Ji Lin's face changed again and again, and he opened his mouth to explain that he really didn't mean that, and that he didn't mean to risk Miss Qiao.
When he said it, he felt quite hypocritical. When he stopped Master Wan from doing it, did he really not want to tell Miss Qiao for a moment and let Miss Qiao do it for Master Wan?
He arched his back and responded heavily: "Yes."