Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

After all, when she was studying in Huocheng No. 1 Middle School, Liang Bowen often whispered in her ears about when he planned to marry Shen Qingqing.

She felt a little irritated for no reason. She raised her hand, then put it down halfway. She grabbed the corner of her clothes with her fingers. She felt that her reaction was too great, so she immediately let go. After a long time, she controlled her heartbeat, turned away expressionlessly, and said in a low voice, not too loud, "It's okay, it's not small anymore."

Ye Wangchuan paused and looked at her in astonishment.

Qiao Nian: "..."

She wanted to slap herself in the face, but she couldn't keep her mouth shut. Ye Wangchuan always led her away.

Hiss~

But having said it all, she always speaks responsibly.

Qiao Nian's face was expressionless, and he coughed again, staring at the man in front of him, with a very frank expression: "I am over 18."

Ye Wangchuan gradually regained his senses from the initial shock, looked at her with burning eyes, and his voice became hoarse: "Nian Nian, do you know what you are talking about?"

Hotel, room, evening...

At such a dangerous time and in such a dangerous place, she was discussing with herself the issue of adulthood or not.

Did she trust him a little too much?

Qiao Nian was also embarrassed, especially when he asked herself. She immediately put her head aside, pulled away the stool at hand and sat down. She reached for the water on the side to cover up the embarrassment on her face: "I don't know, just treat me as nothing." Said."

"Well." Ye Wangchuan smiled instead, grabbed her wrist, his eyes were as deep as cold pools, and returned to his lazy tone: "That won't work, I heard it all. I said it, I said it."

Qiao Nian's wrist was so hot that he grabbed it, and he was about to pull out his hand.

Then I heard Ye Wangchuan's restrained and hoarse voice: "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, at least until your birthday."

It's already October this year.

November is about to enter in a blink of an eye.

Qiao Nian's birthday is in August.

All in all, it only takes half a year, not that long.

"When it's your 20th birthday, the old man and I will discuss giving you a college education and inviting a few more friends to come."

Ye Wangchuan stretched out his hand, straightened the girl's collar again, and then continued: "When the time comes, call Qin Si and the others, as well as your classmates, Liang, just those few people who play well with you. Also, There are your classmates here at Qingdao University, Mr. Nie, the one from the Yuan family... Anyway, let's have a good gathering on your birthday."

Qiao Nian was quite agitated at first, mainly because the words she said made her mouth a little dry and made her feel uncomfortable.

When she heard Ye Wangchuan mentioning her birthday next year, her attention was slightly diverted and she was no longer as embarrassed as before.

"I don't know if I can celebrate my birthday yet, I'll see when the time comes!"

There was indulgence in Ye Wangchuan's eyes that he didn't even realize. He knew that she was taking the opportunity to change the subject with him, but he followed her words and said, "Well, we'll see when the time comes and I'll discuss it with you."

Qiao Nian relaxed more and more, lowered her shoulders and nodded.

Ye Wangchuan saw the blush on her earlobes gradually go away, and felt a little regretful, but he restrained himself and looked away, and said to her calmly: "By the way, wait and see if the remittance has been received on your phone."

"Huh?" Qiao Nian raised an eyebrow and asked, "What remittance?"

Ye Wangchuan's eyes fell on her glossy lips, and he paused for a second before moving away. His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his voice was hoarse and low: "You spent one billion at the auction, and I asked my sister-in-law to transfer the money to your account. On."