Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

On Qiao Nian's left was Mr. Ye, and on his right was Ye Qichen who had taken a seat early. There was only one seat left next to Ye Lan.

Ye Qichen had been staring at him with great vigilance since he came in. He even grabbed the edge of the table with both hands, for fear that his uncle would shamelessly steal his seat.

Fortunately, Ye Wangchuan glanced at him, and consciously pulled away the chair next to Ye Lan and sat down. The corners of his lips curled up nicely, and he glanced at Ye Qichen who was relaxing. His voice was rough and a bit lazy: "Did you get a gift?"

Ye Qichen immediately held the game disc Qiao Nian gave him in his arms, pursed his lips and remained silent.

Ye Wangchuan naturally put the car keys on the table and raised his eyebrows. Seeing his reaction, he smiled slightly: "I accompanied your sister to pick them out."

Murder and heart-wrenching!

Ye Qichen's expression almost broke. He looked at him for a moment, then turned around and muttered to his grandmother, "I'm going to get my hair cut."

He doesn’t want his uncle anymore!

He wanted to murder his own uncle.

Ye Lan didn't understand what he meant by getting his hair cut on the second day of the first lunar month. He touched the top of his head and coaxed him: "Why do you want to get your hair cut all of a sudden? Your hair isn't long."

"I'm going anyway." Ye Qichen felt gloomy and extremely depressed.

Qiao Nian saw his depressed mood, glanced in the direction of someone, and said disapprovingly: "Why are you bullying a kid?"

Ye Qichen's eyes turned red on the spot and he almost burst into tears immediately.

But before he could give his uncle some eye drops, he heard his uncle's cool voice reminding him: "We will stay in Beijing for a few more days. If you want to come to the Rhine, think about it before crying."

devil!

Ye Qichen puffed up his cheeks and glared at him fiercely.

Ye Wangchuan looked back at him calmly, as if to say, "You continue."

Ye Qichen immediately moved his eyes away with an expressionless expression, closing his red eyes as if he was about to cry.

He also wanted to go and play with his sister, so he definitely couldn't offend his uncle, otherwise with how bad he was, he would probably lock himself out and not let him in.

He thought so in his heart, and clenched his little fists angrily and made up his mind that he must get a haircut on the second day of the first lunar month this year.

Deal with the short position!

Get a bald haircut!

"Ahem." At this time, Mr. Ye coughed, breaking the glaring atmosphere between the two of them. He turned to the others and said, "It's almost time to serve the food."

"Let me scream." Ye Lan took the initiative.

She pressed the brass bell in the private room that urged the dishes.

After a while, the waiter brought the dishes in one by one, filling a large table.

"Put this over there." Ye Wangchuan saw the spicy chicken ordered by Mr. Ye, and directed the person who served it to place it in front of Qiao Nian.

Mr. Ye glanced at his grandson with a half-smile, and said to the waiter: "Well, put it here for Nian Nian, she likes to eat it."

Qiao Nian once again felt the eyes in the private room falling on her, and they wanted to pierce her with all kinds of probing and looking at her.

She was not used to this kind of family dinner.

But he still sat there politely and waited for Mr. Ye to start talking about eating before he moved his chopsticks and focused on eating.

She really doesn't talk much.

Even if the rest of the Ye family were curious, they couldn't find a topic for a while, but they were all looking at Qiao Nian.

Finally, someone took the lead to break the deadlock: "Is this... Wangchuan's girlfriend? She looks like a pretty girl. Why didn't you bring her back to see her?"

Before Ye Wangchuan answered, he played with the cup on his hand and his expression became playful.