Ye Wangchuan saw that the room was filled with paper balls. Then, he looked at the messy items on her study table. They seemed to be tools for drawing. However, he didnât ask anything. It was as if he didnât see anything. He lowered his head and said with a focused and unquestionable gaze, âLukewarm.â
âAh.â When Qiao Nian took the cup, she realized that it was not the iced drink she wanted and was slightly disappointed.
Ye Wangchuan walked past her and said, âHave you forgotten the last time you had your cramps during your period? Thereâs still a week left. Iâve asked the doctor. You canât have anything cold this week, so I didnât add ice to your drink.â
When he spoke about this, his expression was especially natural. He was calm and composed without any abnormalities.
Qiao Nianâs beautiful black eyes looked at him for a long time, but she was unable to say anything. She pulled her shoulders down, considered it a form of surrender, and held the cup as she followed him back. She said, âAlright. Is this sweet?â
She didnât like sweet drinks. Even Gu San knew this habit.
How could Ye Wangchuan not know this habit of hers? A person who didnât even like to drink milk tea would not tolerate other sweet drinks.
âItâs not really sweet.â
This was the first time Ye Wangchuan had described the taste of sour plum juice to a girl. It was the first time he felt something new. âItâs sour and only with a mildly sweet aftertaste. Try it. If you donât like it, donât drink it. Iâll get Gu San to send you another cup of lemon waterâ¦â
Qiao Nian looked up at him and sat on the chair. She held the mug with both hands and took a small sip.
Just as he had said, it was a little sour in the mouth, but it left a sweet and pleasant taste. It tasted pretty good.
âItâs alright.â Her brows relaxed and her beautiful black eyes looked up. She seemed to be in a much better mood. She curled her lips and said reluctantly, âIt should taste better with some ice.â
Ye Wangchuan automatically ignored her words. He could already see that the laptop on her table had a drawing software open.
However, it was different from the drawing software on his laptop. The drawing software on Qiao Nianâs notebook seemed to be more professional.
He only took a glance before looking away. Then, he looked at the girl sitting lazily on the chair and drinking sour plum juice. He said in a low voice, âGrandpa sent me a message just now.â
Qiao Nian took a cup of water and relaxed. The moment she relaxed, she felt a little sleepy.
Hearing his low and seductive voice, she casually raised her head and tilted it as if waiting for him to continue.
âHe told me to work hard.â Ye Wangchuan chuckled. His eye-catching face was especially charming. He looked at the girl with his bottomless eyes and was a little focused. âI think heâs afraid that Iâll⦠become a freeloader.â
Huh?
Qiao Nian finally perked up in her sleepiness. She casually glanced at him and asked frankly, âYou want to live off someone?â
Ye Wangchuan was speechless.
Qiao Nian sized him up again and retracted her gaze. She returned to her lazy and devilish self and said frankly, âItâs better not to think about it. I canât afford to raise you.â
He was the heir of the Ye family in Beijing and the boss of the Ninth Branch. She had some money, but it would be difficult for her to support Ye Wangchuan.
Moreover, from the decorations in Rhine Apartment, it could be seen how much money he could spend. The couch downstairs easily cost a seven-figure sum.
The hairdryer in her room would be a six-figure sum.
It wasnât that she was being modest. He was, in fact, pretty hard to raise. At least, he wasnât the kind of man who could eat pickled vegetables.