1705 Sister Nian: Not Young Anymore
After all, Liang Bowen often nagged her about when he would marry Shen Qingqing when she was studying at Rao City High School.
For some reason, she felt a little hot. She raised her hand, but it was put down halfway. Her fingers grabbed the corner of her shirt, but she felt that her reaction was too big, so she immediately let go. After a long time, she controlled her heartbeat and looked away expressionlessly. She said in a low voice, “It’s alright. I’m not young anymore.”
He paused and looked at her in shock.
Qiao Nian was speechless.
She wanted to slap herself. Why couldn’t she control her mouth? She was always led by the nose by him.
Sigh~
But she had already said it. She had to be responsible.
Expressionless, Qiao Nian coughed again and stared at the man in front of her with a magnanimous expression. “I’m 18.”
Ye Wangchuan gradually recovered from his initial shock and looked at her with a burning gaze. His voice was hoarse. “Nian Nian, do you know what you’re saying?”
Hotel, room, evening…
At such a dangerous time and in such a dangerous place, she was discussing the issue of adulthood with him.
Did she trust him a little too much?!
Qiao Nian was also embarrassed, especially since he was asking her directly. She immediately turned her head away, grabbed the stool beside her, and sat down. Then, she picked up the water bottle beside her to hide her embarrassment. “I don’t know. Just pretend I didn’t say anything.”
“Oh.” Instead, Ye Wangchuan smiled and grabbed her wrist. His eyes were as deep as a cold lake, and he resumed his lazy tone. “That won’t do. I heard everything. I’ve said it before.”
Qiao Nian’s wrist burned from his grip. She was about to pull her hand away when he said in his hoarse voice, “Let’s wait a little longer. Wait a little longer. At least until your birthday.”
It was already past October.
November arrived in the blink of an eye.
Qiao Nian’s birthday was in August.
At most, it would only be half a year. It was not long.
“I’ll discuss with the old man about having a big birthday for you and call a few more friends over when you turn 20.”
He tidied the girl’s collar before continuing, “When the time comes, call Qin Si and the others, as well as your classmates like Liang-something and those few people who are good friends with you. Also, your classmates from Qing University, Elder Nie, and that person from the Yuan family… Anyway, let’s gather everyone on your birthday.”
At first, Qiao Nian was quite frustrated. It was mainly because her words had made her mouth a little dry and she felt a little uncomfortable.
Her attention was slightly diverted when Ye Wangchuan mentioned her birthday next year. She was no longer as embarrassed as before.
“I don’t know if I can celebrate my birthday yet. We’ll see when the time comes!”
Ye Wangchuan’s eyes were filled with self-indulgence. He knew that she was taking the opportunity to change the topic, but he followed her intention. “Yes, we’ll see when the time comes. I’ll discuss it with you.”
Qiao Nian relaxed even more. She lowered her shoulders and nodded.
Ye Wangchuan saw that the redness on her earlobe was gradually fading and felt a little regretful. However, he restrained himself and looked away. He said unhurriedly, “By the way, check if you’ve received the remittance on your phone later.”
“Huh?” Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows and asked, “What remittance?”
His gaze fell on her moist lips. He paused for a second before looking away. His Adam’s apple bobbed, and his voice was hoarse and low. “I asked my aunt to transfer the money you spent at the auction to your account.”
