All the blood drained from Hua Ci's face, and her nails dug into her flesh without even noticing: "I...get it."
Ye Lan pretended that nothing happened and cared about her for a few words before hanging up the phone.
Hua Ci mechanically took the phone away from his ear and sat down on the sofa, unable to calm down for a long time.
The girl's eye-catching and arrogant face appeared in her mind again, and she could not connect Qiao Nian with the next generation of the Ye family's mistress.
Qiao Nian is the next generation mistress of the Ye family, which means she is... Ye Wangchuan's fiancée!
Hua Ci's fingers curled up unconsciously again.
She grew up abroad, where they advocated freedom and pursued sincere love. She looked down upon her fiancée's old-fashioned ways.
She knew that Ye Wangchuan had a fiancée who had been engaged since childhood, but she had never met her, so she always thought she was not her.
When this person actually appeared in front of her, the impact was too great.
It was only at this moment that Hua Ci realized his feelings. In fact, he had strange feelings for his 'brother' whom he had not seen a few times since he was a child.
The expression on her face was a little sad, and her whole body was very fragile in the shadows under the light, but in her heart, an unreasonable thought emerged uncontrollably - Qiao Nian was not worthy of Ye Wangchuan.
Hua Ci couldn't control the thought that was gradually growing in her heart. She grabbed her phone, half of her face shrouded in shadow, and sent a worded message to editor Ye Wangchuan.
She wrote a long paragraph, probably explaining what happened tonight, saying that she didn't know Qiao Nian's identity at first, but she didn't bully him, and hoped he wouldn't misunderstand her. In the end, she didn't care.
I asked if all domestic girls are more sensitive, or if girls in this grade are prone to misunderstandings.
She still used the playful tone that she has always been good at, with just the right amount of tone, a more cheerful tone that was somewhere between a friend and a neighbor sister.
However, not long after she sent this text message, she received a call from Ye Wangchuan.
Hua Ci's heartbeat was beating like a drum. He stood up nervously and walked around twice before answering with excitement: "Hey, Wang Chuan."
The voice on the other end of the phone is quite noisy, and Ye Wangchuan should be outside.
She was about to say: "Don't worry, I'm fine. I'll explain it to you to avoid any misunderstanding. I really didn't bully your girlfriend... I don't know why she didn't let me bandage and change her dressing later. You want to
Why don't you call me to coax you?"
Normally when faced with her half-joking tone, a man would be too polite to say anything.
But what is unexpected is.
Ye Wangchuan's low-pitched voice with unknown meaning came from the other end of the phone, as if wrapped in a layer of frost and sending out a dull warning: "When will it be your turn to take care of my affairs?"
"Wanchuan?" Hua Ci froze on the spot.
Ye Wangchuan's casual tone came: "The Ye family raised you, and when you grow up, you help do whatever you can. I think this is a fair deal. But since you can't figure out your identity, then I
Let's be direct. From now on, you only need to contact my sister-in-law. You are the daughter of her old friend, and I respect her life as an elder. As for others, you don't need to contact me anymore. Except for my sister-in-law's own private funding, the Ye Family Association
Withdraw all funding from you!”
Hua Ci's eyes widened, and a cold air rushed from the soles of her feet to her brain, making her feel like she had fallen into an ice cellar. She gritted her teeth and clenched her phone: "I didn't do anything wrong!"