"Master Jian, please clarify our relationship, so that your suitor, Miss Qiao, will not misunderstand." Ye Wanwan reminded Jian Zhipei seriously.
Qiao Xuemei still felt that something was wrong. Before she could figure it out, Ye Wanwan walked into the elevator and left.
Qiao Xuemei looked up and saw Jian Zhipei staring in the direction of the elevator, with thoughts in his eyes.
"What an uneducated person." Qiao Xuemei could only snort angrily.
Ye Wanwan took a taxi home, feeling the evening wind blowing. Her mind was a little empty and she didn't know what she was thinking.
What Jian Zhipei said about not liking it must be true!
she thought.
At this moment, Ye Wanwan's cell phone rang with a text message. She picked it up and opened it, and an angry curse came into view.
"Smelly girl."
Ye Wanwan suddenly opened her red lips slightly, "Damn, Jian Zhipei sent a message to scold her!"
"Mr. Jian, pay attention to your noble character." Ye Wanwan said back to him.
"You are a heartless person." Jian Zhipei sent another sentence.
"You are right, I am a heartless person. Mr. Jian has seen through me. Don't interact with people like me in the future." Ye Wanwan gave up on herself and did not want to save her image.
"Is liking you a fool?" Jian Zhipei asked her.
At this moment, in a car going back to the villa, Qiao Xuemei was looking at the scenery outside the window, while the man next to her was staring at his phone and sending messages. From time to time, he would twitch the corners of his mouth and have long, well-joined fingers. He was obviously not good at sending messages.
Qiao Xuemei turned her head and noticed that the corners of his mouth were raised. She asked curiously, "Brother Jian, who are you texting with?"
"Friend." Jian Zhipei started.
Qiao Xuemei found that his brows were happy, as if chatting with this friend through text messages made him very happy.
"Which friend?" she asked boldly again.
"You don't know him." After Jian Zhipei finished speaking, he saw something funny again, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
Ye Wanwan’s message, “I said the wrong thing today, please forgive me.”
Ye Wanwan is in the taxi at the moment. No matter how beautiful the sunset outside the window is, she has no intention of looking at it. Instead, her heartstrings are constantly being tightened by an emotion, and she is looking forward to the sound of the message again and again.
What's going on? She was having such a lively chat with Jian Zhipei through text messages?
"No more chatting, I'm home." Ye Wanwan said and put the phone in his bag.
But not long after, she heard the sound of a message, and she accidentally opened her bag, took out her phone, and clicked on the message.
"Being liked is not a bad thing, at least please feel honored."
Ye Wanwan's guard was a little broken. What did this man mean? Did he like her?
We couldn't discuss this topic any further, so Ye Wanwan said, "I'm home."
The man on the other end didn't reply to the message anymore. Ye Wanwan paid and got out of the car. As she was looking down at her phone to go home, she was suddenly stopped by someone.
"Miss Ye, Mrs. Jian wants to see you."
Ye Wanwan looked up and saw that it was the middle-aged bodyguard who came to see her last time. When she heard that Mrs. Jian was looking for her, she almost instinctively held the phone tightly in her hand and hid it behind her back.
"Okay." Ye Wanwan nodded, followed him to the car, and went to a nearby coffee shop.
Old Mrs. Jian was still waiting for her in the box. When Ye Wanwan saw her, she felt uneasy and blamed herself. Just now, she had had coffee with her grandson and exchanged text messages.
"Mrs. Jian." Ye Wanwan greeted.
"Sit down!" Mrs. Jian pointed to the sofa opposite.
Ye Wanwan sat down, and Mrs. Jian asked her directly, "I heard that you lost the heirloom necklace that my grandson gave you, right?"
Ye Wanwan nodded, "Yes, I did lose it, but he didn't give it to me, but I accidentally pulled it from his neck and lost it in my hands."
"Isn't it my grandson's initiative to give it to you?" Mrs. Jian was a little surprised.
Ye Wanwan told how she got the necklace, how she took it out of the country, and then accidentally lost it on the way to Lu's house, "Mrs. Jian, everything is my fault, please don't blame Mr. Jian, he also
I really want to get it back.”
"My grandson bought your father's company and threatened you to return to China. This is his style." Mrs. Jian didn't expect so many things to happen in the meantime.
"Yes, now he has returned the company to my father, and I am assisting him in finding the lost necklace." Ye Wanwan told the truth.
Mrs. Jian is so shrewd, she can see through the essence of anything at a glance. Instead of asking this girl to help find the necklace, grandson should keep her by his side for the reason of finding the necklace!
"Miss Ye, we will pay attention to the information on the second-hand trading market when it comes to looking for family heirlooms. Now, I only want you to do one thing, leave my grandson." Old Mrs. Jian is also a neat person, "I will give you a
Just follow the idea."
Ye Wanwan looked at the gorgeous old lady opposite in astonishment, "What does Mrs. Jian want me to do?"
"Find a boy you know well and bring him to him. Tell him that you love him in front of my grandson. If my grandson doesn't give up, get engaged. I will compensate you for all losses. I said I won't treat you badly.
." Mrs. Jian didn't want her grandson to be sloppy emotionally, because she knew that the girl in front of her was not suitable to be her grandson-in-law.
Ye Wanwan glanced at the mobile phone placed on the table, and something suddenly stung her heart.
But she did not reject the old lady's proposal. She nodded, "Okay, I will do as you say."
"I hope you can act more realistically. My grandson has a very strong ability to understand things. Don't let him see any flaws."
"I will." Ye Wanwan lowered his eyes and nodded.
At this moment, a message came from her mobile phone. She glanced at it and the message appeared on the screen.
"What are you doing?"
The sender of the message is Mr. Jian.
"Okay, I don't blame you for the loss of my family heirloom, because you are not at fault either. Go back!"
Old Mrs. Jian waved her hands.
Ye Wanwan picked up her mobile phone and came out of the coffee shop. The bodyguard wanted to take her home, but she refused.
She walked home and looked at the information on the screen, but she couldn't go back.
She took a deep breath and dialed another person's number.
"Hey! Girl, do you miss me?" There was a clear male voice on the other end.
"Can you help me?" Ye Wanwan said to this person.
"Okay! What's the big deal?"
"Play my boyfriend."
"Okay! I'm good at this kind of thing. Have you met a suitor who is obsessed with you?"
"Don't ask so many questions, I will tell you tomorrow."
"Okay, I'm waiting for your call."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Wanwan took a deep breath. The person she asked for help just now was her childhood friend, the son of her father's friend, and her good buddy.
Just then, her text message rang again. She took a look and saw that it was still from Jian Zhipei.
"Why are you ignoring me?"
Perhaps this man found that texting was fun, so he became addicted to it.
Ye Wanwan continued not to reply, and soon her cell phone rang. The man called after she couldn't get a response.
Ye Wanwan looked at the name on her phone. She pressed mute, sat on a chair in the park, and looked at the vibrating phone with her heartstrings tugged.