"For the sake of your hard work..." Lan Xichen touched his red and swollen lips bitten by her, and said with a compassionate tone, "I will decide the time."
"Really? That's great!" Frankly speaking, Ye Qiaoxi didn't expect him to agree so happily. It seems that yesterday's decision that hated him can be slightly modified.
At this time, the contents of the gossip magazine quickly appeared in her mind, and she suddenly turned around to face him, her expression serious and serious, "Lan Xichen, do you know Zuo Qing?"
The person driving the car frowned, "Why are you asking?" He saw the strange expression on her face and raised the corner of his mouth, "Are you jealous?"
Is his answer considered acquiescence?
Ye Qiaoxi suddenly drooped his head weakly like a flower that had withered in the sun, "It seems that the rumors are all true."
Lan Xichen glanced at her with a resentful expression and said, "You are not in love with me, are you?"
She sat next to her and beat her chest as if she didn't hear her, "What a flower! What a flower!"
Hearing the implication in her words, Lan Xichen frowned, "Ye Qiaoxi, what do you mean?"
"Oh my god, my goddess!"
Lan Xichen finally understood. He suddenly pinched her small chin and approached her with a terrifying expression, "You mean, I'm not worthy of Zuo Qing?"
Ye Qiaoxi nodded sharply.
Just as he was about to say something, the phone rang, "Grandpa, um, we're almost there."
"Grandpa, what do you want from us?" Ye Qiaoxi liked Lan Xichen, this kind and funny grandpa very much, and he spoke more affectionately without realizing it.
"I don't know. Grandpa didn't say anything on the phone. He just asked me to take you home for dinner."
"oh."
After the car drove up Yangmingshan, Ye Qiaoxi saw the Lan family villa and the rows of cool and luxurious cars parked at the door.
"This is..." She looked at Lan Xichen in confusion.
"Damn it, grandpa is playing tricks again!" Lan Xichen cursed and looked up to see the butler Ansen walking towards him.
"Master, I have been waiting for you for a long time."
Lan Xichen quietly held Ye Qiaoxi's hand and whispered in her ear, "You will stay with me later and don't face anyone alone."