Fake daughters are wealthy

Chapter 1704 Sister Nian: It's not underage

After all, when she was studying in No. [-] middle school around the city, Liang Bowen often whispered in her ear about when he planned to marry Shen Qingqing and so on.

She was inexplicably agitated, raised her hand, put it down halfway, grabbed the corner of her clothes with her fingers, and felt that her reaction was too big, so she immediately let go.After a long time, after she controlled her heartbeat, she turned her face away expressionlessly, and said in a very low voice, "It's okay, it's not too small."

Ye Wangchuan paused, and looked at her in astonishment.

Qiao Nian: "..."

She wanted to slap herself in the face, but she just couldn't control her mouth, and Ye Wangchuan would lead her by the nose every time.

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But having said all that, she has always spoken responsibly.

Qiao Nian coughed again with a blank face, staring at the man in front of him with a very candid expression: "I'm over 18."

Ye Wangchuan gradually regained his sense from the initial astonishment, looked at her with burning eyes, and his voice became hoarse: "Nian Nian, do you know what you are talking about?"

Hotel, room, evening...

Such a dangerous time, such a dangerous place, she was here to discuss with herself the issue of being an adult.

Did she trust him a little too much!

Qiao Nian was also embarrassed, especially when he asked herself, she immediately turned her head away, sat down on the stool beside her, and reached out to pick up the water beside her to hide the embarrassment on her face: "I don't know, just pretend that I have nothing. said."

"Hmm." Ye Wangchuan smiled instead, grabbed her wrist, his eyes were as deep as a pool of cold, and he resumed his lazy tone: "That's no good, I've heard it all. If you say it, you've said it."

Qiao Nian's wrist was so hot that he grabbed it, and he was about to withdraw his hand.

Ye Wangchuan restrained his hoarse voice again: "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, at least until your birthday."

October has passed this year.

It's almost November.

Qiao Nian's birthday is in August.

It's only half a year, not long.

"After your 20th birthday, I will discuss with the old man about hosting a college student for you, and call a few more friends."

Ye Wangchuan stretched out his hand, straightened the girl's collar again, and then continued: "When the time comes, call Qin Si and the others, as well as your classmates, Liang, etc., just those few people who play well with you. There are your classmates from Tsinghua University, Mr. Nie, the one from the Yuan family... In short, everyone has a good get-together on your birthday."

Qiao Nian was quite dry at first, mainly because of what he said, his mouth was a little dry and he felt uncomfortable.

Now when she heard Ye Wangchuan mentioning her birthday next year, she was slightly distracted, not as embarrassed as before.

"I don't know that I can't celebrate my birthday, let's see when the time comes!"

Ye Wangchuan's eyes were full of indulgence that he didn't realize. He knew that she was taking the opportunity to change the topic with him, but he followed her words: "Well, we'll see when the time comes, and I'll discuss it with you."

Qiao Nian became more relaxed, lowered her shoulders, and nodded.

Seeing the blush on her earlobe gradually fading, Ye Wangchuan felt a little regretful, but he restrained his gaze away, and said to her unhurriedly: "By the way, wait to see if you have received the remittance on your mobile phone."

"En?" Qiao Nian raised his eyebrows and asked again, "What remittance?"

Ye Wangchuan's eyes fell on her moist lips, he paused for a second, and then moved away, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, and his voice was hoarse and low: "Your auction will cost one billion, I will ask my sister-in-law to transfer the money to your account up."