Fake daughters are wealthy

When everything was over, she squinted and saw that the time displayed in the lower right corner of the computer had reached 09:30 in the evening.

this late……

Qiao Nian rubbed the back of her swollen neck, got up and packed the computer to go back.

She took off her coat, and when she picked up her coat, she didn't forget to turn on her phone to see if there was any news.

As a result, apart from the messages sent by Gu San and Qin Si asking her if she would go back for dinner, there were no other messages on the phone.

Qiao Nian touched the avatar on the top with her fingertips and clicked in. Their dialogue box was still stuck at [-]:[-] in the morning when Ye Wangchuan asked her if she was still angry.

She frowned rarely, thought for a while, threw the phone back into her pocket temporarily, took her own things and opened the door to go out.

The temperature at night is very low.

Many people from the First Research Institute have already gone back.

But the incandescent lamps in the corridor were still on, illuminating the brightly lit outside of the laboratory as if it were daytime.

She has excellent eyesight, and she can almost see the man leaning against the wall at a glance, and she happens to meet his eyes.

The moment Ye Wangchuan caught her sight, he straightened his legs and walked over, took the bag from her hand naturally, held it in his hand and said: "I have been waiting for you for too long, my phone ran out of battery, so I didn't send you a message. "

Qiao Nian could tell that the clothes he was wearing should be the coats he hadn't changed since he came from Beijing. They were very thin and outlined the silhouette of his shoulders.

She stood there without moving for a while, but frowned.

Ye Wangchuan smiled, holding her bag in one hand, and naturally stretched out the other hand to hold her hand, interspersed with five fingers, and clasped tightly with hers.

"Sorry for being late."

"..."

Ye Wangchuan seemed to see her thoughts, feeling a little helpless and impulsive: "I originally wanted to give you a surprise, but it seems that there is no joy, only surprise."

"How long have you been waiting outside?" Qiao Nian finally spoke, turning her head to look at him.

A pair of clear eyes imprinted his brows and eyes, very beautiful.

When Ye Wangchuan saw himself in her eyes, his anger dissipated, he curled his lips into a smile, never thinking of being an unsung hero: "Six hours."

Qiao Nian's pupils shrank.

"I came here as soon as I landed at [-] o'clock in the afternoon. I thought you would finish at [-] o'clock, so I waited outside... Who knew that you didn't come out until now."

Qiao Nian moved her fingers, she still didn't seem to have much emotion on her face, but in fact the blood flow speeded up significantly: "You can come in and find me."

Ye Wangchuan suddenly lowered his head, breathing close to his breath, his extremely long eyelashes flickered as if they were about to brush her face, "Aren't you still angry with me? I'm here to apologize, and of course the apology must be sincere."

Qiao Nian could see his flawless skin and that striking face up close, and opened his mouth to refute.

However, at this moment, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed her.

A kiss and breathing entanglement, as if thinking about it for a long time.

It wasn't until Qiao Nian's breathing was disturbed that he left slowly, leaving a little distance: "I miss you."

Just a short sentence, across an ocean and a flight distance of more than ten hours.

Qiao Nian's heart skipped a beat, and when his forehead was pressed against his forehead, his breath became warm, and the faint scent of mint lingered on his body.

She heard a chuckle, very light and bewitching.

"Nian Nian, although you are angry, I want to say that I am quite happy. Because you...are actually angry."

"What's the point of being happy when I'm angry?"

Qiao Nian couldn't hold back to answer.

(End of this chapter)