"You mean I'm lousy?" Qin Si clearly couldn't accept this. He placed his hands on his hips self-righteously. "Then, how come Sister Qiao can carry me?"
Zhang Yang was speechless.
Of course, a hidden-level big shot like Miss Qiao could carry Young Master Qin, who was addicted to suicide. He, on the other hand, was not a big shot. Young Master Qin was like a suicide squad when he played games. Zhang Yang wasn't a big shot in the game. How could he carry him?
"You still refuse to admit that you're lousy..." Qin Si turned his attention to Ye Wangchuan after muttering.
He saw that the man was leaning lazily on the leather sofa and about to sink into it. His strong waist and long legs were especially eye-catching.
He couldn't help but think of the flight attendant who had tried her best to speak to them. She looked average but was quite confident. She flirted with Master Wang like a comedian.
He clicked his tongue and thought of Qiao Nian, then asked, "Master Wang, has Sister Qiao arrived at the hotel?"
"Yeah."
Ye Wangchuan put down his phone and looked at him with his dark eyes. He said lazily, "She went to visit Aunt Chen."
Qin Si thought about who Aunt Chen was before remembering. "Oh, is that Aunt Chen who helped her when she was young?"
"Yes." Ye Wangchuan straightened and bent to pick up the glass on the table. He swirled it and took a sip of water.
Then, he casually put it down again.
His action caused Qin Si to notice the paper bag on the table. He craned his neck curiously and asked, "By the way, Master Wang, I haven't asked you yet. What's in this paper bag? You specially brought it out in the morning. What's in it? Sister Qiao's things?"
"Her express delivery. She left the house before it arrived," Ye Wangchuan answered casually.
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