Bo Jingxing returned to his senses and placed his hand on his forehead with a helpless expression. "Are you sure you didn't have any private emotions when you handled this matter?"
He had thought that Ye Wangchuan would deny it. Unexpectedly, he was even calmer than he had imagined. His peach blossom-shaped eyes were deep and unfathomable. They were clear as he said in a low and hoarse voice, "My people were almost bullied. Can't I have emotions?"
"...Your people? You're being angry for a beauty." When Bo Jingxing reacted, he smiled faintly and joked. "Then, shouldn't I address Sister Qiao as Sister-in-law?"
He was joking. He hadn't expected Ye Wangchuan to take this matter seriously.
Unexpectedly.
Ye Wangchuan smiled. He raised his eyebrows and looked at him affectionately. "Not yet. We still have to wait..."
"Wait for what?"
Ye Wangchuan had no intention of hiding anything. He raised his eyes and said lazily, "Wait for me to confess first."
Bo Jingxing:Really?
Was he really going to address her as... Sister-in-law?
The image of the girl's overly young face surfaced in Bo Jingxing's mind. She was wild and awesome, but the problem was that Qiao Nian was only in her third year of high school!
He imagined himself calling a high school girl his sister-in-law, but he couldn't care less about Zhou Wei. He only felt stifled.
Qin Si was wild when forced, but Ye Wangchuan had always been calm. He had also thought about what kind of woman would be worthy of the glamorous Young Master Ye. He had thought that she would at least be at Jiang Xianrou's level. She could play the zither, the chess, the books, and the arts, and she was about the same age. She would be two or three years younger and would have a similar family background...
At that time, he didn't expect a young lady to come from Rao City. She was in her third year of high school and had taken him down so easily.
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