Fortunately, Qiao Nian didn't care. She was only surprised for a moment. She then put down her chopsticks and replied politely, "No."
"No?" Ye Lan's mouth moved subconsciously. It was obvious that she cared about the answer to that question. Her eyes unconsciously floated in her nephew's direction. It was like she was calling him unreliable.
Ye Wangchuan was calm and ignored her gaze. Without hesitation, he helped Qiao Nian turn up the air conditioner in the private room by one degree. He then put down the remote control calmly and relaxedly. Ye Wangchuan felt more at ease.
Old Master Ye didn't give up. "What's your type, then?"
Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows in surprise. She wondered why he cared so much about whether she had a boyfriend or not and the type of guys she liked.
She lowered her eyes and thought carefully. She thought for a long time before turning her head and suddenly looked at the little guy next to her. Her black eyes narrowed earnestly as she said, "Someone like Chen Chen?"
Ye Qichen didn't expect Qiao Nian to say that she liked guys like him. He clasped the corner of his clothes excitedly, and his small face turned crimson in an instant. It was like he was turning into a ripe apple. He turned so red, steam almost came out of his ears.
Even so, his eyes flashed brightly. Unable to control his happiness, he whispered weakly, "I also prefer girls like Sister."
In the end, he took a brief glance at Qiao Nian, nodded weakly, and said, "I like Sister the most."
As he said that, he lowered his head shyly. The pink blush spread from his face all the way to his neck, showing his shyness.
Haha! Ye Wangchuan squinted his eyes slightly and put his hand on the table. He casually plucked at the beads on his wrist and said carelessly, "I seem to remember you saying that you have no interest in girls?"
"No interest in girls?" Qiao Nian was surprised.
Ye Qichen raised his head abruptly and stared at his uncle with his dark eyes. When Qiao Nian looked at him, he immediately put up a cute expression. His eyebrows moved slightly and he said, "Oh, I was young at that time. I was young and ignorant. I wasn't as sensible as you, uncle."
The housekeeper couldn't help but let out a chuckle.
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