Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

She might as well not reply and let them guess. At most, she would be labeled by Guan Van as someone who had abandoned her after getting a relationship.

If she replied, with this group of gossipy people's personalities, they might ask her to clarify things before giving up.

Qiao Nian put down her phone.

The coupe suddenly stopped at the side of the road.

Ye Wangchuan stopped the car and handed her a beautifully wrapped black box.

"What is this?" Qiao Nian saw the ribbon bow on the box and reached out to take it, looking stunned.

Ye Wangchuan's eyes darkened and he said in a low voice, "Open it and take a look."

Qiao Nian pursed her lips and opened the bow. She tore open the outer packaging and opened the wooden box, finding a fountain pen inside.

The fountain pen was completely black. She didn't know what material it was made of, but it was cold to the touch and made of sand. It looked expensive.

"Pen?"

"Yes." Ye Wangchuan held the box for her and asked her to open the pen cap to take a look. "I've prepared an assessment gift for you. Time was tight, so I picked this one for now. I'll get you something else when we return to Beijing."

Qiao Nian's eyelashes drooped. She unscrewed the cap of the pen and took a look. The tip of the pen was glowing silver. It was obvious that it was a handicraft.

She estimated that writing with this fountain pen would feel very smooth.

Qiao Nian accepted the pen and placed it back into the box. She looked up, the anger in her eyes dissipating, leaving only some unknown emotion. "Actually, you didn't have to prepare this for me. I..."

Ye Wangchuan took the box from her and put it back. He lowered his eyes and smiled, like a March breeze. "1 wanted to."

Qiao Nian didn't know how to answer and subconsciously raised her hand to pull her cap, but a hand grabbed her wrist in advance.

The man's palm was burning hot as he gradually approached her. Qiao Nian leaned back until her back was pressed against the driver's seat. She instinctively tensed her back muscles and looked to the side...

Their breaths intertwined.

Ye Wangchuan took off her baseball cap. His fingertips ran through the girl's thick black hair, and his eyes were as dark as the night sky as he stared at her. He suddenly said in a low voice, "Nian Nian, when do you plan to consider your marriage?"

"Huh?" Qiao Nian hadn't been looking at him, but now her gaze shot back at him. Her clear eyes were stunned.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Ye Wangchuan pulled her closer and sighed. "I can't wait any longer."

When he saw Zhou Zhou just now, he suddenly felt that Qiao Nian had always been like a fog that he couldn't hold on to. He thought that he had her, but he often worried about losing her.

"God Qiao, I've overestimated

myself." Ye Wangchuan's lips curved

up, and his eyes were smiling, but his voice was low and hoarse, as if he was sighing and mocking his confidence. He smiled bitterly as he looked at the girl. He couldn't bear to force her, but he was also afraid of losing her. The feeling of loss made him feel as if he was in a world of ice and fire. "I thought I could wait a little longer, but I wasn't as calm as I thought."

Qiao Nian finally understood. Previously, her face was expressionless. Now, her eyes flickered, but she didn't say anything.

Instead, she suddenly hooked her arm around the man's neck, looked up, and kissed him with her slightly cold lips.

She was not a good student.

At the very least, she was not a good student in this aspect.

Her kiss was arrogant and surly.

But firm and loyal.

In the beginning, Ye Wangchuan couldn't keep up with the rhythm. But later on, he was completely infatuated by her. The temperature in the car kept rising.