On the left of Qiao Nian is Mr. Ye, and on the right is Ye Qichen, who had taken his seat early, and there is only one seat left next to Ye Lan.
Ye Qichen has been staring at him vigilantly since he came in, and quietly grasped the edge of the table with both hands, for fear that his little uncle would shamelessly steal his seat.
Fortunately, Ye Wangchuan glanced at him, consciously dragged away the chair next to Ye Lan and sat down, the corners of his lips curled up in a nice curve, and glanced at the relaxed Ye Qichen, his voice was clear and a little lazy: "Have you received a gift?"
Ye Qichen immediately hugged the game disc that Qiao read to him in his arms, pursed the corners of his mouth and remained silent.
Ye Wangchuan naturally put the car keys on the table, raised his eyebrows, saw his reaction, and smiled slightly: "I accompanied your sister to pick it."
Killing and punishing!
Ye Qichen's expression almost collapsed. After looking at him for a moment, he turned around and said to his grandmother in a muffled voice, "I'm going to get a haircut."
He doesn't want his little uncle anymore!
He was going to murder his uncle.
Ye Lan didn't understand what he meant by cutting his hair on the second day of the first lunar month, so he touched the top of his head and coaxed him: "Why do you want to cut your hair all of a sudden? Your hair isn't long."
"I'm going anyway." Ye Qichen was depressed, extremely depressed.
Qiao Nian saw his depressed mood, glanced in the direction of someone, and said disapprovingly, "What do you do to bully children."
Ye Qichen's eyes were red on the spot, and he almost burst into tears immediately.
But before he had time to apply eye drops to his uncle, he heard his uncle's cool voice reminding him: "We still have to stay in Beijing for a few days. If you want to come to the Rhine to play, think about it before crying."
devil!
Ye Qichen puffed up his cheeks and gave him a hard look.
Ye Fanchuan returned his gaze calmly, as if to say 'you continue'.
Ye Qichen moved his eyes expressionlessly, and put away the red corners of his eyes as if he was about to cry.
He still wants to go to play with his sister, and he must not offend his little uncle, otherwise, with his viciousness, it is very likely that he will shut himself out and not let him in.
Thinking so in his heart, he still clenched his fists and made up his mind angrily. He must have his hair cut on the second day of the first month of this year.
Adjust your size!
Get a bald head!
"Cough cough." At this moment, Old Man Ye coughed, breaking the staring atmosphere between the two of them, then turned to the others and said, "It's almost time for the food to be served."
"I'll call." Ye Lan took the initiative.
She pressed the copper bell in the private room to urge the dishes.
After a while, the waiter brought in the dishes one by one, filling a large table.
"Put this over there." Ye Fanchuan saw that the spicy chicken ordered by Old Man Ye ordered the person who served it to put it in front of Qiao Nian.
Grandpa Ye glanced at his grandson with a half-smile, and said to the person who served the dishes: "Well, it's here for Niannian, she likes to eat."
Qiao Nian once again felt the gazes in the private room falling on her body, all kinds of probing and sizing wanted to see through her.
She is not used to this kind of family dinner.
But he still sat there politely, and waited for Mr. Ye to start talking about eating before moving his chopsticks and focusing on eating.
She really doesn't talk much.
The rest of the Ye family couldn't find a topic for a while even though they were curious, but they all looked at Qiao Nian.
Finally someone took the lead to break the deadlock: "This is... Wang Chuan's girlfriend? A pretty girl, why didn't you bring her back to see her?"
Ye Wangchuan hadn't answered the call yet, playing with the cup on hand, his expression became playful.