Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 1591 Master Lu: I will take what I want
Qiao Nian: ...

She wanted to slap herself in the mouth.

Tsk, with my stinky mouth, I know that every time I provoke him, it will be no good, so I always pick which pot I don't open and which pot I lift.

Their car was parked on the side of the road, and curious passers-by would look into their car from time to time.

Qiao Nian was silent for a moment, then looked up.

The man seemed to be waiting for her to explain, with one arm resting on the steering wheel, his posture was lazy, and his thin lips were twitching like a half-smile, as if he was waiting for her to explain.

Qiao Nian, who was fully prepared mentally, said in an instant: ...

——She still wants to slap her stinky mouth!

Qiao Nian was silent.

The main thing is that she doesn't know how to deal with this situation. It's okay to let her fight, but let her coax her boyfriend... She thinks it's better to fight.

Qiao Nian's nerves were tense, causing her temples to twitch, and she frowned, "I..."

Ye Wangchuan didn't help her out this time, and he looked very awkward in his leisurely manner.

Qiao Nian took a deep breath, gradually calmed down, pursed her lips, and said, "Let me buy you a present."

She said such a straight-forward sentence, but it caught Ye Wangchuan by surprise.

Buying gifts?
This is... her solution.

Qiao Nian seemed to have found his backbone, and looked at him calmly again, his eyes were clear and bright, and his speech became much smoother: "What kind of gift do you want, I'll find time to buy it for you some other day."

"..."

This kind of "girlfriend is angry, I'll buy her a gift to coax her" sense of sight, even the well-informed Young Master Ye in Beijing City was a little confused by Qiao Nian, and stared at him like a torch for a while. Her throat was dry: "what do you want to buy me?"

"I didn't think about it." The girl saw him admit it very frankly, making it clear that she just said it casually to perfunctory him.

Then, propping his chin, he thought about it thoughtfully, then turned his head and said to him enthusiastically, "How about I send you a red envelope on WeChat, and you can buy it yourself?"

Qiao Nian himself thought this method was quite good.

If she bought it, he might not just like it.

But give him the money and let him buy it, and he will be able to buy exactly what he wants.

Ye Wangchuan was amused by this sense of being taken care of by a rich woman, chuckled lightly, and asked her lazily: "How much do you plan to transfer to me?"

Qiao Nian thought about his usual consumption level, took out his mobile phone, and planned to transfer tens of thousands to him first.

Before she could turn around, the phone was suddenly grabbed by someone.

"No need." The man's voice was deep and hoarse, his handsome face enlarged and he leaned over: "I'll take what I want myself!"

The kiss ends.

Someone even carefully helped her rearrange the seat belt before she sat back satisfied, restarted the car, and said with a smile, "Go back to the Rhine first, and I will accompany you to pick up your things, and then I will take you to Uncle Bo's place."

Qiao Nian reached out to wipe the corner of her lower lip, and the place where her fingertips touched was slightly tingling, no need to look, it must be red.

She pulled down her peaked cap speechlessly, and slumped directly on the passenger seat, not even wanting to say anything: "...uh."

Ye Wangchuan saw that the girl didn't want to talk to him, so he couldn't help but raise his thin lips again. He was in a good mood, and said to her in a low voice: "Next time you meet the Jiang family's second wife, it's not convenient for you to come forward. Just don't come forward, just tell me, and I will help you deal with it."

Qiao Nian's attention was drawn back, she turned her head to look at him, and then slowly retracted her gaze, with a warm current in her heart, she rarely nodded: "En."

After she finished speaking, she pushed the car window up again, and said slowly, "Got it."

(End of this chapter)