"Does it matter if she’s older than you? Just look at how you seem much older yourself. Miss Wen looks at least ten years younger than you, yet you still mind that she’s actually older? Miss Wen is a woman with high standards; whether she’ll fancy you depends on whether you have the charm..."
Ye Qilan said this as instructed by Su Hongxing, but didn’t hear Sheng Yalun speak for a while.
Thinking Sheng Yalun disliked Wen Baobao being older than him, he said, "Forget it, a forced lon isn’t sweet. Since you don’t want to, I’ll explain it to my wife."
"Qilan, where is Miss Wen? I’d like to et her," Sheng Yalun responded after a mont of silence.
He thought he might never see Wen Baobao in his lifeti, but unexpectedly, there was such an opportunity; this was quite interesting.
"Are you sure you want to et her? Weren’t you just saying she’s older than you?" Ye Qilan was a bit surprised.
"I was rely stating a fact, not expressing distaste for Miss Wen. Qilan, your wording was inappropriate," Sheng Yalun replied indifferently.
Ye Qilan didn’t say anything further. After hanging up, he sent Sheng Yalun the address, advising him not to be overly deliberate when eting Wen Baobao and to act naturally.
Ye Qilan completed the task assigned by Su Hongxing and eagerly sought recognition from Su Hongxing.
"I hadn’t considered this issue earlier; so Sheng Yalun is actually younger than Wen Baobao." Su Hongxing was also a bit surprised.
"From Yalun’s tone, he seems quite interested in Wen Baobao."
Su Hongxing pursed her lips and smiled, "Whether they end up together or not, I think it’s quite interesting." Especially given that Sheng Yalun is excellent and surrounded by nurous outstanding won pursuing him, and yet he finds himself intrigued by an older Wen Baobao—doesn’t that make it amusing?
Qiao Qiao received the news and was also very excited. Not because of Sheng Yalun’s interest in Wen Baobao, but because she felt that even Sheng Yalun taking the initiative to want to et Wen Baobao proved Wen Baobao’s charm.
This way, Wen Baobao shouldn’t have difficulty finding true love in the future; there are always n with great insight in this world.
While she was buzzing with excitent, there was a commotion in the living room. She peeked out and saw Ye Shiqing entering with a suitcase and a woman in military attire alongside.
Suddenly, she hesitated about going downstairs. While she and Ye Shiqing were in a cold war, Ye Shiqing had gone on a business trip, and they were still not reconciled.
If she appeared recklessly, and Ye Shiqing was unwilling to speak to her, how awkward would that be?
At that mont, the Little Baozi in her arms suddenly babbled excitedly, and Ye Qilan knew she was upstairs.
Upon hearing the child’s voice, Ye Shiqing called loudly, "Xiaoqiao, there’s a guest, co downstairs."
Ye Shiqing actively speaking to her made Qiao Qiao feel flattered. She hurried downstairs, and Ye Shiqing shook his head, saying, "Walk slower, don’t trip."
Qiao Qiao slowed down as she approached Ye Shiqing, "While you were away these past few days, our son kept looking for you."
"And what about you?" Ye Shiqing asked, his gaze intense.
Qiao Qiao blushed, glanced at the female officer, and changed the subject, "Who is this?"
"This is my forr comrade-in-arms, Luo Juan." After introducing Luo Juan, Ye Shiqing then introduced Qiao Qiao to Luo Juan: "This is my wife, Qiao Qiao."
Luo Juan scrutinized Qiao Qiao with a discerning look for a mont before extending her hand, "Hello, Miss Qiao."
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