Chapter 993: Chapter 993: Treasure the Journey: Making a Will (3) Chapter 993: Chapter 993: Treasure the Journey: Making a Will (3) Age had never seen Ye Qilan like this before.
Ye Si was always spirited, decisive in business affairs, and tactfully efficient in life.
Ye Qilan was just over thirty, why would he think about writing a will?
“Go to sleep, I’ll finish this cigarette and then head upstairs to rest,” Ye Qilan patted Age’s shoulder gently, clearly wanting so ti alone.
Age’s expression darkened, at tis like these, no matter what he said, Ye Qilan probably wouldn’t listen, would he? Perhaps only Su Hongxing could improve Ye Qilan’s mood.
But could he even talk to Su Hongxing about sothing like this?
“And don’t gossip in front of Amou,” Ye Qilan suddenly added.
With a lump in his throat, Age walked away slowly, vanishing into the darkness. He stood silently until an hour later, he saw Ye Qilan erging from the Apricot Forest.
He wanted to help Ye Qilan with his worries, but how could he assist with sothing like this?
Ye Qilan suddenly ntioned making a will and said so inexplicable things which left him feeling anxious and fearful.
The next morning, Age observed Ye Qilan and found that he was acting completely normal as if last night’s vulnerability had never happened.
And yet, looking at how Ye Qilan treated Su Hongxing tenderly, where was any hint of the previous night’s dejection?
But he also noticed that at so casual monts, Ye Qilan’s emotions were still off, except Ye Qilan didn’t show it in front of Su Hongxing and Little Pudding.
After finishing breakfast, Su Hongxing noticed Ye Qilan was still looking at her, she smiled slightly, “Can you get full just by watching ?”
It wasn’t just at breakfast; since she got up, Ye Qilan had been closely following her, staring at her nonstop. It was as if he wanted to etch her deep into his heart.
“No matter how much I look, it isn’t enough,” Ye Qilan felt there was a kind of affection that couldn’t be expressed with words, just like his feelings for Su Hongxing.
Su Hongxing chuckled, “If I didn’t know you never flirted with won before, I’d think you were a seasoned player.”
In fact, those who were smitten with Ye Qilan were attracted by his good looks. He never coaxed won into happiness, let alone abandoned them after growing tired of their smiles.
He spoke sweet words only to her and to no one else.
Noticing that Ye Qilan was still looking at her, she took his hand and said, “Let’s go, Xiaoqiao is waiting outside.”
There was a press conference to hold today, and after it was over, she would co back and accompany him properly.
“Amou, you are really sweet,” Ye Qilan murmured soundlessly, so sweet that he was thinking if he couldn’t live for long, because he couldn’t bear to part with her, he might want to take her with him.
But Su Hongxing had no idea about the complexities in Ye Qilan’s mind; she was more concerned about Qiao Qiao at the mont.
At ten in the morning, the press conference started on ti.
As Qiao Qiao appeared wearing sunglasses, flashes erupted continuously.
One journalist couldn’t wait to ask, “Miss Qiao, is your romantic relationship with Mr. Ye Shiqing real?”
Other reporters did not lag behind, throwing out their questions, “Miss Qiao, are you really pregnant with Mr. Ye Shiqing’s child?”
Xiaohe stepped forward to maintain order, followed by many security personnel, and the lively press conference gradually quieted down.
When everyone had cald down, Qiao Qiao spoke, “Today, I asked you all to co here just to clarify sothing. Does anyone know a traditional Chinese dicine practitioner who could be invited to take my pulse and check if I am pregnant?”
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