Ye Wangchuan looked at her slouching on the sofa and raised his overly beautiful face. She even asked himself lazily what was wrong. He lowered his eyes and chuckled very attractively. "Nothing's wrong. But haven't you always called me Brother Ye?"
His voice was low and deep. He was already very charming without deliberately lowering his voice. Now, Qiao Nian seriously suspected that he was doing this on purpose!
She pursed her lips. The brown sugar water suddenly stopped being sweet. To hide her frustration, she lowered her head and took two sips. Then, she raised her head and composed herself before replying, "I also called you Uncle like Chen Chen does."
In other words, if he felt that something was wrong, she could call him Uncle.
