After he called out to Qiao Nian, he seemed to have only just noticed the man beside him. His expression changed from when he was blushing earlier, and his mood instantly dropped by more than one level. He pursed his lips and said reluctantly, "Uncle."
His differential treatment was too obvious!
Ye Lan also saw the person at the door. She smiled and quickly greeted, "Nian Nian, Wangchuan, you're here. I've been waiting for you for half a day. Come and sit down."
Ye Wangchuan walked in front and took off the scarf around his neck. He chuckled and said, "We were delayed by a traffic jam."
He casually placed his scarf on the back of the chair and pulled out the chair beside Ye Qichen. He greeted Old Master Ye, who was sitting upright. "Grandpa."
"Yes," Old Master Ye glanced at him and replied calmly.
His burning gaze was mainly focused on Qiao Nian, who was beside him.
