The Prince Regent’s Violent Medical Consort Chapter 1590: Xia Wan’er Chapter 98

Chapter 1590 Xia Wan'er Chapter 98

The truth in Qiao Mingye's eyes, if Xia Wan'er hadn't heard the whole thing just now, he would definitely be deceived by him.

"Your trick of removing grinding and killing donkeys is really common." Yuan Qingzhou chuckled lightly.

Qiao Mingye spread his hands in disapproval and said, "I think you look like a donkey."

Xia Wan'er held her forehead and couldn't bear to complain about these two men who were obviously charming and handsome, but looked very childish at this time.

She herself was very upset. What she didn't expect was that Yuan Qingzhou was actually invited by Qiao Mingye, and when she woke up, the two of them didn't have any communication.

Looking at these two now, they seem like playmates from childhood to adulthood, and they like to bicker when they meet.

She couldn't do anything to Qiao Mingye, she didn't know how to respond to him or reject him.

As she shook her head, Qiao Mingye put his arms around her shoulders and said to Yuan Qingzhou.

"Let's go and have dinner."

"I have to pick up someone, you go first, just send me the address later." Yuan Qingzhou looked at the time and said.

Qiao Mingye nodded and dragged Xia Wan'er away first: "Let's meet at our old place then."

"Aren't we going to pick him up directly with him?" Xia Wan'er realized that she hadn't officially thanked Yuan Qingzhou yet, and when she turned around, there was still Yuan Qingzhou.

Qiao Mingye put her bag in the back seat and protected her head. When she sat in the co-pilot, she closed the door gently and went around to the driver's seat to sit down.

"No, I'll see you soon anyway."

"Why, do you know the person he wants to pick up?" It was the first time that Xia Wan'er saw a look of fear in Qiao Mingye's eyes, she put away her jacket, and she asked casually.

Qiao Mingye suddenly approached her and smiled, "Come here."

Xia Wan'er, who was next to the car window, was stunned for a moment, then moved towards him stiffly: "What's wrong."

Qiao Mingye smiled, stretched out his hand to pull the co-pilot's seat belt, and said lightly, "I know the person he's going to pick up. It's a troublesome person. It's better for you to have less contact with her."

"Oh."

When he said that, Xia Wan'er became curious.

But seeing that Qiao Mingye doesn't seem to want to mention it, she doesn't want to ask any more. Anyway, you can see it in a while: "Ran Qin and the others, don't you want to eat together?"

"Isn't it enough to have me to protect you?" Fasten her seat belt, Qiao Mingye's eyes fell on her chest, his eyes dimmed, and his voice was hoarse: "It's pretty." /

Xia Wan'er bowed her head, only to realize that she had just failed to fasten the button, she thought he was complimenting her little pendant, she nodded and said, "Yes, this little wooden sign is simple, but the shape is very special, I also I like it."

This small pendant is a small ornament that the original owner has never left. It doesn't look like a valuable thing, but it should be of great commemorative value to be so cherished by the original owner.

Xia Wan'er tried to recall the origin of this small wooden sign, but she couldn't think of anything, and she had some headaches.

Fixing the buttons, Xia Wan'er looked up and saw Qiao Mingye staring at her brightly.

As her heart tightened, she subconsciously stepped back.

"Remember, you can only wear high-collared clothes outside." Qiao Mingye gently rubbed her swollen lips and said kindly, "I have to go to dinner later, this time I will do it first. I'll let you go."

Xia Wan'er couldn't help but argue: "Is this dress not tall enough? If you hadn't ripped it apart, would it have been like this?"

"It makes sense." Qiao Mingye started the car and said thoughtfully.

Qiao Mingye rarely agreed with Xia Wan'er's words, which greatly boosted her morale.

I didn't think she had finished cheering when she saw Qiao Mingye dialing Nanfeng's phone: "Let the top 200 women's clothing designers of the Qiao family match the most popular and conservative set according to Mrs. Qiao's size. Good-looking clothes, send them here."

"What else?" Xia Wan'er was surprised,

Qiao Mingye hung up the phone, and the smile on his lips was very charming: "I'm afraid that sometimes I will just tear it up, and put a few more sets in the car room to be prepared."