Chapter 5827: Wang Ye Chunchun Is Diverting Sister Nian's Attention

Ye Wangchuan contacted her every day these days, but he never mentioned the tense situation between him and Sai Lan.

He didn't say nothing, but he only talked about trivial things, which led to Qiao Nian not knowing that they had reached the point where Sai Lan secretly hired someone to assassinate her until Eleanor mentioned it.

"She..." Qiao Nian frowned unconsciously, and then relaxed her brows for a while, stretched out her hand and patted him on the shoulder gently, as if silently standing in line: "You still have me, Ye Lao, and Chenchen, we are always your family."

"Tsk." Ye Wangchuan smiled relaxedly, with deep affection in his eyes: "I know."

Qiao Nian nodded at him, and then skipped the topic of Sai Lan, looked into his eyes, and asked without any emotion in her dark eyes: "Now can you tell me, what are you hiding from me?"

Ji Lin was sweating for his own master Wang. He thought that Miss Qiao had just changed the subject and comforted Wang Ye so gently, which was equivalent to letting go of the previous sharp questions.

Unexpectedly, they turned a corner and returned to the starting point.

Ye Wangchuan sighed: "I said I didn't hide it from you, but you didn't believe it."

"Well, so you can save this sentence." The girl bent one leg and leaned against the island counter. Her face was delicate, but she was not easy to mess with or deceive.

Ye Wangchuan avoided her eyes that penetrated the mist, walked around her, walked to the island counter to get a cup, and took out lemon slices from the refrigerator.

He put two slices of fresh lemon in Qiao Nian's cup, added warm water to brew it, and looked up and asked her: "Do you want sugar?"

Qiao Nian frowned: "No." She didn't like the feeling of going around in circles for a question without answering it directly.

At this time, a hand appeared in front of her and handed over the cup.

His slender fingers were like a work of art carved from white marble under the light of the folded cup, revealing the beauty of distinct bones and muscles everywhere.

Qiao Nian liked beautiful things, so she stared at them for a while, and the boredom on her chest was also transferred to what kind of ring she wanted to wear on his hand.

"Thank you." She took the glass, drank absentmindedly, looked at his hand again, paused for a few seconds, pulled it away carelessly, and lowered her head to take a sip of water.

Ye Wangchuan seemed to notice her shifting gaze, but seemed not to notice it. He casually bent his knuckles to unbutton his shirt cuffs, took off a pair of obsidian cuffs and placed them on the kitchen counter. He wiped his fingertips across the marble counter, rolled up his sleeves, and wiped his hands slowly.

"I'm not hiding it from you."

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Qiao Nian didn't move her eyes away, still looking at the towel he used to wipe his hands, but she devoted half of her energy to listening to him, and didn't intend to speak until he made it clear.

"The thing about Port-au-Prince you mentioned was because of Theron's instigation. He is old, and he doesn't want his daughter to be strong enough to control him, so he needs to plant a nail in it."

"He doesn't want to do it himself, so he wants to find someone to do it for him. Sai Lan also knows this, but Sai Lan doesn't care. She also has her own purpose. The Ten Elders planted a nail in Port-au-Prince through the Port-au-Prince explosion. If she is indifferent, her father will suspect that she has other cards hidden. In addition, there are so many eyes watching her. If she doesn't make a fuss when she suffers a loss, those people will doubt her strength and will not want to follow her anymore." (End of this chapter)