1611 100th-Day Anniversary Gift

The girl spoke in a flat, matter-of-fact voice.

Ye Wangchuan was stunned for a second and then laughed. The hostility that had just gathered in his heart instantly dissipated.

His brows relaxed, and his eyes were clear. He wasn't stingy with his praise. "God Qiao, well done!"

Qiao Nian glanced gently in his direction. Even though she knew that he was deliberately teasing her, she almost couldn't resist asking him if he could change the way he addressed her.

God Qiao...

Nothing good ever happened when Ye Wangchuan called her that.

However, Qiao Nian swallowed the words that were about to come out of her mouth. She tapped her fingers on the mug and tugged at the corners of her lips. The spot where she had been kissed was still faintly visible, and it felt itchy and numb like an ant's bite. She had woken up this morning to wash up and brush her teeth. When she looked in the mirror, she saw that the swelling at the corner of her mouth had subsided. Nothing good would happen if she provoked him now.

Qiao Nian retracted her gaze and lowered her head to drink some water to hide her embarrassment.

Ye Wangchuan was still waiting for her to tell him off. To his surprise, his little girl had learned her lesson. She was silent and did not respond.

His thin lips curled into a smile. He didn't make things difficult for Qiao Nian. He stood up and walked back to the study, took out a rectangular box from the drawer, and handed it over.

"What's this?"

Qiao Nian put down the mug in her hand and reached out to take it.

Ye Wangchuan saw that she was in a good mood and said, "A gift."

Qiao Nian was confused.

A gift?

She pondered what day it was.

Realizing that today was neither a holiday nor anyone's birthday, she looked at the gift again. It was a little baffling.

However, Ye Wangchuan walked over. His white clothes and black pants made him look tall and handsome. His voice was low, deep, and handsome. "It's the 100th-day anniversary gift. Nian Nian, open it and take a look."

Qiao Nian was speechless.

She paused, pursed her lips, looked down, and seriously unwrapped the bow on the box and opened it.

Inside the rectangular box was a carefully designed bracelet. The silver chain was not ostentatious, but a diamond-polished pendant decorated a third of the length on the right. The pendant was a sunflower. The style was low-key, reserved, and gorgeous. The silver bracelet was beautiful and unforgettable under the light.

However, Qiao Nian's first reaction was to recall the bracelet she received not long ago from Lu Zhi.

That eye-piercing aesthetic taste could be compared to the one Ye Wangchuan gave her.

Startled, she glanced up. "What made you think of giving me a bracelet?"

Ye Wangchuan walked over and took the bracelet out of the box. His voice was low and seductive. "Give me your hand. I'll put it on for you."

Qiao Nian was silent for a few seconds before extending her hand.

The silver bracelet looked cold on her white wrist. The diamond wasn't big, but it was beautifully polished. Low-key and tasteful.

Especially Qiao Nian's wrist. It was fair and slender.

It looked even better with that bracelet.

In a good mood, Ye Wangchuan took a photo with his phone and saved it. Then, he helped her pull down her sleeve to cover the bracelet. He said unhurriedly, "I know you usually don't like to wear these things. You won't be able to see it if you pull down your sleeve. It shouldn't affect anything."

Qiao Nian looked at his smooth movements and pursed her lips. "I might not be able to wear it all the time."