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Chapter 1414 Daughter’s Thoughts

In a trance, Xie Qiao smelled the aroma of food. The hunger she felt after not having eaten in the morning came over her, and the movement of her stomach made her open her eyes.

As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw a box of lunch placed in front of her, and Wang Yan was eating and drinking with big mouthfuls.

She climbed up from the table and couldn't help but let out a cry.

Seeing Wang Yan's questioning look, she said, "My arms and legs are numb, hiss..."

The numbness in the limbs is certainly not pleasant. Wang Yan said, "Stand for a while, wait for the blood to circulate, it will be fine in three or two minutes. Drink some water to moisten your mouth, your lips are dry."

"I'm running out of water due to the fever..." Xie Qiao stood up and drank some mineral water.

As soon as Wang Yan heard her dying tone, he knew that she was still thinking about the flu.

"Okay, if you say you're fine, then you're fine. Don't keep thinking about it. The more you think about it, the more likely you are to get it. The human body is very subjective in many cases. Besides, I'm such a big boss, what if I really get it? You have to think that you just have an ordinary fever, definitely not the flu, understand?"

"Hey..." Xie Qiao said, "I feel dizzy now."

"It's the side effect of the antipyretic. You fell into a daze." Wang Yan said simply and directly, "If you don't like it, stamp your feet twice and you'll be alert in no time."

"Forget it, my legs are still numb."

"It's just to use the numbness in the legs to stimulate the brain and refresh the mind."

Xie Qiao didn't stamp his feet in the end. He strolled around the empty office to relieve the numbness in his hands and feet, then turned back and sat down to eat.

Wang Yan smiled and said, "Look, this food tastes delicious."

"I am really hungry, and I would rather die with a full stomach than die of hunger!"

"If you have ambition, eat more."

Xie Qiao responded: "Wang Yan, is it normal to have a cold and fever? Your appetite is not very good?"

"Not necessarily. It depends on the individual situation. For example, as long as I'm not really dying, I can enjoy my meals anytime."

Wang Yan did not lie to Xie Qiao. Only in the last few years of his life did his health deteriorate. His gastrointestinal digestion and body absorption abilities deteriorated significantly. That's why he felt like he didn't want to eat and couldn't swallow his food.

In addition, even when he was 120 or 130 years old, he could still eat meat and drink wine in big mouthfuls. It was just that his overall food intake decreased greatly, but it did not affect his appetite.

But Xie Qiao didn't know this. She looked at him with a pitiful look, "You must have never had enough to eat or enough clothes to wear before, right?"

"It's not that bad. The clothes that the children of the street cadres can't wear are given to me to wear. Even if they don't have them at home, they will ask relatives and friends for some for me. As for food, I have the minimum living allowance, and I can also make some money by selling some pirated discs and books. Even if all these don't work, there are so many government departments, and I can go to the cafeteria of each unit one by one, which is enough for me to eat and drink.

After all, I am a minor, I don't have any parents, I am quite good at fighting, and I haven't committed any crime, who can make things difficult for me just because of eating and drinking?"

Xie Qiao was silent for a while, then said, "You are awesome, really."

"Thank you. That's what everyone in my family who knows me says."

"Hey, can you tell me about your past?"

"The newspapers have reported almost everything. They are quite comprehensive. Apart from briefly mentioning my fighting and reselling pirated products, they are basically true. Oh, and the comments from the interviewees are all good now. They didn't say bad things before, but they weren't that good."

"Oh..." Xie Qiao didn't say anything else and started talking about other random things.

Wang Yan dealt with it in a disjointed manner and finished his lunch.

After lighting a cigarette, Wang Yan stretched out comfortably on the chair, with his long legs resting on the table. In such an open and quiet environment, smoking a cigarette feels particularly different.

Xie Qiao didn't say anything. She knew that when there were many women around, Wang Yan would go outside to smoke instead of staying in the house. He would consider taking care of the majority of people.

At the moment, it was just the two of them, so she didn't mind that much. Before Wang Yan lit a cigarette, he asked her...

"What are your arrangements?" Wang Yan asked.

"I don't know." Xie Qiao shook his head. "I don't want to go back to the dormitory. Even if I don't have the flu, a cold is contagious. What if Qianxi and Xu Lin are implicated? Especially at a time like this, wouldn't it be the end of me?"

"go home?"

"Going home is even worse. I have elderly people and children at home whose immunity is even lower. Wouldn't that implicate the whole family?" Xie Qiao sighed and asked, "Can you leave school?"

"Isn't it obvious? My company is so big, how much business do I get in a day? How can I do anything if I can't go out?" Wang Yan said with a smile, "Then what do you think? You can't stay here for the whole afternoon, right?"

"What do you say?"

"You definitely can't stay in a hotel right now. You're not allowed to stay if your temperature is too high." Wang Yan thought for a moment, "Why don't you go to the house I bought? You can stay there for a night and see how it goes."

"Uh... is that appropriate?"

"Then you can sleep here. There are camp beds too. You can make do with it. It's up to you. I have no objection."

Xie Qiao thought Wang Yan would say something like it didn't matter, but obviously, she didn't hear the answer she wanted. Wang Yan gave her another choice.

After a moment of silence, Xie Qiao shook his head and said, "I'd better sleep on the camp bed here. You have so many things to do, so I won't bother you running back and forth."

"Okay." Wang Yan nodded with a smile, as if he didn't see the surprise on Xie Qiao's face.

After another moment of silence, Xie Qiao said, "Speaking of which, we haven't seen the house you bought yet."

"Want to see?"

"That's all I said."

Wang Yan once again put his arm around her shoulders and said, "We are a single man and a single woman, aren't you afraid of falling into the tiger's mouth?"

Xie Qiao broke free from Wang Yan's arm again: "I'm not afraid if you say that."

Wang Yan smiled, put out his cigarette, stood up and packed his lunch box: "Let's go."

Xie Qiao responded and followed Wang Yan closely...

The house Wang Yan bought was not far away, only two kilometers away from Beijing University of Finance and Economics. It was a newly built high-rise building with an area of ​​130 square meters. Of course, it was not purchased with Wang Yan's money, but in the form of a company loan, which was in the name of Xiao Qianxi. The company then provided Xiao Qianxi with a rental subsidy to settle the account, including decoration, including various furniture and ornaments in the house, without spending a penny.

It is equivalent to all shareholders of Zhiwo.com supporting Wang Yan as a woman...

When they arrived, Xie Qiao changed his shoes at the door and walked around the house.

Then he returned to the living room with an amazed look on his face, looking at Wang Yan who was drinking Coke: "This house is too good."

"What do you mean?"

"The layout of the house and the decoration. Look at the large French windows, the large balcony, and the decoration. It feels very good, very fashionable, with a sense of design, and looks very comfortable. The furniture is also well chosen, and it complements the decoration, very harmonious..."

After hearing her praise, Wang Yan nodded with satisfaction: "I am not talented, but this is exactly what I did."

"Wow, I didn't realize you have this talent?" Xie Qiao suddenly thought of the magazine and patted his head. "Look at my brain, you were the one who decorated the magazine, so you must have put more effort into the house. Don't mention it, Wang Yan, I find that you are really versatile. With this talent, you can make a lot of money even if you do interior design..."

"No, they don't know the value of it." Wang Yan smiled and shook his head.

"What do you mean?" "Literally."

Mr. Wang has studied architecture and design in a serious and systematic manner, and has accumulated considerable attainments and experience in this field. He has designed many landmark buildings and the headquarters of his own company, bought houses many times, carried out residential interior design, and personally handled the design work of residential projects.

However, if one works purely based on his professional ability, he will certainly make money, but it will be very difficult to make a lot of money. After all, no matter what industry you are in, how much money you make is not just a matter of professional ability. This is also true even in the rigorous academic world.

Especially in the subjective and idealistic fields like architecture and design, Wang has to be a slave until he has mastered the right to interpret the industry. If he doesn't do some work, he won't be able to get up.

Xie Qiao obviously didn't understand. She asked in confusion, "Why are you talking so weird?"

"I see you are in good spirits."

"Really?" Xie Qiao sat on the single sofa next to him, keeping a certain distance, and said in a relaxed manner, "Maybe it's because I have escaped from the confined environment of the school now. I also feel quite relaxed and a little more energetic."

"Hey, drink some ice cola to cool down."

Xie Qiao followed suit and asked, "I heard that this house is under Qianxi's name?"

"Yes, the property deed is in the drawer in front of you."

Hearing this, Xie Qiao opened the drawer of the coffee table and found the big red book. As expected, the name of everyone on it was Xiao Qianxi.

After carefully reading it and putting it back, Xie Qiao said with emotion: "You are so good to Qianxi."

"Didn't you feel sorry for Qianxi before?"

"Although it's vulgar, giving hundreds of thousands of dollars without hesitation really proves how much you value Qianxi." Xie Qiao sighed, "As expected, feelings still have to be measured by money."

Wang Yan shook his head with amusement: "Don't be so pessimistic. It's like this for me, but it may not be for others. You said that I'm not going to marry Qianxi, but the only way I can get some compensation is money."

"What if you don't have money?"

"So do you think this will happen?"

Xie Qiao thought about it seriously, shook his head, and said in frustration: "No, your current achievements are all achieved with your bare hands. Even if you have nothing now, I think you can do it again soon."

"Not to mention soon, Xiaofu will be fine."

“You are so confident.”

"That's because I was in that situation before. Now I'm an adult, I have hands and feet, and I have some education, so I can make a living. Since I'm already protected in the worst case scenario, what do I have to be afraid of?"

"You make sense." Xie Qiao nodded. "Come to think of it, this seems to be the first time we've been in contact for such a long time..."

Wang Yan looked over and saw Xie Qiao drinking Coke and looking elsewhere.

"Are you feeling my charm even more?"

"You are a little narcissistic." Xie Qiao said with disgust.

Wang Yan laughed. Of course he could see that Xie Qiao was pretending.

After taking two more sips of Coke, Xie Qiao turned to look at Wang Yan and said cautiously, "Let me ask you something."

"ask."

"You... only have Qianxi as your... girlfriend now?"

Wang Yan smiled and shook his head: "No."

"Uh……"

Xie Qiao was once again speechless for Wang Yan's sincerity. She was stunned for a moment, still cautious, "Then may I ask again, how many are there? Two? Three?"

"It depends on how you define it. If you mean the exchange of feelings and the collision of spirits, then there are only two Qianxi. If you mean the simple sexual desire between men and women, and maintaining a relatively stable relationship, then there are four Qianxi."

Xie Qiao stopped talking and just stared at Wang Yan in a daze.

After a long while, she asked again: "Does Qianxi know?"

"I don't know, but she should have felt it. After all, sometimes I am free, but I don't accompany her. She is not stupid."

"Then she won't ask?"

“Never ask.”

Xie Qiao was silent.

After a while, she stood up and said, "I'm a little sleepy. I want to take another nap."

"The master bedroom is over there."

"Goodbye, I'll sleep in the guest room. I just checked, there are pillows and quilts." As Xie Qiao said this, he had already walked away.

Hearing the door closing, Wang Yan smiled, walked to the door and knocked: "I'm going to the company to take care of something, and I'll bring you dinner in the evening. Is there anything you want to eat?"

"It's all right."

"Then go to sleep."

Wang Yan simply left and went to the company to handle work.

As a representative of high-tech Internet companies, Zhiwo.com has a very high level of paperless office. Wang Yan adheres to the principle of developing whatever is lacking, and both the internal office system and the financial system are being continuously developed and improved, and a separate company has been established to carry out related businesses in the future.

So it doesn't matter whether Wang Yan works in the Science Park or in Zhongguancun. But now that he has left school, it would be more efficient to handle it personally...

After hearing the sound of the door closing, Xie Qiao, who was wrapped tightly in the quilt, finally relaxed and let out a long sigh.

Her mind is in a mess now, much more confused than when she first heard that Qin Chuan liked her...

She didn't expect that Wang Yan was such a person, nor did she expect that Wang Yan would tell her everything and answer whatever she asked.

She wanted to ask who they were, because she felt that among Wang Yan's other three girlfriends, there was someone she knew. But she didn't dare to ask, because she was afraid that if Wang Yan really told her, it would be too terrible, and she was afraid that she couldn't bear it.

But just this made her re-understand Wang Yan.

Just as she said, today was the first time she had been alone with Wang Yan for such a long time, and the first time she had observed and gotten to know Wang Yan so seriously.

After the incident with Qin Chuan, she realized that she had some subconscious fantasies about Wang Yan. Those fantasies came from her previous conversations with Xu Lin, from Wang Yan's comfort to her after her failed confession to He Xiaozhou, and from the little things they did together on a daily basis.

She wasn't sure if that was love.

She was even more unsure whether she could bear the various practical problems that this love would require her to face.

I'm not sure what Wang Yan is thinking under his gentle appearance...

With these uncertainties, she fell into recollection again, recalling every detail about Wang Yan...

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