Quick Wear: Plan to Save the Unrequited Boss

Wen Ling glared at him, feeling ashamed and angry at being seen through. She quickened her pace and walked to Xie Qiyan's side.

"It's beautiful today."

The little girl was shy, so Xie Qiyan quickly stopped and stroked the fur of the kitten that was about to get angry.

Wen Ling snorted coldly. She is beautiful every day.

"Where's the gift?"

"what gift?"

Looking at the large hand spread out before her, Wen Ling was confused for a moment as her mind was unable to wrap around it.

Xie Qiyan raised his eyebrows, crossed his arms and looked at Wen Ling with a half-smile.

"What gift are you talking about?"

Ever since he told her about the birthday party on the phone that day, he has been regretting that he shouldn't have told her in advance. In the following days, every time he chatted with her or asked her out for dinner, he would bring up the fact that he didn't have time to prepare a gift for her.

Later, the girl found him annoying and stopped replying to his direct messages. Now, when she takes out her phone and looks through their chat history of the past two days, she can see that he is the only one who has sent messages.

Xie Qi Yan was upset about this for a long time.

Wen Ling suddenly realized.

"Leave it to the people below."

Xie Qiyan laughed angrily.

"You didn't give the gift you prepared for me to me, but gave it to someone else."

He wasn't the first person to come into contact with the gift from Wen Ling?

Wen Ling found him baffling.

"Then everyone's gifts were handed over to the steward below."

"Can you be like them?"

The sudden fierce tone did not make Wen Ling angry, but rather made her feel a little uncomfortable.

Xie Qi Yan waved to the servant over there, and soon the gift that he had handed over when he entered the banquet appeared in his hand.

Only when he saw the packaging box did Xie Qiyan's expression soften.

"What did you give me?"

"You'll know if you open it and take a look."

Wen Ling had a bad taste in using a pink packaging box, which looked very awkward when he held it in his hands. Xie Qiyan, on the other hand, opened the box with great interest.

It is a Q-version cotton boy doll the size of two palms.

Song Shi'an, who was standing in the distance watching, suddenly brightened up when he saw the doll and quickly came over.

This is simply a replica of Xie Qi Yan.

"They're so similar! Those vicious eyes, that look that sees everything as trash, and that arrogant demeanor. Sister Wen Ling is awesome!"

Wen Ling also felt that she was very capable, and she had grasped Xie Qi Yan's temperament perfectly.

Xie Qiyan kicked Song Shian.

"Is this how I look to you? Am I that fierce?"

"otherwise?"

Xie Qiyan gritted his teeth at Wen Ling's matter-of-fact look.

Even though he was so fierce, she never gave in to him at all, which made him so angry every day that he had no temper at all.

Xie Qi Yan went to pinch her face.

"I would probably like it more if you made one of your cotton dolls."

Wen Ling blushed a little and slapped his hand away.

How narcissistic! Wen Ling coughed.

"It's a beautiful thought."

Xie Qiyan raised his eyebrows. He had always thought of her as a beautiful woman. He even thought of marrying her home one day.

"Make another one for me yourself."

The sudden approach of the face frightened Wen Ling so much that she quickly took two steps back.

"Don't do it."

Wen Ling refused. Making this one took her a lot of time, and it always felt weird to make a doll in her own image.

Xie Qi Yan was the focal point of the entire second floor, with many eyes looking at him from all directions.

Wen Ling looked around and saw Ye Shutong had also arrived. Jiang Wan had sat over there without knowing when.

When the two men saw her looking over and waving at him, Wen Ling's eyes lit up and he quickly left the focus of their sight and headed towards the two men.

"Where?"

Xie Qiyan grabbed her wrist to prevent her from leaving. Wen Ling tried to shake it off but failed. She turned away helplessly.

"I'm going to look for Wanwan and the others."

"Why are you looking for them? Stay here with me."

Xie Qi Yan held the person and wouldn't let him leave. He had only been here for a short time, and he was already going to find someone else. She just didn't like him.

"Is boring."

Wen Ling spoke bluntly, which made Xie Qi Yan even more unhappy, and he gritted his teeth.

"It's boring to talk to me, but there's endless things to talk about with them?"

"Xie Qiyan, you are being unreasonable."

After saying it, Wen Ling covered her mouth with regret.

This sentence was said a little loudly, and almost everyone around looked over. After all, those who could go to the second floor had a good relationship with Xie Qiyan, and they all wanted to see who dared to scold the prince of the Xie family for being unreasonable.

Han Xingzhi, Xiang Chi and Song Shi'an also crossed their legs in unison and looked over here with amusement in their eyes.

Was he being unreasonable? Was he not telling the truth? They hadn't seen each other for a few days. She barely replied to his messages every day. Now that he had finally caught her, he was being unreasonable just to spend more time with her.

Xie Qiyan was depressed and felt a little aggrieved that he couldn't explain.

But the prince of the Xie family also has to save face, and it is too pretentious for a grown man to say that he is wronged.

After releasing the hand that was restraining Wen Ling, Xie Qiyan lowered his eyebrows and looked expressionless, which made Wen Ling feel a little uncomfortable for some reason.

Perhaps her brain was spinning, Wen Ling subconsciously grasped his hand hanging by his side.

"I just don't like standing in the spotlight, and it's tiring to wear high heels."

She unconsciously adopted a coquettish tone, which made Xie Qiyan's heart soften. Her small hand holding his big hand was soft, and it swayed slightly as she whispered coquettishly. It really touched his heart.

My heart was so soft, and then I couldn't help feeling annoyed.

Only then did Xie Qi Yan realize that almost everyone's eyes were on this side. When they saw Prince Xie looking over, they coughed and quickly looked away.

Xie Qiyan was the focus of attention wherever he went. He had long been used to it and had forgotten that Wen Ling didn't like such an environment.

He saw the shoes on Wen Ling's feet again and cursed himself inwardly.

He picked her up. Wen Ling exclaimed in surprise. She didn't expect Xie Qiyan to pick her up.

The person in his arms kept struggling to get down, so Xie Qi Yan lifted the person up and held him tighter.

"Don't move, they don't dare to look."

Wen Ling's whole little face was rosy, and she nestled uncomfortably in Xie Qiyan's arms, acting like a quail.

Xie Qiyan chuckled, carried Wen Ling into a compartment, and placed her on the sofa.

Soon, someone came over with various snacks, food, and drinks. Xie Qiyan also had someone bring the Samoyed over for Wen Ling to stroke.

The chubby Samoyed looks silly and cute, and this time it has purple bows on its ears.

Wen Ling hugged its big head and rubbed it, her eyes narrowed comfortably, and her whole body relaxed.

"I didn't ask last time, what's its name?"

The cold and aloof beauty softened, and her voice even took on a softness that she herself hadn't noticed.

"Stupid dog."

"Ok?"

Seeing that she didn't believe him, Xie Qi Yan raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

"I'm not lying to you. Xie Qichuan came up with it. My sister-in-law has come up with a lot of nice names, but it's a pity that she doesn't know what's good. No matter what name she calls it, it won't respond."

"Just call it stupid dog and it will answer you. Look."

Xie Qiyan looked at the stupid dog that came close to him and gestured to Wen Ling.

Xie Qi Yan kicked it lightly, and the stupid dog ran back to Wen Ling and snuggled into her arms.