A white sleeveless dress with a simple and generous style paired with white flats—overall gave her a youthful air.

It was all her size and it fitted her very well.

Dressed in men’s clothes, Qin Qiao was handsome and devilish. But when she changed into women’s clothes, she was so charming and beautiful that one could not dare look away.

Perhaps it was because she had not worn a bra for a long time that she felt weird using it. She pulled at her dress, feeling a bit awkward.

Xiao Yihan came over and gently held Qin Qiao in his arms.

“Qiaoqiao, let’s not quarrel any more. Come to my house and cook a bowl of noodles for me. I haven’t eaten since yesterday…”

Xiao Yihan said that ever so softly to Qin Qiao.

Qin Qiao closed her eyes and did not reach out her hand to push Xiao Yihan away. She only replied with an ‘okay.’

She thought that after a bowl of noodles, she would have nothing to do with Xiao Yihan anymore.

Qin Qiao did not expect that Xiao Yihan would take her back to the Xiao family’s old manor and not his own villa.

Wasn’t this where his grandfather, Xiao Ding, lived?

“It’s closer here. My villa is too far away. I’m hungry!”

When they got out of the car, Xiao Yihan held Qin Qiao’s hand as if it was the most natural thing to do.

Qin Qiao did not allow him to. “Qiaoqiao, don’t struggle. My heart is in a mess, let me hold it!”

Qin Qiao remembered that she had said something similar before. ‘Hanhan, let me lean against you. I feel miserable.’

So, Qin Qiao did not struggle anymore. It would not change anything if she let him hold her hand just once.

Who knew that when they entered the living room, they heard Xiao Ding’s hearty voice. There were guests.

“If you beat me in this round, I’ll go for the physical examination.”

“Grandpa, you have to keep your promise!” Zhan Qing calmly said as he put down the black piece.

Qin Qiao’s mind buzzed. It was Ninth Uncle…

Qin Qiao instinctively turned around to leave, but Xiao Ding had already seen them.

“Yihan, you’re back. Come here. Your Ninth Uncle is here too.” Xiao Ding beckoned Xiao Yihan to come.

He also saw how Xiao Yihan held Qin Qiao’s hand.

“Who is this girl? Bring her over for Grandpa to see.”

Xiao Ding’s words made Qin Qiao glare at Xiao Yihan. Her gaze seemed to ask him, “What are we going to do now? My Ninth Uncle is here, how can I get over there?”

Xiao Yihan, on the other hand, smiled and pulled Qin Qiao along.

Qin Qiao could not just shake Xiao Yihan off so she could run. It would be even more suspicious.

She could only brace herself and follow Xiao Yihan, and she regretted having come over to his house.

“Hello, Ninth Master,” Xiao Yihan greeted Zhan Qing first.

“Mm.” Zhan Qing did not raise his eyes and continued to look at the chessboard.

Xiao Ding stared at Qin Qiao but she kept her head down afraid that he would see something.

“Grandpa, this is Chestnut, my girlfriend!”

Xiao Yihan introduced Qin Qiao with his arm around her waist.

Because Qin Qiao was willing to eat chestnuts, her nickname was also Chestnut…

But it was a bit far fetched for Xiao Yihan to say that she was his girlfriend. They had already broken up.

And he was someone with a fiancée.

“I like this one. She’s more pleasant to the eyes than that Li girl. Zhan Qing, help me take a look at this girl. Is she good to be my granddaughter-in-law?”

Xiao Ding was very satisfied with Qin Qiao, her appearance pleased him with one glance.

A black chess piece was held in between Zhan Qing’s thumb and index finger, his fingers bending in a beautiful curve.

Raising his head lazily, he swept his eyes over but did not look carefully.

Because Qin Qiao had her head lowered, this action reminded Zhan Qing of Qin Qiao…

The image that appeared in his mind was of Qin Qiao putting her arms around his neck and kissing him, looking dazed…