The two remained silent, and soon they finished off the three dishes and soup on the table.

"Ah, that's finally comfortable." Xiao Qianqian breathed a sigh of relief, wiped her mouth with a tissue, and patted her full stomach. Unlike other young ladies from wealthy families who were pretentious, she was pure and straightforward.

When Ye Bosen saw her like that, his eyes filled with laughter; he really liked her personality.

Just then, Xiao Qianqian's phone rang. She answered it; it was her brother.

"My brother has arrived, let's go." Xiao Qianqian stood up and walked out of the restaurant side by side with Ye Bosen.

A luxury car stopped at the entrance, and the young man got out, opened the door, and waved to her.

"Qianqian, over here."

"Okay, buddy."

Xiao Qianqian grabbed Ye Bosen's hand and ran over quickly. Ye Bosen was stunned when he suddenly grabbed her hand; he hadn't expected her to do that.

The young man, who had been all smiles just moments before, immediately looked distraught when he saw his sister running towards him hand in hand with a man.

"Qianqian, who is he?"

"Brother, I found him. You can call him Asen. Asen is very hardworking. He can do everything: fetch water, chop wood, cook."

Xiao Qianqian had a smug look on her face, but it was only then that she, slow to react, noticed that the young man's expression was off.

"Hey bro, why do you look so upset? What's wrong? Are you unhappy to see such a cute little sister of yours?"

After saying that, she let go of Ye Bosen's hand, stepped forward, pinched the young man's cheek, and pulled up the corners of his drooping mouth.

"OK, that's more like it. You should be happy to see your dear sister."

Ye Bosen, whose hand had been released, felt the lingering warmth of the hand and was still a little reluctant to let go.