Chapter 65 Can't Afford It

Lin Younan pondered for a moment: "In that case, you can just leave it alone from now on."

"How can that be!" Ye Qingxue looked at him with gentle eyes: "She is, after all, my sister. I can't just stand by and watch her be bullied."

Lin Younan simply smiled.

Ye Qingxue said coquettishly, "I know my sister is still angry with me, blaming me for taking you away... But what can I do? I just love you."

Lin Younan's eyes lit up, and the corners of his lips curled up: "Did she say that?"

"What did you say?"

"Is it your fault for taking me away?"

Ye Qingxue pursed her lips: "It wasn't her who said it, but ever since my sister came to this family, she's always trying to take everything from me and argue with me about everything. She's become even more arrogant after marrying my eldest brother, and every time she sees me, she mocks me for not having gained the Lin family's approval..."

Hearing her pitiful voice circling back to the topic of engagement, Lin Younan felt a headache coming on.

He kept smiling and patted her head: "Today is your birthday, don't let other things affect your mood. Be good, what you want will be yours sooner or later."

"Really?"

Lin Younan nodded: "Really."

Ye Qingxue then tiptoed and pecked him on the lips, looking shy and coquettish: "I love you."

Lin Younan put his arm around her waist and squeezed it hard: "I love you too."

...

On the way back, Ye Qingning was extra careful to straighten her skirt, afraid of accidentally getting it dirty.

Lin Feiyan tapped his fingers on his knee: "They just said this dress is a knock-off, why are you still so concerned?"

"Is it a counterfeit?" Ye Qingning blinked at him.

She privately thought that a man's arrogant nature and wealth wouldn't allow him to buy her a knock-off.

But she's not the female lead, and men might not really care.

It might really be a counterfeit.

"Otherwise what?" Lin Feiyan's tone was nonchalant: "Do you think I can afford such an expensive dress?"

Ye Qingning shrugged, still carefully adjusting her skirt: "It's okay, it's a gift from you, and it's the first gift you've ever given me, of course I care. It has nothing to do with whether it's authentic or not."

Her tone was exceptionally sincere, and her eyes and brows were full of smiles.

Lin Feiyan narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded: "Very good."

An hour later, the car drove into the Lin residence. Ye Qingning pushed Lin Feiyan into the house and said, "Mr. Lin, please rest for a while. I'll go make you something to eat."

Lin Feiyan nodded: "I want to eat wontons."

"Okay," Ye Qingning readily agreed, "Wait for me for half an hour."

After saying that, she went upstairs to change her clothes and went into the kitchen. About half an hour later, Lin Feiyan, who was reading the newspaper in the living room, heard Ye Qingning's voice.

"Mr. Lin, the wontons are ready, come and eat!"

Lin Feiyan's lips twitched slightly. He turned his wheelchair around and entered the restaurant, but sat at the door watching her with a cool tone.

"No one's going to help me anymore? I have to come all the way here by myself just to eat?"

Ye Qingning was bringing out her bowl of wontons, which were a little hot. She touched her earlobe before smiling and nudging him.

"Don't be angry. If you don't want to come by yourself next time, I'll just push you. It's no big deal."

Lin Feiyan raised an eyebrow: "You mean I deliberately picked a fight?"

"No, no, not at all?" Ye Qingning said sincerely, "I meant that I didn't take good care of you."

She pushed the man to the table, took a spoon and handed it to him: "These wontons with shrimp and three kinds of filling are delicious."

Lin Feiyan took the spoon, his gaze lingering on the fragrant wontons, and suddenly felt a surge of appetite.

"Eat," he ordered.

Ye Qingning happily returned to her seat, and the two sat facing each other, each eating a bowl of fragrant wontons.

After finishing her meal, Ye Qingning leaned back in her chair with a satisfied look on her face and clicked her tongue twice, saying, "Delicious."

Lin Feiyan took a tissue to wipe his mouth, and said in a low voice, "It's just passable."