Qiao Nian was stunned for a moment, and the video on the laptop went black.
She leaned on her arm and closed the QQ chat box with Wen Ruxia. As soon as she closed it, Wen Ruxia's avatar started to pop up in the message bar again.
Qiao Nian had already taken out the music score from the drawer. She had a pencil in her left hand and saw the QQ avatar flashing in the corner of her notebook.
Qiao Nian leaned on his arm again, frowned slightly and nodded.
[Wen: Oh, Nian Nian, I forgot to tell you that the MV director we found this time is George Lucas.]
Qiao Nian half-closed his eyes and stared at the name she sent, and finally became a little interested.
*
On the other side, the Imperial Palace.
The black Bentley stopped at the door, and the parking attendant immediately came forward to help the two of them open the door.
"Mrs. Jiang, Miss Jiang."
In the back seat of the car, Jiang Xianrou and Tang Wanru sat side by side, each one more gorgeously dressed than the other.
The cheongsam worn by Tang Wanru.
Jiang Xianrou wore a goose yellow skirt with a beige trench coat, looking like a real socialite.
The two got out of the car one after the other. They should have been a very eye-catching mother-daughter duo, but both Tang Wanru and Jiang Xianrou looked unhappy.
It can't be said that he has a sour face, but at least he is not in a happy mood!
Especially Jiang Xianrou, the expression on her oval face was extremely ugly when she looked up after getting off the car and saw the mobile radio at the entrance of Yu Mansion constantly playing the words "Congratulations to Qiao Nian for his outstanding performance in the software competition" in bright red fonts!
I almost went back holding my bag.
"Xianrou, what did I tell you before I came here?" Tang Wanru saw what she was thinking, her eyes were cold, she took a deep breath and exhaled: "... No matter what time, you must keep calm."
Jiang Xianrou couldn't do that without showing her emotions on her face. She widened her almond-shaped eyes slightly, feeling a little angry and embarrassed. She lowered her voice and said, "What do my dad and brother want to do? Do they really want to hold a celebration party for Qiao Nian?"
Tang Wanru was calmer than her. She straightened her hair on her shoulders and said slowly, "What else do you think?"
Neuropathy!
Jiang Xianrou controlled her temper and didn't curse out loud.
Their two families have already separated. Qiao Nian just made it to the group stage of a competition, but she didn't win first place. Why would her father and the others care
Tang Wanru noticed her temper under her pressure to remain calm, and warned her in advance: "Let me remind you first, you must keep calm and finish today's meal no matter what, and you are not allowed to let your father see your dissatisfaction at the dinner table. Do you understand?"
Jiang Xianrou's red lips were about to be broken. She took a deep breath again and again, and repeated this several times before finally calming down a little. She clenched her fingers while holding the bag: "I know."
"Um."
Tang Wanru was also angry, and she also felt that Jiang Zongnan and Jiang Yao were doing something unknown, but Jiang Yao had previously told her at home the importance of Qiao Nian's entry into the competition.
Jiang Yao had already said that Qiao Nian entered the group stage to win glory for the country.
They wanted to give Qiao Nian a celebration party, could she say no
But I feel a little unwilling in my heart!
Tang Wanru's face was solemn and slightly gloomy, and she looked at the congratulatory words at the entrance of the Imperial Residence. The jealousy that she had suppressed with great difficulty was almost overturned again.
She forced herself to look away, pretending she didn't see it, and walked inside while asking her daughter, "Did you go to the TV station today?"
(End of this chapter)