Qiao Nian raised the corners of her eyes, restraining the bloody chill in them, and glanced coldly at the hand he stretched out in front of her, then stood there motionless and without reaction.
Mainly because I'm too lazy to care.
If Grandpa Jiang and the others weren't still here, her attitude towards Jiang Yao might have been even colder!
Jiang Yao held his hand in the air for a long time but no one paid any attention to him. He withdrew his hand somewhat awkwardly, rubbed his temple, and said bluntly, "Where were you this afternoon? Did you go to the Mid-Levels Club? Who did you go with?"
He thought he had controlled his tone very well and was only asking Qiao Nian gently. However, Jiang Zongjin's face suddenly darkened and he pulled him away in a harsh voice: "Jiang Yao, are you meddling too much? Is this something you should ask? I didn't even ask, how can you ask?"
Mr. Jiang's complexion, which had just become a little rosy, had dimmed significantly after seeing the scene in the ward. He didn't say anything, but took a deep breath. He seemed to be enduring it, but he just didn't lose his temper.
Jiang Yao himself didn't look at the other person's expression. His handsome face sank slightly. He didn't move away. Instead, he said to Jiang Zongjin: "Uncle, I know you feel sorry for Qiao Nian. I am doing this for her own good. I don't want her to go astray and ruin her bright future! You are not doting on her for her own good. Instead, you are corrupting her!"
Jiang Xianrou also said, "Uncle, we are her blood relatives, and we will not harm her. We are asking for her own good. After all, she is not only representing herself when she goes out, but also representing our family."
She placed the cell phone she had prepared long ago on the table. On the screen was a red coupe, Jian Jin's car.
Jiang Xianrou held up the banner she had prepared for Qiao Nian, raised her oval face proudly, and asked as a matter of course: "Do you recognize the car in the photo? Qiao Nian, shouldn't you explain it to your family?"
Jiang Zongjin frowned and blocked Qiao Nian behind him. He regretted asking Qiao Nian to come over. He whispered irritably: "Niannian, don't worry about it. Dad will handle it."
Qiao Nian raised his eyebrows, walked around Jiang Zongjin, picked up the phone she had placed on the table, took a look, laughed contemptuously, and threw the phone down again. The pair of eyes under the black baseball cap were captivating and looked at her with undisguised casualness and disdain in his eyes: "Why should I explain to you? Who are you? Ha, Jiang Xianrou, do you take yourself too seriously! To the point that you think I need to explain to you and report my itinerary. The question is, are we familiar with each other?"
"Jiang Xianrou, are we familiar with each other?"
Are we familiar with each other
The girl asked the question very naturally and in a very soft voice, but it was extremely embarrassing!
Jiang Yao, like Jiang Xianrou, felt a burning sensation on his face and was unable to react for a moment.
What was Qiao Nian’s reaction to this
Jiang Yao frowned and subconsciously pursed his lips, but didn't say anything.
Qiao Nian glanced at him again: "Don't say we are a family. Even if we are, we are of the same generation. It's not your turn to ask me about my affairs!"
It was just a Lamborghini sports car, wasn't it worth it for them to come to her and ask for an explanation in such a big way
What explanation do you want
The cheapest car Jian Jin has ever driven is this Lamborghini. She returned to China because of her. The other cars are in the garage in the illegal area and cannot be brought back.
What if Jian Jin drives away those custom-made cars in her garage today? Will Jiang Yao and his sister ask her to write a ten-thousand-word guarantee
Haha, just to be funny!
(End of this chapter)