Wei Lou sat opposite her and watched the girl playing on the computer. He reached out to pick up the coffee on the table and took a sip. He leaned back leisurely, half-closed his beautiful peach blossom eyes, and whispered seductively, "Is the hammer coming?"
Qiao Nian opened the email with cold white hands and read it through ten lines at a glance.
She raised her lips, smiled ostentatiously, raised her eyes lazily, gave him a look, and said in a rather arrogant tone: "Ah, Thor's hammer."
Wei Lou was stunned for a moment, then looked at her delicate and eye-catching face, and he knew what was going on. He shrugged his shoulders and mourned for Jiang Xianrou for three seconds: "Aren't you going to hammer someone into a pit?"
Qiao Nian had already lowered his head to edit the film.
His eyes and eyebrows are quite cold.
Although he doesn't say it, he knows it in his heart.
If she swings this hammer, Jiang Xianrou will most likely be dead.
Seeing that she didn't say anything, Wei Lou just wanted to watch the fun and said with a smile, "Oh, I forgot to remind you."
"Jiang Xianrou posted a new update on Weibo half an hour ago, publicly telling you not to contact her privately if you have any problems, but to talk about it openly."
Qiao Nian has fast hands, and editing is just a small matter for her.
By the time Wei Lou finished speaking, she had already erased the important information on the email, leaving only the reply from the medical certification agency.
She raised her eyes and glanced at someone, her long, straight legs draped under the table, looking very casual and unrestrained: "Watching the fun?"
Wei Lou's heart almost quickened when he saw her.
But he soon realized that he had no chance, and his expression became a little bitter.
But in the blink of an eye, he hid the bitterness under his nonchalant appearance, disguising it very well: "How could it be possible! What kind of person am I? Qiao Xiaonian, don't you believe me?"
Qiao Nian raised an eyebrow, feeling that he was just watching the fun.
Wei Lou felt uncomfortable with her sharp gaze. He put his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly, saying in a very bad temper: "Ahem, I'm not just watching the fun. I just want to see if Jiang Xianrou will regret it if you really tell her in public after she calls you to say it on Weibo."
He expected Jiang Xianrou to regret it afterwards, and she would regret it to the point of being heartbroken.
It’s a pity that there is no medicine for regret in this world.
Jiang Xianrou didn't leave any room for others, and in the end, she didn't leave any room for herself!
She couldn't blame anyone for coming to this point.
I hope that when she regrets, she will think more about what she did in the first place.
"That's her business. I don't worry about it." Qiao Nian's attitude was very cold, and he didn't seem to want to mention Jiang Xianrou.
Wei Lou suppressed the smile on his lips and looked at her with a straight face: "You have already given her a chance, but she didn't cherish it and even dragged the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and Mr. Huang into it. She insisted on making a big deal out of it, and there is nothing anyone can do."
Qiao Nian had already edited the Weibo post, but had not yet sent it out.
But her hesitation had nothing to do with Jiang Xianrou.
She was just thinking about Jiang Li and Old Master Jiang.
Wei Lou's words served as a reminder to her.
This time, Jiang Xianrou not only involved herself, but also innocent people. Qiao Nian concealed the coldness in her eyes, lightly tapped with her fair fingertips, and sent out the Weibo.
As soon as she posted on Weibo, her phone started ringing non-stop, all of it was the Weibo notification sounds, ding ding dong dong, so annoying that it made her brain hurt.
Qiao Nian didn't read any of them and directly exited Weibo, then found Jiang Li's WeChat and sent a message to Jiang Li.
(End of this chapter)