After Mr. Jiang hung up the phone, he was still concerned about the matter of Lu Zhi that Qiao Nian mentioned.
He sat under the tree in the garden for a while, hesitated, and decided to call Ye Wangchuan.
**
Ye Wangchuan was outside when he received a call from Mr. Jiang. The music in the box was deafening. Mo Dong and several bigwigs from the Independent Continent were there.
"I'm going out to answer a phone call."
He picked up his coat and went out to answer the phone. He stopped when he was outside where he couldn't hear any sound and answered Mr. Jiang's phone: "Hello, Grandpa Jiang."
He was tall and handsome, and leaning against the door of the club, he looked like a dandy nobleman, attracting passers-by to look back frequently.
"Are you outside?" Seeing that he took a few seconds to answer the phone, Jiang Weishang said a little embarrassedly, "Will I disturb you?"
"No, I had nothing to do anyway, so I was just drinking water with my friends outside."
Ye Wangchuan didn't care about the gazes falling on him. With his eyelashes drooping and half of his face hidden in the light, he spoke in a very gentle and elegant manner: "Grandpa Jiang, do you have something to talk to me about?"
Jiang Weishang didn't know how to start, so he stammered, "Is Nian Nian very busy recently? Do you know what she is busy with?"
He guessed that Mr. Jiang called him to ask about Qiao Nian, so he said without missing a beat: "She is busy with an experimental research."
"Is that so?" Mr. Jiang didn't know what to say to him for a moment. After thinking for a while, he said, "Aren't you going around the city?"
He always felt that Qiao Nian was not around the city, but he didn't have the heart to ask his granddaughter, so he asked Ye Wangchuan.
Ye Wangchuan hesitated and did not answer him immediately.
Mr. Jiang guessed the answer and took the initiative to change the subject: "I called her today, and I saw that she looked not well and a little haggard."
"You know I'm in poor health and have to live in this nursing home all year round. I can't help you most of the time."
"She is alone outside with no one to take care of her. I am really worried that she doesn't know how to take care of herself."
Ye Wangchuan suppressed the willfulness in his eyes, lowered his eyes and said to him seriously: "Don't worry, I will take care of her."
This is exactly what Mr. Jiang wanted. His tone softened and he sighed, "She seems to have had a falling out with her friend. You...please help me keep an eye on her recently. If she's in a bad mood, let her come back and stay for a few days. No matter how busy she is, she will have time to rest. Our home will always be open to her..."
Mr. Jiang knew that Qiao Nian had limited friends. Apart from those in Beijing, there was only one other person.
Ye Wangchuan guessed who the old man was talking about almost immediately.
He pressed his brow with his slender hand and politely replied to Mr. Jiang: "I know, don't worry, I will tell you if there is anything."
Mr. Jiang didn't want to disturb him too much, so he thanked him and hung up the phone.
Ye Wangchuan slowly put his phone down, stood outside to enjoy the breeze for a while before turning around and walking inside.
He returned to the box. The music was still as loud as before, making him dizzy and with tinnitus, and the lights were flickering inside.
As soon as he came in, he walked straight back to his original position.
Mo Xi quickly told the people beside him, then happily poured the man a glass of water. As he handed it to him, he whispered, "Master Wang, who called just now?"
Ye Wangchuan picked up the glass, his slender white fingers looked even more beautiful under the light, like jade: "What is Tianchen doing recently?"
(End of this chapter)