"I've told you before that my biological parents' surname is Jiang..."
She remembered that she went to his clinic to give him some sugar pills on the day she recognized him as her biological child, and mentioned it in passing.
The other end was silent for a few seconds before he uttered, "…You did tell me, but you didn't tell me it was Jiang from the Raocheng Jiang family!"
"What's the difference between the river in Raocheng Jiang's family and the river in Zhao, Qian, Sun and Li?"
“…” Awesome!
There was silence on the other end of the phone for about five seconds again, and then the subject was changed decisively.
"What about Ye Wangchuan? What's going on?"
“…Friends.” Good friends.
Qiao Nian is not a person who likes to explain. If it weren’t for his good relationship with him, anyone else would have hung up the phone long ago.
She briefly told Wei Lou about her treatment of Chenchen, letting him know that Ye Wangchuan was the 'guest' who contacted her through him to treat his relative.
But it didn't say that Ye Wangchuan and Jiang Li have a good relationship and they now live in the same villa.
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Nian opened the dialog box to which he had not replied before, feeling a little complicated.
She never thought that Jiang Zongjim and Ye Wangchuan would help her after she left.
The feeling was so subtle, as if there was suddenly armor on my back.
*
Jiang family in Beijing.
Tang Wanru was arranging flowers in the living room when she saw Jiang Xianrou coming in. She put down the half-cut daffodils in her hand, wiped her hands, and said elegantly, "Are you back?"
"Well, I just went to school to get my certificate."
Jiang Xianrou placed a red certificate on the table, as if she was used to these things. She was particularly calm and had the demeanor of a lady from a noble family.
She put down her things and walked to Tang Wanru, saying softly, "Mom, I saw Dad's car was still parked outside. Wasn't he going to go around the city to celebrate Qiao Nian's birthday today? Why didn't he go?"
Speaking of this, Tang Wanru's well-maintained face showed a disdainful expression, but it only flashed by, and then she returned to her usual intellectual and elegant appearance: "Nothing, your uncle called him and told him not to go, the birthday party was ruined, I heard that Qiao Nian had a quarrel with someone."
"Arguing with someone?" Jiang Xianrou was a little surprised. After being surprised, she sneered: "... It turns out that dog meat is not suitable for the table."
How can such a person return to Beijing in the future
Wouldn't it be embarrassing for them to come back to Beijing
Tang Wanru didn't care about what would happen to her niece who had been living outside for more than ten years. She cared more about her own daughter. Seeing Jiang Xianrou put the certificate issued by the piano association on the table, she picked it up and looked at it, and said proudly, "You won first place again?"
"What about our opponent this time?"
Jiang Xianrou shrugged her shoulders and said disapprovingly, "It's okay, just so-so. There was originally a second place winner, which was not bad, but I heard that her song was stolen from someone else, so she has been disqualified."
In fact, it was quite difficult for her to win the first place this time. Her mentor said that many judges wanted to give the first place to the second place piece. However, the performance of that piece was average, and after repeated consideration, they still thought her piece was better.
She studied medicine at National Tsing Hua University, but she is also good at music. She is now quite famous in China and has won many music awards.
If we have to say who among the younger generation can be compared to her, it would probably be Zhui Guang, who likes to act mysterious all the time.
(End of this chapter)