This time, Qiao Nian didn't say it was the Ji family.
But someone remembered the name.
The people in the church on the block were in an uproar. Someone asked in shock amid the noise: "Ji Qing's daughter? Ji Qing has a daughter? That means... the direct descendant of the Ji family?"
The weight of the Ji family's direct line and side branches is completely different.
For people of their class, side branches can only benefit from the family's glory, while only direct descendants have the right to inherit the family.
Ji Ziyin and Qiao Nian have never been people of equal importance.
Someone was smart enough to run inside to report the news.
A few minutes later, an ordinary-looking man walked out quickly. When he saw the situation outside, his eyelids twitched and he walked over quickly.
"Miss Qiao."
Jacob knew her.
Qiao Nian gave him face and called out, "Daji, put the things down."
"Okay." Daji put the weapon down.
Jacob had already recognized him, but he was stunned for a moment and called out uncertainly, "David?"
Daji ignored him. She was much more arrogant than the bald guy before. She turned around and spoke to the girl indifferently: "Our people will be here soon. Don't worry and talk to them."
Jacob's eyebrows jumped again, and he turned his head to look at the girl, and said in a slightly cold voice: "Miss Qiao, what do you mean by this?"
Bringing people to mess things up
Qiao Nian was straightforward. He put one hand in his pocket and stood sideways in front of him: "Looking for someone."
"… "
"I asked someone to pass the message on for me, but they didn't seem too keen, so I had to resort to this method. Do you mind?"
The church has held a seat in the Privy Council for so many years, but Jacob and his men have never been bullied. This is the first time they have been taught a lesson at their doorstep, and the other party politely asked them if they minded.
He looked down and saw the 'thing' at Daji's feet. The corners of his mouth straightened and he pressed the root of his tongue: "I don't mind." At this time, Daji's cell phone rang.
He picked up the phone and said to others, "Well? You're following us? Okay, I don't know how the talks are going here, you can bring a few people with you."
He looked at Qiao Nian while talking on the phone.
After hanging up the phone, he told Qiao Nian in a concise manner: "Young Master Ye is worried about you, Mo Xi and the others will bring people over immediately."
He originally looked down on men like Ye Wangchuan. At least he felt that a man worthy of the sun should not be a man who was lazy and reserved all day long and had no interest in anything.
But he did it in a manly way this time.
Daji had a certain change of opinion about him.
He deliberately told the people in the church to prevent Qiao Nian from being in danger when she went in. This was a disguised threat.
*
The conflict in this neighborhood had not been spread out for the time being, so Jacob took her to see Quentin.
In the medieval church, the rows of seats were empty except for the men standing in front of the cross and praying.
"Archbishop, I brought Miss Qiao in." Jacob was very afraid of the man in front of him. After he said this carefully, he winked at Qiao Nian and went out.
Qiao Nian waited until he left before walking forward and taking out a piece of paper from his pocket and handing it over: "Take a look at this."
Quentin saw the draft paper handed to him and narrowed his eyes dangerously: "I heard that the people you brought were also armed."
"I can't help it. It's not easy to see you." The girl admitted frankly that she brought someone with her.
Quentin's mouth was tight, and he stood up straight. He was very tall, and a little condescending: "I have never been threatened in my life."
“That’s more life experience.”
(End of this chapter)