"..." Liang Bowen looked at this with a confused look on his face, not knowing what to say to her.
Only she would feel embarrassed because of these things. How could someone as thick-skinned as Qiao Chen not want to stop studying in No. 1 Middle School because of such a "little thing"? There is obviously an inside story here.
He glanced in Qiao Nian's direction. The girl had a delicate profile and was playing with her phone with her head down. She looked indifferent and seemed to have no interest in the topic he brought up.
He looked at it for a long time but couldn't figure out what was going on. He moved the corners of his mouth and swallowed back all the questions in his mind.
Anyway, he heard that the Qiao family had a hard time these past two days.
Several forces are trying to deal with the Qiao family. The capital chain of Qiao's real estate has been cut off. Qiao Weimin is now begging for money from everyone. He has even put the villa under his name up for sale to raise money. He is in a state of embarrassment...
I don’t know if this is the work of Sister Nian.
…
Qiao Nian was indeed not interested in this topic. Whether it was Qiao Chen or Qiao Weimin, they had nothing to do with her.
She didn't want to waste any more time on irrelevant people.
She lowered her eyelashes.
I just happened to see that the mobile phone number signed 175XXXX sent me another message.
[175XXXXXX: Nian Nian, are you free at noon? Do you want to have lunch together? I want to apologize to you on behalf of your mom and your sister for what happened last time. You like hot pot, don’t you? I know there is a hot pot restaurant on Wangjiang Road that is doing very well. I heard that the food is good. I didn’t have time to take you there before, and I owe you. Do you want to have lunch together today? Dad will treat you.]
Her stomach churned and she felt nauseous. Before she could reply to the message with her slender fingers, Qiao Weimin sent another new message.
[175XXXXXX: By the way, are you going to be admitted to Tsinghua University? Nian Nian, congratulations, this is a good thing, Dad is proud of you! ]
"Heh." She couldn't help but let out a sneer from her throat.
This caused Liang Bowen and the others to ask curiously: "Sister Nian, what's wrong?"
Qiao Nian's dark eyes concealed his banditry, and he said in a cold tone, "It's okay. Someone performed Sichuan Opera face-changing for me."
After saying that, she scanned the new numbers that Qiao Weimin had sent her messages from. Except for the last time she replied to him, the rest were all messages from him.
Some asked her if she had breakfast. Some told her that the weather was cold and asked her to wear more clothes to avoid catching a cold.
There was also the news that I had sent her before, that Qiao Chen chose to give up the admission quota to the People's Art Theatre.
No matter what the news is, Qiao Weimin has the ability to act as if nothing has happened. The speed at which he changes his expression and his shamelessness are astonishing!
She had nothing to say to this kind of person, so she simply put the number on her blacklist.
Sure enough, without someone's harassing text messages, the air seemed to become fresher.
After blocking Qiao Weimin's messages, she pursed her lips, then found the hidden chat software on her phone and logged in.
Sent a message to [瘦腰控].
[sun: Help me find someone. Ji Qing.]
Wei Lou once asked her why she had to go back to the Jiang family. She said at that time that every fallen leaf has its roots, and she wanted to know what kind of people her biological parents were.
But due to various unexpected events, she never had time to check.
Another reason is that she has no feelings for the Jiang family. It doesn't matter if she investigates early or late.
Now…
Qiao Nian thought of what Wei Lou said to her on the phone.
After she left, Jiang Zongjin and Ye Wangchuan rushed into the Qiao family's box to stand up for her...
In the past, she always solved any problems by herself, but suddenly one day, someone stood in front of her.
Qiao Nian couldn't describe what this feeling was.
(End of this chapter)