Qiao Nian opened the second drawer and found an old-fashioned mobile phone inside.
She took the cell phone out and saw the new phone card dropped inside. She picked it up with her fingertips, turned around and picked up the cell phone and came out together.
Nie Qixing's expression became obviously tense as she moved. The muscles on both sides of his cheeks clenched and his eyes became fierce and sharp.
"Ms. Qiao, it's not appropriate for you to barge into my house to look for something. I thought we were at least friends. It seems you don't think so..."
"Indeed, I know him."
When Qiao Nian passed by him, she bumped into him with her shoulder and walked past him arrogantly. Her nonchalant voice drifted past Nie Qixing's ears: "Forget about friends."
Nie Qixing read this sentence together.
What Qiao Nian said was: We do know each other, but we’re just friends!
His brows were not as gentle and gentle as usual, and his hands hanging by his side unconsciously clenched up: "That phone is my personal property, you can't take it with you. As for the rest, I can let it go for the sake of our acquaintance. It's not too late for you to leave now."
Qiao Nian found a sofa to sit on, looked up at him in surprise, pulled down his cap, revealing a pair of dark and beautiful eyes, and paused: "Why? Nie Qingru didn't tell you about me?"
She actually called the Queen by her name.
Nie Qixing's cold eyes suddenly shot over, his expression extremely angry, and it was obvious that he was really angry.
"It seems she didn't tell you."
Seeing his angry reaction, Qiao Nian nonchalantly leaned back on the sofa cushion, stretched out her bent legs, took off her cap, and simply exposed her whole face: "I don't even care about her, do you think I care about you arguing with me?"
"Youth is not a reason for arrogance."
"Well, that makes sense."
Qiao Nian looked at his clenched fists, the willfulness in his bones could hardly be concealed. He put his cap aside and asked, "Youth is not a capital for being arrogant, but what can you, a marginal figure of the Nie family who has not even touched the threshold of the hidden family, have to argue with me?"
Nie Qixing seemed to be poked in a sore spot, his expression turned ugly, and he gritted his teeth and retorted: "I don't care about these!"
"Really?" Qiao Nian looked very concerned, turned her head, her eyes like fire: "Then you have no right to argue with me."
A string in Nie Qixing's brain suddenly broke.
He stared at the girl who barged in with such a swagger, watching her arrogantly insert the phone card into the phone she had found...
He could clearly feel that Qiao Nian knew his background, and maybe even knew his relationship with the Queen, but she just wouldn't say it.
What they said and did showed that they didn't take him seriously and treated him as a marginal figure of the hidden family... The feeling that the other party clearly knew who you were but still played word games with you and treated you like a monkey was like a blow to Nie Qixing.
His brain was buzzing and almost blank, and for a long time he couldn't figure out how to deal with the sudden situation!
While he was trying his best to hide his pain, Qiao Nian had already inserted the SIM card and opened the call log in the old mobile phone.
"How is it?" Ye Wangchuan watched her fiddle with her phone in a few seconds, then leaned forward and asked her.
Qiao Nian was not surprised to see the blank record that caught his eye: "It's been deleted."
Ye Wangchuan hasn't spoken yet.
Qiao Nian stood up and called Guan Yan: "Help me get a notebook."
(End of this chapter)