Qiao Nian took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, hooked them on his fingers, curled the corners of his lips wantonly, and said nonchalantly: "I drove the car myself."
"Ah, so that's it." Mo Dong stopped.
Qiao Nian glanced at him and said, "Stay here, I'll leave this to you. Help me send the things back."
Mo Dong understood that he was talking about the Shuangyangzun that Ye Wangchuan had photographed earlier. He nodded, and his sharp face became serious: "Understood."
"Miss Qiao, please leave it to me." It was not the first time that he had done the follow-up work of packing. Wang Ye had also brought back many similar cultural relics from auctions before.
He sent all the letters back to Country Z anonymously to avoid unnecessary trouble later on.
"Um."
Qiao Nian responded, picked up the car keys and prepared to leave.
During this time, she didn't even look at Elena and Haitong, as if she didn't see them.
This made Haitong, who recognized Qiao Nian at the beginning and shouted out, feel extremely humiliated. She was so angry that she wanted to step forward and stop Qiao Nian from leaving, asking her if she did it on purpose.
"What does she mean!"
Haitong's round face still showed disbelief. She gritted her teeth and lowered her voice.
"Why is she pretending not to know him?"
Haitong was very angry.
Qiao Nian acted as if he didn't know them. He slapped them in the face by mocking them, as if they were just insignificant ants.
But why did Qiao miss her
She herself was just a peacock who climbed up the high branches of the Ye family. Why would a country bumpkin who was raised in someone else's home in the countryside have such an attitude
"What is she showing off?" Hai Tong muttered, but she didn't dare to have a conflict with Qiao Nian. The last time she was in the musical theater, she was deeply traumatized.
She had an inexplicable fear of Qiao Nian. She hated him but didn't dare to provoke him. She only dared to whisper a few words behind his back.
Elena seemed not to hear her whispered complaints. She stared at one spot the whole time, completely ignoring Haitong beside her.
at this time.
Offit seemed to remember something and stood in front of the girl who was about to leave, looking a little excited: "Are you Q?"
Qiao Nian's way was suddenly blocked by someone. He frowned impatiently. Before he could look over, Ou Feit was pulled away.
Ye Wangchuan grabbed his wrist, held his mouth backwards, and pressed slightly: "You scared my girlfriend."
He apologized in a gentle voice, appearing polite and courteous.
But Ophit, whose hand was grabbed by him, had a distorted face in pain, and almost cried out in shame. His well-maintained face turned livid...
It was the assistant who rushed over to rescue him: "President, are you okay?"
Ye Wangchuan let go of his hand and stood there leisurely, looking down at the two of them. He spoke in a gentle and dignified tone, "I'm sorry, I used a little force. Are you okay?"
He said he was sorry, but the way he adjusted his cuffs, how could he look embarrassed? His whole body was written with the feeling of "I did it on purpose".
The assistant was so angry that he gritted his teeth and was about to step forward to argue: "You..." These people from Continent F are going too far!
It was Offit who managed to ease the severe pain and grabbed him at the right time: "I'm fine. Besides, the gentleman said he didn't mean it."
"But President..." The assistant looked at him impatiently, then looked at the unscrupulous Ye Wangchuan, and finally succumbed to Oufeit's own will and swallowed his anger. (End of this chapter)