Qiao Nian looked at the incoming call flashing on his phone, drooped his eyelids, and hung up the phone ruthlessly.
It was obvious from Qin Si’s personality that he wasn’t the type to give up easily. If he failed to get through the first time, he called again immediately.
Qiao Nian pressed the button again mercilessly.
After breaking it.
Qin Si sent a WeChat message.
[Sister Qiao, your signal is bad? Did you just leave the airport?]
Qiao Nian bent her legs and stood in an untidy posture, casually reading his message with her eyelashes drooping. After reading it and before replying, she heard Chen Zhu's dry voice.
She raised her eyelids, and her black pupils saw the face of the woman who was tampering with the USB flash drive projected on the projector operated by Liao Xu.
He raised his eyebrows, looking very irritated.
It doesn't seem surprising, but I don't care either.
She took a quick look and then lowered her head again, her eyes falling on the mobile phone screen, her white fingertips pressing on the keyboard.
[QN: No, it’s not convenient to answer.]
Qin Si replied to messages very quickly, and sure enough, the message came the next second.
A series of question marks seemed to be saying, your signal is not bad, why did you hang up on me
Qiao Nian narrowed his eyes and replied to him.
[QN: Something’s up.]
[Christmas is coming soon. Do you want to celebrate with your brothers in Beijing? If you come, I will call Zhang Yang and the others to have fun together.]
Christmas
Qiao Nian was inexplicably reminded of these three words and was distracted for a moment, remembering that someone had made an appointment with her in advance and said he would treat her to a meal that day.
When he came back to his senses, he decisively rejected Qin Si's invitation.
[QN: No, I have an appointment.] She had just replied to Qin Si's message when Ye Lan sent another message, the same as Qin Si's, asking her to have dinner.
[Nian Nian, I heard from my little boy that you are in Beijing. It is a holiday now. Do you have time to have a meal together? ]
She replied to Qin Si's message quite casually, but she was much more polite to Ye Lan's message and declined Ye Lan's invitation.
Ye Lan didn't say anything, just asked her to be busy, and expressed regretfully that they would meet again next time if there was a chance.
In addition to Ye Lan, Shen Qingqing also sent her a message. Qiao Nian clicked on it and took a look. She originally thought it was something or a problem in class.
It turns out it has something to do with Qiao Chen.
Shen Qingqing said that during the more than half a month that she was on leave, Qiao Chen was living a very happy life. It seemed that he had been accepted as an apprentice by an internationally famous piano master, and he was the talk of the town for a while.
Qiao Nian was not interested in these things. He took a quick look and put away his phone. He said to the man who was still dealing with the internal thief, "You guys take your time. I'll go give Master Cheng acupuncture."
Ye Wangchuan saw that she was about to leave, and called her gently: "Wait a moment."
Qiao Nian was impatient to get involved in this kind of thing, but she stopped, frowned, and watched him walk back to his seat in the conference room.
Take a bag from there.
Ye Wangchuan took out a red scarf from his bag, walked up to her, lowered his head slightly, and naturally wrapped the scarf around the girl, wrapping her porcelain-white face tightly. He then took a step back and said with a smile in his eyes, "It's cold outside, don't catch a cold."
Several pairs of eyes fell on her. Qiao Nian said nothing. She pulled the scarf around her neck with her slender white hands, pursed her lips, and said in a slightly cold voice: "Let's go."
"Go ahead, I'll come find you later." Ye Wangchuan glanced at her and smiled, but his expression was too seductive.
Wait until Qiao Nian leaves.
He turned around lazily, his eyes slightly narrowed, his whole body exuding a noble aura, just like a nobleman. He nonchalantly turned the Buddhist beads on his wrist, but there was a frightening hint of red at the corners of his eyes.
"Go, call Zhou Wei over."
Just a few simple words, but they carry a tremendous weight.
(End of this chapter)