the other side.
Nine.
Ye Wangchuan's room is just opposite Qiao Nian.
He never lived in the Ninth Residence before. Even when he came, he usually stayed in Rhine's apartment or the Ye family's old house at night. This time, he rarely stayed here and chose the room next to Qiao Nian. Most people in the Ninth Residence knew what this meant.
Just after parting with Qiao Nian, he went back to his room, took a shower, and changed into a nightgown. The dark blue nightgown was worn on him, straight and lazy, and the belt of the nightgown was not tied very tightly, hanging loosely, revealing a white and firm chest.
The man's hair was still dripping with water, and he was holding a towel in his hand but didn't use it. He walked to the bed, picked up his cell phone, and just saw the message Qin Si sent him.
[Zhuiguang is Jiang Li’s sister? How come I have never heard of this?]
"Hmm?" Ye Wangchuan brushed the screen of his mobile phone with his fingertips, half-squinting his eyes, with a frivolous and noble look. He hooked his neck, lowered his eyes, and called Qin Si back.
The call was connected in seconds.
He walked to the balcony with his phone in hand, and asked in a hoarse voice, as if he had just finished taking a shower: "How do you know this?"
"Weibo, Weibo is booming. My phone pushed a message to me and I just happened to see it." Qin Si's voice was uninhibited and the background music was noisy. It was obvious that he was outside. "Fuck, what's going on? Is Zhuiguang really Jiang Li's sister? Which sister? Jiang Xianrou."
"Not her."
Qin Si was asking again who it was. Ye Wangchuan lazily raised his head, his eyes glancing at the closed balcony window opposite, his hands on the railing: "I'll tell you later."
After saying that, he hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone, he opened Weibo.
Because he hadn't used this for a long time, it reminded him to log in as soon as he logged in. Ye Wangchuan thought for a moment before he remembered his account and password.
Log in.
He hadn't used this kind of social software for a long time. As soon as he logged in, many push notifications from people he followed popped up on Weibo.
Ye Wangchuan saw the first name at a glance.
Chasing light.
Number of fans: 200,000+.
He curled his rosy lips, clicked "Follow" first, and then entered the profile picture of the only person he followed in the follow list.
I just saw the few Weibo posts about the other party.
Opened Weibo account three hours ago.
In addition to system messages.
A new message was updated half an hour ago.
He also tagged Jiang Li briefly and sent just two words.
my brother.
The heat has exploded.
Now the number of comments on that reposted Weibo post has far exceeded 50,000, and is gradually increasing.
He pressed his fingertips on the screen of his mobile phone, scanned the Weibo post that Qiao Nian forwarded, clicked on it, and took a look at the comments below.
When he saw the comment with the most likes, his eyes turned cold. He looked at the person's name again, closed the Weibo post, took out the address book, and made a call.
"Hey..." The tone was extremely cold and protective.
*
At the same time, Chu Yao had already contacted Weibo through various connections and was currently calling them.
The phone rang a dozen times before it was connected.
She couldn't wait to pick up the phone, and said in a brisk voice: "Hello, Mr. Li, I'm Chu Yao. This is what happened. My brother-in-law has told you about my situation, right? I hope you can help me..."
The Chu family has an extraordinary network of connections in Beijing. With the support of the Wei family, there are many people in the family who have entered official careers.
This was also the reason why Chu Yao had the confidence to not give face to Jiang Li's agent before.
The Jiang family is good.
But I can't control them.
(End of this chapter)