Wei Ling walked out of the Yu Mansion with an unsightly look on her face. She walked down the stairs, but she was still upset. She had a gloomy face and the corners of her mouth were drooping.
Qiao Chen followed behind her, looking back at the door of the Imperial Residence thoughtfully, then quickened his pace to catch up with her, and said softly as if unintentionally: "I don't know who booked this place, and the manager didn't even give you face."
"Hmph." Wei Ling suppressed her anger, but lowered her eyebrows and said indifferently: "Beijing is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers. I'm not as powerful as you think. I will always meet people who don't give me face."
"But..." She paused, walked to the side of the car, stopped again, looked back with a complicated look, and said, "This is the first time I've heard that this place can be reserved. I guess the person who reserved this place must be of high status, at least someone who's on the news."
Qiao Chen had seen a lot of the world in the past month, and upon hearing this, he couldn't help but look more in the direction of the Imperial Palace.
Those people in Beijing who can make the news are all at the top of the pyramid.
She couldn't hide her envy and yearning in her eyes.
"Let's go, let's eat somewhere else." Wei Ling didn't notice the longing and ambition in her eyes and opened the car door.
Qiao Chen obediently withdrew his gaze and opened the car door: "Yes."
She was about to get in the car when suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a black Hongqi car approaching.
There are many luxury cars of all kinds in Beijing. You can find a luxury car almost every three or five steps. Many good cars that you rarely see even on the city's circular roads are very common here.
However, few people in Beijing raise the red flag.
Especially the license plate of the Red Flag car that drove past was extremely arrogant.
The Beijing license plate is followed by a series of 8s.
This kind of license plate cannot be bought with money.
Before getting in the car, she couldn't help but look over there one more time. It wasn't a big deal, as Qiao Chen discovered that the black car was parked in front of the gate of the Imperial Mansion.
After a while, a man and a woman got out of the car.
The man was tall and had a straight back. His noble aura could be seen from his back. The manager of Yufu, who had just turned them away, licked their faces, bent over and put his arm around their back, smiling, took the car keys from the man, and spoke cautiously.
As for what was said, Qiao Chen was too far away to hear anything.
Just from the manager's actions and behavior, it can be seen that he was extremely respectful to the man, and even cautious in every way.
Is this the person who booked the Imperial Mansion as the manager mentioned
He looks very young from the back.
She lowered her eyelids, and her watery eyes were mainly focused on the girl who was walking inside shoulder to shoulder with the man.
The girl had her back to her and never looked back from beginning to end, but the arrogance that she couldn't suppress was exactly like someone.
Qiao Nian!
Qiao Chen suddenly thought of someone and stared at the back of the girl who was about to go in. The more he looked, the more familiar she looked.
When she was walking around the city, she specifically asked people, and people from No. 1 Middle School said that Qiao Nian had not returned to school yet.
She was not surprised that Qiao Nian appeared in Beijing.
What's strange is that the manager said that Yu Mansion was booked by someone, and her aunt also said that the person who booked Yu Mansion is likely to be someone who can attend Congress... How could Qiao Nian be related to such a person
Her mood suddenly became irritated, she bit her lips, and wished she could catch up to see clearly if it was Qiao Nian.
Wei Ling had been in the car for a while and had inserted the car key. Seeing that she was still standing there in a daze, she couldn't help but shout, "Chenchen, what are you doing? Get in the car."
(End of this chapter)