Qiao Nian stopped, put his hands in his pockets, and narrowed his eyes.
"Excuse me, are you Miss Qiao Nian?"
The butler was probably in his sixties, with gray hair combed back. He was wearing a well-tailored suit, standing straight with a polite look on his face, and didn't look like someone who was looking for trouble.
Qiao Nian's eyes were filled with indifference: "It's me."
"I'm glad it's Miss Qiao. I was worried that I recognized the wrong person." The butler smiled and took out an invitation and handed it over.
Qiao Nian took it casually and frowned: "What is this?"
The housekeeper smiled and said, "Miss Qiao, it's like this. Our old lady is about to celebrate her 70th birthday and will hold a birthday party in Raocheng. She sincerely invites Miss Qiao to attend. The time and place of the birthday party are on the invitation. Please be sure to come when you are free."
Qiao Nian opened the invitation and saw two words written in a flamboyant style on it: Tang Wei.
Tang
She thought about it and finally remembered where she had heard this name. On the first day she left the Qiao family, she was having dinner at Shuixiexuan and ran into Qiao Weimin, Qiao Chen and two women in modified Tang suits who were also having dinner there. One of them seemed to know her biological grandfather and they had a good relationship. The two of them even talked to each other.
She remembered that Tang Wei seemed to be Qiao Chen’s teacher
The Tang family has deep roots in Raocheng. There will be more people attending Old Mrs. Tang’s birthday party, not fewer. She doesn’t like to have too many people.
Qiao Nian was not interested at all, but accepted the invitation out of respect. He raised his eyes, with a sly look in his eyes: "We'll see when the time comes."
The housekeeper was not discouraged. He smiled slightly and bowed towards her: "Looking forward to Miss Qiao's visit."
Everything has been delivered.
He didn't waste any time and said to Qiao Nian, "Then...Miss Qiao, I'll take my leave now."
As soon as the black Bentley left, the familiar Phaeton stopped in front of him.
The car window rolled down, and the cute face of the little bun immediately popped out from the window, looking at her with sparkling eyes and shouting, "Sister!"
Qiao Nian took a look and saw that besides the little bun, there was another person inside. The man had deep features, his eyelashes were slightly furrowed, and he wore a string of Buddhist beads on his smooth wrists. He was ruthless and bloodthirsty, but also had a sense of abstinence. Apart from Ye Wangchuan, who else could have such contradictory temperaments in one person
Qiao Nian's eyes paused slightly.
I'm reminded of yesterday's princess hug.
I feel a little anxious.
"Sister, get in the car." Ye Qichen called her again in the car.
Qiao Nian didn't hesitate any longer, opened the car door and got in.
"Shuixiexuan."
"Yes, Mr. Wang." The driver in front was not Gu San, but a stranger.
After Ye Wangchuan told her where to go, he turned around and explained to her, "Chenchen insisted on treating you to a meal. Uncle Chen is not awake yet. We still have time to go to the hospital after dinner."
"Yeah." Qiao Nian had no objection. It was time for dinner and she was hungry.
Ye Qichen rubbed his hands together and asked nervously, "Sister, do you like the food at Shuixiexuan? Uncle and Gu San said that the food at Shuixiexuan is the best here. I don't know what you like to eat, so I told you to go there. If you like to eat something, we can go there and eat what you like."
Ye Wangchuan suddenly remembered the roadside stall she chose when he invited her for dinner last time, and was afraid that she would set up a similar place again.
The little guy has been weak since childhood, with poor stomach and intestines, and is prone to stomach upset.
Unexpectedly, Qiao Nian did not make any strange requests, and her voice sounded quite gentle: "Shuixiexuan, I like it very much."
Ye Qichen's eyes suddenly sparkled, and he was so happy that he almost lost his mind.
Hehehe, my sister said she likes it.
(End of this chapter)