Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Qiao Nian arrived at the nursing home half an hour later.

Jian Jin sent the person outside the nursing home, stopped the car, watched the girl unbuckle her seat belt neatly, and whispered: "Qiao, do you want me to accompany you in?"

She always felt that there were a lot of troublesome things in Qiao's biological parents' home!

Jian Jin felt uneasy and said, "I'll be fine tonight anyway, right?"

Qiao Nian had already unfastened her seat belt, opened the door, picked up the shoulder bag she had placed beside her, got out of the car first, put a dry hand on the door, stood outside and said to her: "No need." , you go back first, I’m just going to take a look."

"You really don't want me to accompany you in?" Jian Jin still felt uneasy.

Qiao Nian had already closed the car door for her. She swung her shoulder bag on her left shoulder. She raised her hand and casually pulled down the brim of her hat. The eyes under the brim were dark and as deep as a cold pool. She couldn't see much emotion and was quite cold. Facing the rolled-down car window, she restrained her gangsterism and said, "Go back first. I'll call you if anything happens!"

Jian Jin could see that Qiao Nian didn't want her to get involved in the Jiang family's affairs. She didn't insist anymore and nodded. Her fair face looked ordinary, but her eyes were condensed, and there was a coldness in them. Meaning: "Okay, I'll go back first. If you need anything, remember to call me. I live not far from here. I'll drive there in ten minutes."

The sanatoriums chosen by Mr. Jiang are all places with better environment. This area belongs to the wealthy area of ​​Beijing. There are many villa areas scattered around the sanatorium.

Qiao Nian thought she was staying in a hotel. At first glance, she lived in a nearby villa area. There was a hint of surprise in her dark eyes.

But in the blink of an eye, she figured it out again.

With Jian Jin's temperament, she would definitely choose to stay in a hotel, which is convenient, fast and less troublesome.

But Jian Jin did not come to Beijing alone this time. Among the people traveling with her was Lu Zhi, who was not someone who could just settle for a hotel.

Qiao Nian also knew that Lu Zhi had mysophobia, and the mysophobia was quite serious. His residence in the illegal area was always cleaned meticulously. There was no garbage on the floor or on the sofa. Even the covers of books were wiped clean by Lu Zhi. He would even put disposable cushions on the chairs in his study.

Qiao Nian wanted to understand who lived in the nearby villa. The surprise in her eyes gradually dissipated. She put one hand in her pocket and said in an arrogant and arrogant manner: "I know, you go first. I'll leave you." Go in again.”

She said and took a step away from the car. Jian Jin couldn't resist her and rolled up the window. In an instant, the red sports car disappeared outside the nursing home, crushing the sycamore leaves on the road...

Qiao Nian watched the car drive away, then she raised her hand and pushed her hat down again, hiding the coldness in her eyes, and turned around and walked into the nursing home.

*

The nursing home where Mr. Jiang lives has a garden-style landscape, with neatly trimmed lawns, and a large ginkgo tree planted on the slope of the lawn.

The breeze blew through the treetops, and the leaves swayed with the wind.

There were also ripples on the lake not far away.

The overall environment of the sanatorium is quiet and quiet, which is very suitable for elderly people to stay here and recuperate.

This is not the first time Qiao Nian has come to the nursing home. Ever since she was admitted to Qingdao University, she has come to the nursing home from time to time to accompany Mr. Jiang.

She was very familiar with the environment in the nursing home. She walked through the gravel road on the lawn with ease and walked all the way to the ward where Mr. Jiang lived.

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