Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Jiang Zongjin thought of this and looked at Qiao Nian again.

The girl lowered her head, holding chopsticks in her hand, and was concentrating on eating.

Perhaps it was because she was quite relaxed at the moment, the evil and arrogant energy on her body was gone, and her eyelashes came down to cover her beautiful black pupils.

The girl has fair skin and looks exceptionally well-behaved.

Jiang Zongjin's heart suddenly softened, and his eyes softened, as if hiding the spring breeze in March, gentle and intoxicating, he turned to the man and said: "Anyway, thank you Mr. Ye for driving over to pick us up this time. I'll treat you to this lunch today. You must not be polite to me!"

Others in the Jiang family thought that he was teaching at Qingda University and had little spare money. In fact, Jiang Zongjin had received a lot of scientific research bonuses over the years.

He usually lives a poor life and has nothing to do with money, so he saves all his money. Now he has saved a lot of money in his bankbook.

The bank interest alone every year is enough for an ordinary family to live for several years.

So he could still afford to pay for a meal.

Ye Wangchuan did not give him this chance, and said in a hoarse yet polite voice: "Uncle Jiang, you are too polite. I agreed that I would treat you at noon, how can I ask you to give me money?"

"But..." Jiang Zongjin didn't think much of Qiao Nian's favor with his friend, and was about to refuse.

Ye Wangchuan very sensibly gave him a compromise suggestion: "Uncle Jiang, Niannian and I are... good friends. As a junior, I should foot the bill today. If you don't think it's good, let's make an appointment another day. , next time you come to pay the bill, I won’t compete with you, okay?”

When Qiao Nian heard that he told her father that he and she were 'good friends' quite naturally, Qiao Nian twitched the corner of her mouth, slowly put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth, and called Jiang Zongjin: "Dad."

"Huh?" Jiang Zongjin was still thinking about the feasibility of Ye Wangchuan's suggestion when he was suddenly called out by his daughter. He instinctively took care of her first and said in a gentle tone: "Nian Nian, what's the matter?"

Qiao Nian leaned back on the chair: "If he wants to treat you, let him treat you. It's what he should do anyway."

Jiang Zongjin: "..."

How could this be what it should be?

Even among friends, he can't let others treat him.

He is the elder and the oldest person at the table. What if his daughter’s friends treat him to dinner and his friends look down on his daughter later?

What's more, Ye Wangchuan's circle itself... is quite arrogant.

If Jiang Xianrou wants to get in touch with that circle, she has to be careful to please.

Jiang Zongjin didn't really want Qiao Nian to be looked down upon by outsiders.

Who knew he frowned and was still thinking about what to say: "This, it's not good."

The girl said quite naturally: "It's nothing bad."

Qiao Nian held her chin with her cold hand, her eyes were dark and bright, and she said in a casual and uninhibited tone: "Dad, let me introduce him, he is my boyfriend."

As soon as the word "boyfriend" came out, the whole box was as quiet as a chicken.

It was the first time Gu San saw this kind of Shura field. He was so frightened that he didn't dare to say a word. He shrank his neck and tried to reduce his sense of presence.

Damn it, he didn't expect Miss Qiao to come so violently and directly admit Master Wan's identity to Uncle Jiang. This...

Gu San subconsciously looked at the middle-aged man.

really.

Jiang Zongjin's jaw almost dropped in shock. He felt as if he had been struck by lightning. He didn't react for a long time. He once suspected that he had auditory hallucinations in his ears.

"Nian Nian, you said it was you, Mr. Ye..."

Qiao Nian admitted very frankly: "Ah, he is my boyfriend."

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