Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

It still looked like a noble and lazy expression, but Wei Ling felt terrified and wanted to cover the mouth of the idiot next to her.

But Shen Qiongzhi shouted, and others heard him again.

She had to bite the bullet, squeeze the handbag in her hand, twitch her lips, and give a dry smile: "What a coincidence, Nian Nian, I meet you here. I heard that you did well in the college entrance examination, congratulations. "

It was extremely difficult for her to say the word congratulations.

Qiao Nian's college entrance examination results can't be described as "good". If he was sincerely blessing him, he would definitely emphasize his miraculous achievement of being number one in the country.

She chose to pass it over with a nice understatement.

It can be seen that asking her to wish Qiao Nian well in the college entrance examination made her feel tortured.

Wei Ling bit the bullet and sent her blessings.

Shen Qiongzhi, however, didn't even bother to show off. He stopped talking, kept a cold face, and maintained a high posture, almost rolling his eyes.

"Why didn't you tell your family if you did well in the college entrance examination?" she asked as soon as she opened her mouth.

It makes Qiao Nian feel like she is still a member of the Qiao family. She, the 'parent', should be informed of her college entrance examination results.

Qiao Nian didn't tell her, but it was Qiao Nian's fault.

"..." The girl pushed the brim of her hat down and didn't respond or pay attention.

But his eyes were cold.

Anyone who knows her well knows this is a sign that she is upset.

Ye Wangchuan blocked her behind him without leaving a trace, and said to Gu San: "You go in first with Niannian."

On the other hand, he turned his face and said to the girl: "You go in first, be good."

Qiao Nian raised his head and glanced at Shen Qiongzhi and Wei Ling again. He put his hands in his pockets and seemed to be still thinking about whether to go in.

Ye Wangchuan knew her temper and said in a low voice: "Grandpa Jiang is still waiting for you inside. Do you want to quarrel with them here? Today is your college entrance banquet. I know you don't care, but Grandpa Jiang and your second uncle are worried Invite a group of friends to celebrate for you, and you don’t want two mouse droppings to spoil the pot of porridge and disappoint Mr. Jiang. Don’t you?”

When these words came to Qiao Nian's seven inches, she raised her eyes, her dark eyes were beautiful and pure, her tone was lazy, but serious: "I'll go in, are you okay here?"

"Tsk." Ye Wangchuan took her hand and pinched her fingertips. He was in a good mood, then let go and raised his head again. There was a faint smile on his lips, but his eyes were extremely cold: " It's just cleaning up the trash, what's the problem with me. Just go in, don't worry."

"I'll send you a message if anything happens."

Qiao Nian couldn't say anything at this point, mainly because, as Ye Wangchuan said, she didn't want to mess up the college entrance banquet carefully prepared for her by Mr. Jiang because of Shen Qiongzhi.

So she lowered her eyelids and raised her phone: "Remember what you said, send me a message if you have anything."

"Know."

"..."

Given Ye Wangchuan's identity, she didn't think Wei Ling and Shen Qiongzhi dared to do anything. She just found them annoying, like flies, always buzzing around. In terms of ability, they were... No ability.

The annoying skill is top-notch.

Just then Mr. Jiang called again, probably asking her where she was and when she would arrive.

Qiao Nian was already not far from the entrance of the banquet hall, so she hung up the phone without answering the phone. I looked at him one last time and said, "Then I'll leave this place to you."

"Well, you go in."

"…good."

Qiao Nian said she would leave it to him, and she trusted him completely. She left quickly and neatly, without any embarrassment at all, and her back was very sassy.

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