Chapter 406: After reading it for a long time, I realized who she is
In her memory, Qiao Nian's grades were not good, and he relied on his family connections to get into Baocheng No. 1 Middle School.
Qiao Nian didn't study well, so she went to Beijing to play during school hours. She was just trying to kill herself because she didn't want to take the college entrance examination.
There was no shortage of food for the family, but she didn't want to be embarrassed.
Qiao Nian was inexplicably bombarded with several questions. She half-squinted her eyes and looked at her face for a long time before she remembered who she was.
They had a meal at Shuixiexuan half a year ago.
People from the Jiang family.
After she identified the person, she gave him some face, but her attitude was casual: "Come here and take the exam."
"Examination?" Jiang Xianrou was startled: "Why haven't I heard about it? What test are you taking? Isn't there still two months until the college entrance examination?"
Qiao Nian's phone vibrated. She lowered her eyes and saw that Ye Wangchuan had replied to her message and sent her a location address. It seemed that they were waiting for her outside the attraction.
Qiao Nian's cold face looked a little impatient, and she replied in a hoarse voice: "Take the independent admissions exam."
Jiang Xianrou's friends came over in a group at this time, looking at Qiao Nian curiously one by one, and turned to ask: "Xianrou, who is this little sister? Do you know her?"
Jiang Xianrou's heart twitched, and she answered almost reflexively: "A child from a relative."
This explanation is also correct.
A close uncle is also a relative.
It's just that the relatives we understand in the conventional sense are more distant relatives.
Someone saw that Qiao Nian was good-looking and liked her, so he took the initiative to invite her: "Since you are the delicate sister, do you want to play with us? I think you will also come to visit the scenic spots, how about we come together? Your sister is here, too
I’ll take good care of you.”
Jiang Xianrou frowned and stood there looking at Qiao Nian, neither agreeing nor rejecting. That proud attitude was actually a silent rejection. The people she hung out with were all from the second-generation circle in Beijing, and the circle followed
The circles are all different.
Qiao Nian glanced at her out of the corner of his eye and adjusted the strap of his shoulder bag leisurely. His eyes were very sinister: "No, my friend is waiting for me outside. If nothing happens, I'll leave first. You guys take your time and play."
Jiang Xianrou originally wanted to stop her and ask her who the friend she was talking about was, but Qiao Nian walked away easily and walked into the crowd without giving her a chance to save her. She had no time to stop her.
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Thinking about Qiao Nian's coming to Beijing, Jiang Xianrou was distracted all afternoon and finally separated from her friends.
She couldn't wait to drive home.
"Dad, Mom." Jiang Xianrou walked to the entrance and changed her shoes. She gave her bag to the Filipino maid at home to sort it out. As she walked inside, she saw a tall figure sitting in the living room, planting flowers and plants. Her starry eyes moved slightly.
He walked up to the old man obediently and called: "Grandpa."
Mr. Jiang is holding a pot of orchid grass in his hand. It is about to bloom. The green branches and leaves are stretched out. It can be seen that he has been well taken care of. His hair is gray and his face is shaped like a Chinese character. Even though he is old, he still looks handsome when he was young.
It's just that he is older and has more traces of time on his face. Compared with young people, he is definitely not as handsome as he is, but he has a hale and hearty spirit that has been accumulated over the years.
"Xianrou is back." When Mr. Jiang saw Jiang Xianrou coming back, he happily put down the orchid pot in his hand, handed the scissors to the person who took care of him, and talked to Jiang Xianrou with a smile: "Go to school again today?
Isn’t today Saturday? Your school doesn’t have a holiday on Saturday?”
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