Jiang Xianrou raised her eyebrows, her arrogant face was undisguisedly disgusted, she frowned and said to Tang Wanru, "I'll call her and ask her what's going on and why she called the police."
She took out her mobile phone and said in a natural tone: "If she is not injured, I will tell her not to hold Zhou Wei, that's about it."
Tang Wanru watched her call Qiao Nian and didn't agree with her getting involved, but she didn't stop her either.
Maybe her inner thoughts were similar to Jiang Xianrou's. Since Qiao Nian was not injured, there was no need to make the matter a big deal. Besides, asking the police to control Zhou Wei would be going too far. Someone might as well speak up.
*
On the other side, the villa around the city.
Qiao Nian had just arrived home. When she came back, she went to her room on the second floor, changed out of her bloody clothes, and took a shower. The hot water washed over her body, and the skin on her back and shoulders was pulled out of the cannon. Only then did she notice that she had been attacked by someone before.
The skin was broken where it was hit.
Qiao Nian briefly checked the wound and applied disinfectant alcohol on herself. It should be painful when the alcohol is sprinkled on the injured and broken skin, but she raised her eyebrows as if she was used to it. There was no emotion in her dark eyes.
I calmly disinfected the wound, applied medicine, found a set of clean clothes and put them on, my hair still dripping with water, and walked slowly towards the bed...
That way, it's as if he wasn't injured.
When she came out, her cell phone lit up. Qiao Nian picked it up from the bed angrily and looked at the incoming call with dull eyes.
Beijing city number.
The kind she didn't save.
She hung up the phone.
I was just about to put down my phone and go dry my hair.
Who knows, the phone buzzes again.
Qiao Nian picked up the phone on the bed and looked at it again. It was still the same number.
"Tsk, I'm pretty persistent."
She stared at the caller ID on her phone. Judging from the other party's attitude, he would call if she didn't answer. In order to avoid annoying her later, Qiao Nian decisively added the phone number to the blacklist after pressing the call button.
Now the whole world is clean!
She blocked her phone number, checked her phone again, and found that Liang Bowen had sent her a message, asking her when she would return to school.
Qiao Nian casually returned to tomorrow.
After answering, he put his cell phone into silent mode, threw it back on the bed, lifted up his black hair that crossed his eyebrows, opened his legs, and went to find a hair dryer to dry his hair.
…
downstairs.
Ye Wangchuan and Gu Sangang came back.
There was a faint smell of blood all over the man's body, and it seemed that he had not yet come out of his violent mood. His brows were slightly calm, and his eyes were slightly cold.
Seeing Jiang Li coming over, Gu San walked to the kitchen very wisely: "Master Wan, I'm going to make you a cup of tea."
Ye Wangchuan walked to the sofa in the living room.
Jiang Li followed him all the way. When he saw him sitting down, he couldn't hold it in anymore and asked him anxiously: "How is it? Did those gangsters explain it? Why are they causing trouble for Nian Nian?"
He also asked Qiao Nian this question in the car, but Qiao Nian only mentioned one name and nothing else.
He listened in confusion and had no idea what was going on.
Jiang Li didn't find out from Qiao Nian and had to ask Ye Wangchuan.
He walked around irritably, then came back, grabbed a handful of hair, messed up his handsome hairstyle, raised his eyes, frowned, and emphasized his tone: "Master Wan, are they unwilling to say it?"
Generally in this situation, the rules on the road do not allow you to reveal the person behind you. If you are caught, you usually have to force yourself down and you will not easily reveal the person behind you.