"...Mr. Nie may have given up." As she was saying this, she suddenly saw a broad and resolute figure from the corner of her eye.
Jiang Xianrou's eyes lit up.
Mr. Wang?
Didn't Mr. Wan take the young ancestor of the Ye family to Baocheng to find a doctor? Why did he suddenly appear in Beijing?
She was about to take another look when she saw the tall man holding something in his hand.
Like a black schoolbag.
bag?
Jiang Xianrou frowned, her mind unable to turn around for a moment.
How come Master Wan holds a schoolbag?
From the corner of her eye, she saw a slender and tall figure appearing behind the man. He lowered his head and seemed to be playing with a mobile phone. He also wore a peaked cap on top of his head. She couldn't see the face clearly. She could only see the arc of his jaw in the distance.
The skin is very white.
Not white.
Porcelain white like milk.
Many people in the socialite circle have good skin. Nowadays, science and technology are advanced, and even people with naturally yellow skin can be whitened through whitening injections, not to mention that many people have fair skin. But she has only seen a girl with such fair skin once in her memory——
Qiao Nian!
Half a year ago, the uncle suddenly found his daughter who had been missing for 18 years. The family returned to Baocheng. In Shuixiexuan, she saw her nominal cousin, who looked so white.
It feels like fine mutton-fat jade without any flaws.
Qiao Nian? How come Qiao Nian is with Master Wan?
Jiang Xianrou's heart clenched. Thinking of the 'secret' she had known since she was a child, and Qiao Nian's identity, her heart seemed to be roasting on a fire, sizzling.
"Mom, Qiao Nian came to Beijing?"
Tang Wanru didn't see Qiao Nian and the others. When she heard her mention it, she looked around and saw no one. She frowned, and her face that had been quiet for many years didn't look so friendly. There was disgust hidden deep in her eyes: "You
Are you mistaken? How could she come to Beijing?"
"But I just saw someone whose back looks very similar to her..." Jiang Xianrou felt that she was right. There are many people with fair skin, but they look gangster and fair like that. Qiao Nian is the only one.
Tang Wanru looked away, straightened her clothes, and said firmly: "You are wrong! She is now in her third year of high school, and it is not a vacation. Why not stay in the city to go to school and travel to Beijing?"
"Even if she comes to Beijing, there's no way she won't tell her family. Did you see that your grandfather and your dad mentioned her coming to Beijing recently? There's no way she won't come here without contacting her family."
What she said was reasonable and well-founded. Jiang Xianrou was originally sure that the figure she saw was Qiao Nian, but after hearing what she said, she became unsure.
"Maybe I saw it wrong..."
But the girl who was following Mr. Wan just now, with her head lowered and playing with her mobile phone, looked very much like Qiao Nian. Her temperament and movements didn't look like she was a mistaken person.
Tang Wanru didn't notice that she was uneasy. She raised her hand to look at the time on her watch and said to her: "Okay, don't think about it anymore. It doesn't matter whether she is her or not. What did I tell you before, Qiao?"
Nian is just a rotten stone picked up from a small place. You must remember clearly that you are a porcelain raised by the Jiang family. Never compare yourself with her! If you put yourself on the same level as her, you are devaluing yourself! She
It doesn't matter to us whether we come to the capital or not, the most important thing now is to see Mr. Nie. Do you understand?"
Seeing the impatient look on her elegant face, Jiang Xianrou didn't dare to disobey her. She squeezed the bag in her hand and nodded: "Yes."
"As long as you figure it out." Tang Wanru straightened her clothes lovingly, spread her brows, and smiled: "Let's go in."