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"Sure."

This wasn't the first time Qiao Nian was eating such pills. She knew full well what it was about and easily agreed.

Having gotten what she wanted, she picked up her bag and was ready to leave.

Wei Lou stopped her. "Where are you heading?"

"Home," Qiao Nian casually said.

Wei Lou frowned. "Where's your home? Didn't the Qiao family chase you out?"

the phone and eyed her. "You mean, you're going to live with

Nian didn't like him coming so close and couldn't help

that she'd staggered backward slightly. He felt bad about it but was helpless as well, so he simply pretended not to have noticed it. After all, out of sight, out of mind. "You

my biological father. It seems like my biological mother has passed on. I'm not sure about

had already accepted this grandpa of hers. Wei Lou's

"Mm. I need to know my roots at least - who I am and where I come from."

he couldn't. He knitted his brows together. "Are you intending to follow your biological father to Luohe

City? Didn't you say that your

"I'm not too sure about the specifics. Qiao Weimin told me that

didn't quite like this sort of "interrogation". She

"Jiang?"

that had come a long way. The older generations

Nian oddly

have anything to do