Qiao Nian came from Rao City, so he automatically assumed that the Aunt whom she was referring to was a middle-aged lady touring Beijing. On that thought, Qin Si picked his cell phone up and got up. "I'll go out to receive her. When will your aunt arrive?"

Qiao Nian didn't know the Lan Pavilion well, nor whether Ye Lan was a member here. She furrowed her brows slightly and shrugged. "She said she'd be right over, I'm not sure how long that is exactly." "Why don't you call to ask?" Qin Si wasn't afraid of trouble. He was just worried that Qiao Nian's aunt would find it awkward if she was stopped at the entrance and not allowed to enter.

Qiao Nian was holding her cell phone and was just about to give Ye Lan a call as well.

As they were discussing, someone knocked on the door.

One of the people in the room went to open it.

Si turned

had come, he called out, slightly stunned, "Aunt

referred to the rich second-generation heirs, and Ye Wangchuan and Qin Si's circle included an even younger group, then Ye Lan definitely belonged to what was known as the most powerful middle-aged circle. Sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ ꜰindNʘvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and

casually in front of her. He quickly straightened up with respect and said, "Aunt Ye, why have

Wang?" He thought that Ye Lan had heard they were hosting an event here and had come to look for Ye Wangchuan. He explained presumptuously, "Master Wang isn't in Beijing." Everyone else present knew Ye Lan's status and

and saw the girl sitting in the corner. She walked in and approached Qiao Nian with a bright smile. "I'm here for Nian

to Qiao Nian endearingly. "I told the business partner we can meet another time. Did you

Nian looked up and shook her head,

her, given her warm smile. She sat right beside Qiao Nian. "Oh, right. Wangchuan said that you'd be coming to Beijing, but he didn't tell me that you'd be staying for a

for a while and said a little apologetically, "I'm more or less done

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