Jiang Li leaned back in his chair and closed his eyes to rest for a while before opening them again. Then, he looked at the message on his phone again and was speechless for a long time.

[QN: The Chinese Medicine Faculty is going to participate in the opening ceremony. What’s wrong?]

He was speechless for a long time after looking at Qiao Nian’s reply.

He pursed his thin lips and sent another message to Jiang Xianrou—[It’s not too late for you to regret it now.]

Jiang Xianrou lost her appetite after Jiang Li left. She hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls of rice and said to Jiang Zongnan and Tang Wanru, “Dad, Mom, I’m full. I’ll go upstairs first.”

Tang Wanru said to her worriedly upon seeing that the rice in her bowl was basically untouched, “Xianrou, how can you only eat this little?”

“I’m full. You both can continue eating slowly.” Jiang Xianrou’s face was pale. She pinched her knuckles and forced herself to respond to them, pretending that nothing had happened.

Then, she returned to her room with a heavy heart without waiting for Tang Wanru to speak.

Her room was on the second floor. It was the best room in the villa other than Tang Wanru and Jiang Zongnan’s master bedroom.

good lighting and a

in a European style according to

there was also a walk-in wardrobe made especially for her clothes. The wardrobe was filled with all kinds of branded shoes and bags. She had so

room and sat on the stool of the dressing table in frustration.

she had thrown on

put the mask back, got up,

was a message from Jiang

did not

down a little when she saw that it was Jiang Li’s message. She lowered her eyelashes

suddenly changed as if she had been slapped as soon as she read

late for you to

at first. She looked at

word and was almost angered to death. But instead,

was wrong with Jiang

wasn’t too late for

regret

threw her phone on the dressing table

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