On her way back from Jiang Zongjin’s place in the afternoon, a black car slowly stopped beside her.

Qiao Nian could tell the car had been following her the entire time, so she raised her hand and pulled down her baseball cap. Her eyes were cold as she stopped in her tracks.

A chauffeur quickly got out of the car and jogged to stop her. “Miss Qiao, my master wants to see you.”

“Your… master?” The girl narrowed her eyes slightly. Her aura was quite strong.

The chauffeur immediately reacted. “My master’s surname is Wei. He’s an old friend of yours.”

Wei?

And he knew her?

There was only one Wei family in Beijing.

Qiao Nian did not expect Wei Lou’s family to look for her. After some thought, she walked towards the car.

The chauffeur heaved a sigh of relief upon seeing that she was willing to follow him and quickly ran to open the door for her. “Miss Qiao, please.”

was distant but thanked him

stunned and

always heard that the fiancée of the Ye family was cold and difficult to get close

to his senses, he saw that she was already seated. He quickly closed the car door and jogged to the driver

chauffeur peeked at the person in the backseat through the rearview mirror. Thinking she would be afraid, he gently explained, “Mr.

Nian recognized his good intentions

did not look afraid, the chauffeur was relieved

most prosperous Chang’an Street, but it was deep and quiet; a quiet atmosphere

and

pillar of the brownish-red pavilion, with beautiful thrushes in it.

scenery in the old residence was low-key and calm, not high-profile at

came and went in a hurry, all with their heads lowered, and no one dared

that had not been used

Wei Mingxuan, and

head of the table with a teacup in his hand. He used the tea lid to

teacup on the table, he glanced at everyone. “What do you think? Do you want

of the younger generation. Bo Jingxing,

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