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.”

The girl was distant

was 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

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

Nian recognized his good intentions

and did not look afraid, the chauffeur was relieved and focused on

near the most prosperous Chang’an Street, but

flowers and plants, but mainly

exquisite birdcage hung beside the pillar of the brownish-red pavilion, with beautiful thrushes in it. The little birds jumped around on the branches, their tails and

old residence was

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

the council hall that had not been used for

Mingxuan, and

his hand. He

“What do you think?

Wangchuan was the leader of the younger generation. Bo Jingxing,

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