Chapter 270 Only Chasing Light can compare with her
"I have told you before that my biological parents' surname is Jiang..."
She remembered that she went to his clinic to give him sugar pills on the day she recognized her marriage, and she mentioned it in passing.
There was silence on the other end for a few seconds before he choked out a sentence: "...You told me, but you didn't tell me at the time that it was Jiang from the Jiang family in Baocheng!"
"What's the difference between the Jiang of the Jiang family in Baocheng and the Jiang of Zhao Qian's grandson Li Li?"
"..." Awesome!
The other end of the phone was silent for about five seconds again, and then decisively changed the topic.
"What about Ye Wangchuan, what's going on?"
"...Friends." Good friends.
Qiao Nian is not a person who likes to explain. If he hadn't had a good relationship with him, someone else would have hung up the phone long ago.
She briefly explained the matter of treating Chenchen, letting Wei Lou know that Ye Wangchuan was the 'guest' who contacted her through him to treat his relatives.
But he didn't say that Ye Wangchuan and Jiang Li have a good relationship. They now live in the same villa.
After hanging up the phone, Qiao Nian clicked on the dialog box that had not responded to the message before, feeling a little complicated.
She never thought that Jiang Zongjin and Ye Wangchuan would help her stand up after she left.
This feeling was too subtle, as if there was suddenly armor on my back.
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The Jiang family in Beijing.
Tang Wanru was arranging flowers in the living room when she saw Jiang Xianrou coming in from the outside. She put down the half-cut daffodils in her hand, wiped her hands and said elegantly: "Back?" "Well, I just went to school to get my certificate. "
Jiang Xianrou placed a red certificate on the table, as if she was used to these things, she was very calm and had the demeanor of a lady.
She put down her things and walked up to Tang Wanru, saying softly: "Mom, I see dad's car is still parked outside. Isn't he going to go around the city to read that Qiao's birthday today? Why didn't he go?"
Mentioning this, Tang Wanru's well-maintained face showed a contemptuous expression, but it only flashed before she returned to her usual intellectual and elegant appearance: "It's nothing, your uncle called him and said there was no need to go there. The birthday party was messed up. I heard that Qiao Nian had a fight with someone. "
"Fighting with someone?" Jiang Xianrou was a little surprised. After being stunned, she sneered: "...Sure enough, dog meat cannot be put on the table."
How can such a person return to Beijing in the future?
Would it be embarrassing for them to come back to Beijing?
Tang Wanru didn't care what would happen to her niece who had been living outside for more than ten years. She was more concerned about her daughter. Seeing Jiang Xianrou put the certificate issued by the Piano Association on the table, she picked it up and looked at it. Unable to hide his pride, he said: "Winning first place again?"
"How is the opponent this time?"
Jiang Xianrou shrugged her shoulders and said disapprovingly: "It's okay, that's it. It was good to have a second place, but I heard that she stole the song from someone else and has been disqualified."
In fact, she won the first place this time. Her mentor said that many judges wanted to give the first place to the second place work. However, the performance of that piece was average. After repeated consideration, I still thought her piece was better.
She studied medicine at Tsinghua University, but she is also good at music. Now she is quite famous in China, and she has won many music awards.
If I had to say who among the younger generation could be compared with her, it would probably be the light-chasing person who likes to play tricks and be mysterious all day long.
(End of chapter)