Chapter 3571： What is Miss Nian going to sell tomorrow?

Chapter 3571 What is Miss Nian going to sell tomorrow?

Qiao Nian always likes to drink coffee outside, not the taste of coffee. But in an unfamiliar environment, she is habitually tense, and the caffeine in coffee can stimulate the brain, allowing her to maintain this state of high concentration for a long time.

But she didn't take coffee just now, she chose a bottle of drink.

Qiao Nian was in a trance for a moment, and immediately looked away, with an indifferent expression: "Take whatever you want."

She said it casually, but she actually had the answer in her heart.

711’s coffee drinks are all placed in the freezer next door, and every time she drinks a cold drink, Ye Wangchuan will say beside her that she doesn’t pay attention to her stomach...

Because they were playing the video, she subconsciously avoided the ice drink at the moment of that thing just now, and took a bottle of drink with creamer.

However, even if Qiao Nian was killed by such a thing, he would not admit his subconscious reaction at that moment.

Just... I don't want to admit it.

"Have you eaten yet?" She suddenly asked in order to divert the topic, and then remembered: "It should be one o'clock in the morning in Independent Island, and you haven't slept yet?"

It looked like daytime on his side, making her almost forget the jet lag.

Ye Wangchuan leaned lazily on the back of the chair, with his hands hanging down, but he didn't continue to dwell on the question of why it wasn't coffee. He looked at her with a high nose and deep eyes with a smile: "It's not that you didn't reply to my message, I'm just waiting for you to finish your work."

Qiao Nian paused for another second: "I remember telling you when I got off the plane."

She sent him a message as soon as she got off the plane to tell him that he had landed safely, and then she was busy checking in and looking for Ji Lin, so she didn't see what he replied.

She remembered now, exited the video and glanced at Ye Wangchuan's reply to her message.

【Y: Which hotel are you going to stay in? Do you have the address? 】

Then another half hour passed.

【Y: Have you arrived at the hotel yet? 】

Qiao Nian's eyes turned deep, and she understood why he made a video call for herself at this point in time, it seemed that he was worried about her.

"I went to look for Ji Lin when I arrived at the hotel. I didn't pick up your video just now, but he was there. I just came out and prepared to go back to the hotel."

She is not good at explaining, and she doesn't bother to explain to others, but this person is him, and Qiao Nian thinks it's no big deal to explain.

"I will see Nie Qingru tomorrow, and if it goes well, I can find the location of her vault..."

Qiao Nian's voice was very low, unable to detect any emotion.

But Ye Wangchuan understood her, and also understood her complicated feelings towards Nie Qingru under her calm and calm narrative.

My own grandmother is more vicious than an enemy, and the unreasonable hatred and grievances of the previous generation have always troubled her.

It can be said that without the complicated entanglements of the previous generation, she would not have come to where she is today, she would not have become a sun, and she would not have experienced so much.

It's just that there is no if in this world.

Nie Qingru has never loved Ji Qing, so she can sacrifice her daughter for the benefit without hesitation.

And Ji Qing loved her daughter, so she tried her best to find a way out for Qiao Nian.

Qiao Nian has been chasing the path that Ji Qing walked in those years, wanting to find out the truth, and wanting to know what Ji Qing went through so that there are no bones left.

He didn't say any comforting words, but said in a hoarse voice, "I'll come over as soon as possible."

"Um."

Qiao Nian was only depressed for a while, then put the negative emotions behind her and started talking to him: "I'm afraid she wants more than the thing I'm going to sell tomorrow, heck, if she wants to grab it, she might bleed profusely." ...If she knew that the money would end up in my hands, wouldn't that thing still be delicious?"

(end of this chapter)