Chapter 4230 Sister Nian didn't come, no one can eat
Qiao Nian was willing to accept it once.
Nie Qingru took a deep breath: "You sent me that video?"
"Don't you ask Li Mo? She has done so much because of you, so you don't care how she lives after returning to China."
Qiao Nian pulled out the chair and sat down again, casually.
Nie Qingru hated her way of speaking like Ji Wu Falcon, that arrogant arrogance that didn't put anyone in her eyes.
She was stimulated and subconsciously lowered her voice: "She is just one of my pawns, no, she is not even qualified to be my pawn, why should I care about her life...you will care about what falls on the chessboard A speck of dust?"
If Qiao Nian hadn't been holding a Coke can in his hand, he would have stood up and applauded her.
yes.
In her eyes, Ji Qing is a pawn, and Li Mo is also a pawn.
These people are just insignificant dust on her chessboard. How could she care about the death of a speck of dust as a high-ranking chess player.
"You're right." Qiao Nian suddenly agreed.
Nie Qingru became vigilant instead: "What do you want to do?"
Qiao Nian put the Coca-Cola on the table, looked at the manuscript paper she hadn't drawn yet, and said slowly, "I don't care about the life or death of a dust."
"So you asked me if I sent you the video, yes, I sent it."
"Why did you do that?!"
"The reason you said just now-who cares about a piece of dust falling on the chessboard? I just want to tell you, don't mess with me, otherwise I can't do anything about you. It will take a few minutes to crush him to death."
"you…"
Nie Qingru on the other end of the phone was obviously **** off, her violent breathing could be heard through the current, as well as the soft comforting voices of the people next to her.
Qiao Nian guessed that the shadow was beside her, picked up the phone, put it to her ear, and said softly again: "Since she is not in good health, don't ask her to call me."
Nie Qingru on the other end of the phone breathed a little harder, probably irritated by her again.
Qiao Nian was too lazy to waste words with her, so he hung up the phone quickly and dragged Nie Qingru's new number into the blacklist.
She raised her eyes to check the time again, and found that it was almost seven o'clock.
Qiao Nian saw the message he just received on WeChat.
[Y: Come down to eat after work. ]
[QN:. ]
Qiao read back the full stop, tidied up the things on the table, and threw all the crumpled paper **** into the trash can. Then he pulled out the chair, stretched his waist and stretched his neck, and prepared to go downstairs.
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Downstairs, Ye Wangchuan has already made the soup base.
The cooked red oil soup is exactly according to Qiao Nian's taste. It is being heated on the induction cooker, and the room is filled with the tantalizing aroma of hot pot.
Gu San, Ji Nan, and Guan Yan were all whetted by the scent, and they waited several times to be greeted to the table for dinner.
However, Ye Fanchuan didn't move, and it was not easy for the three of them to sit on the table.
Just as Guan Yan couldn't wait, he stood up and said, "I'll go upstairs to see when the sun will come down."
On the second floor, Qiao Nian came down.
"Miss Qiao!" Gu San happily shouted, and ran into the kitchen to get freshly squeezed juice.
Ji Nan got up as well, and said with a sigh of relief: "Finally, I've come down, I thought I wouldn't be able to eat until eight o'clock in the evening today."
He glanced in a certain direction as he spoke.
Ye Wangchuan sat there in an even and stable manner, without even looking at him, completely ignoring him, his gaze always followed the girl who came down.
(end of this chapter)