Madame, her vest is causing a sensation in the city again Qiao Nian Ye Wangchuan Chapter 1797 : Master Lu: Nian Nian, I'll be back the afternoon of the day after tomorrow
Chapter 1797 : Master Lu: Nian Nian, I'll be back the afternoon of the day after tomorrow
"Mr. He?" Seeing that he was in a daze, Ji Ziyin narrowed her eyes slightly and called him again.
Put your fingers on the table and tap lightly.
He looked impatient.
After all, accidents happened one after another in the Independent Continent and the Illegal Zone. This time, she lost two arms and suffered heavy losses. She still doesn't know how she will explain to her family when she returns this time.
She was exhausted and had a lot of mess waiting for her to go back and clean it up.
Ji Ziyin naturally couldn't muster much patience: "Have you thought about it?"
He Congming looked at her. He couldn't tell her the pain, but he didn't dare to offend her. He could only take a deep breath and nodded stiffly: "I understand. Miss Ji, I will find a way to talk to Qiao Nian."
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Ji Ziyin flew away in the evening.
He Congming said he wanted to talk to Qiao Nian, but in fact he was at a loss to deal with this situation and couldn't think of a good solution for the moment.
After all, he never thought before that he would apologize in a humble manner, nor did he think about leaving a way out for the Jiang family.
He got things done first.
Now if you want to go back and go back, it's not that easy.
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the other side.
Qiao Nian went to the hospital to see Mr. Jiang in the afternoon. The old man was not awake yet, but his physical indicators were more stable than before.
Jiang Zongnan woke up.
However, Qiao Nian didn't go to see it. When she met Shen Yugui, she asked him privately.
It was just six o'clock in the afternoon when she returned to the Rhine.
I put down my bag and went back to my room to take a shower. When I was going downstairs to get water, I received a call from someone in Independence.
Qiao Nian still held the mug in her hand and had just taken a sip of water. She lowered her eyes and saw Ye Wangchuan's name on the caller ID.
She lowered her eyelashes slightly, put the cup aside, walked to the edge of the sofa, found a comfortable position to nestle in, and picked up the video.
The video was connected quickly.
Internet speed is okay.
Qiao Nian didn't like the camera facing her face very much, so she moved her phone to the left and placed it on the coffee table not far away. She raised her hand and frowned, waiting for the person on the other end of the video call to speak first.
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Ye Wangchuan knew her habits, with deep eyes, raised lips, in a good mood, and a low and charming voice: "Nian Nian, how is Mr. Jiang's recovery?"
Qiao Nian lifted up the broken hair covering her brow bone, put her hand down sassily, and said casually, "Fortunately, I haven't woken up yet."
She paused and then said: "Professor Shen said he would wake up in two days, but he didn't know exactly when he would wake up. I told the doctors at the hospital to call me as soon as he woke up."
"kindness."
The man on the other end of the phone is very handsome and has a relaxed posture. Looking at his background, you can tell that he is also at home. The blue and white porcelain vase behind the leather sofa is very eye-catching.
Qiao Nian had seen that vase before when she had a video chat with him in Independent Continent. It seemed to be their Yaomen stronghold.
She couldn't help but take a look, her beautiful black pupils seemed to be thoughtful. After a while, she frowned and suddenly said: "I heard that Yaomen took over several strongholds of the Ji family and caused a lot of trouble in Independent Continent.
Dog jumping?”
"Tsk." The man at the other end of the video moved his cypress-like figure and changed his posture. He was clear and dignified and said lazily: "Who did you listen to?"
Ye Wangchuan smiled slightly and said lazily: "It's not a big deal, but there are a few people in the Ji family who are very angry."
For example, Ji Ziyin's lineage.
He looked at the girl on the other end of the phone again, his eyes full of nostalgia, and his voice sounded like the breeze blowing in March: "Nian Nian, I'll be back the day after tomorrow in the afternoon."