Who the Mastermind Was
Apart from Jiang Xianrou, Jiang Li, Jiang Zongjin, and the others were also from the Jiang family.
Qiao Nian had to consider these people's feelings.
Old Master Jiang was old and in poor health. If Qiao Nian got involved in this matter, although Old Master Jiang wouldn't blame her, he would more or less be sad.
It wasn't convenient for Qiao Nian to make a move. It was better for him to handle it.
It didn't matter to him, an outsider.
"I've got someone checking with the big truck driver to see who's behind this."
Qiao Nian's mind had been tense the entire time, just a little bit away from collapsing. She didn't even know when it would collapse... Until now, Qiao Nian could feel Ye Wangchuan's hand caressing her back again and again, like a breeze brushing past her heart that was about to ignite.
The fire in her heart gradually cooled.
The taut string in her mind seemed less unbearable than before.
The hostility in Qiao Nian's eyes dissipated significantly. She closed her eyes and suppressed the anger surging between her brows. She slowly opened them again. Her eyes were much calmer now, and her voice was even hoarser than before. "There's no need for that."
"Huh?" Ye Wangchuan was still stroking her back to calm
her down.
Qiao Nian had already quickly adjusted her mentality. She raised her head from his arms, her eyes dark and clear, looking sinister.
Qiao Nian's tone was very calm, no longer as oppressive as before. She asked him, "Did you bring your phone?"
"I did." There was a good chance he could guess what she was going to do. Raising an eyebrow, he found the phone and handed it to her. "Your hand..."
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