Behind the young man stood a black man who looked like a bodyguard. His muscles bulged against his black suit.
When the two of them saw the person who opened the door, the black bodyguard did not react at all. He was like an emotionless robot.
Lu Zhi's eyelashes lowered slightly when he saw Jiang Zongjin. The corners of his lips curled up and he asked gently, "Hello, does Qiao Nian stay here?"
He looked inside as he spoke.
At a glance, he saw the girl without her cap in the room, revealing an exquisite and eye-catching face.
In addition, he also saw Zhong Yiliu and a few other people.
Jiang Zongjin remembered Jiang Yao mentioned Tian Chen many times before. When Lu Zhi, who was behind Tian Chen, stood in front of him, it was as if he was stepping on cotton. It seemed unreal. He turned his body to the side and made way. His voice was hoarse as he spoke. "Are you Nian Nian's friend? She's inside."
At this moment, Qiao Nian's standard room was filled with eight people. Originally, it was already very crowded with five people.
In the blink of an eye, three more people arrived. The small room was filled with people.
This time, not only did she have a headache, but her head was also buzzing. She was about to explode.
After Lu Zhi came in, even the usually talkative Nie Mi was dumbfounded. He did not speak for a long time. He was silent for a few minutes before he reluctantly broke the silence, "Nian Nian, Lu..."
He had only said one word, when Qiao Nian interrupted expressionlessly, "WeChat friends."
The corners of Nie Mi's mouth twitched. He glanced at her. "You have quite a lot of online friends."
"So-so. Not many people."
Nie Mi was speechless. Good lord, Lu Zhi was here. She even said that it was so-so and that she did not have many 'online friends'.
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