Qiao Nian was indeed not a high-profile person.
At least, she was lazy and distant most of the time and did not seem interested in anything.
As long as they didn't touch her bottom line as the Qiao family did repeatedly, Ye Wangchuan rarely saw her respond to anyone.
If she didn't care, she naturally wouldn't provoke anyone!
Then, what was wrong with the group of people Chen Yuan was talking about?
Ye Wangchuan narrowed his eyes. Ever since Wei Qi's matter, almost no one in the city dared to provoke Qiao Nian.
If it was not someone from Rao City, could he be... from Beijing?
Jiang Li saw the sudden change in his aura, and the temperature in the villa dropped. Frowning, he stopped hiding on the sofa, stood up, and walked over. "What's wrong? Who called?"
Could it be Nian Nian?
He looked at the man's expression in confusion and felt that something was wrong. It was definitely not Qiao Nian.
He was about to continue asking when the man moved and spoke in a suppressed tone that reeked of blood. He fiddled with the prayer beads on his wrist and lowered his eyes. He was filled with hostility. "Did she say where she was?"
Chen Yuan: "No, Sister Nian didn't say anything. I was about to ask that when she hung up."
"Okay." Ye Wangchuan wasn't disappointed. It was best if Chen Yuan knew, but it didn't matter if he didn't. He said calmly, "I understand. Thank you. I'll tell you if there's any news later."
Jiang Li felt like he had seen a ghost when he heard him thank someone.
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