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He couldnât bear to, but he stuffed the card into Qiao Nianâs hand anyway. He looked up at her and asked gently, âHave you gotten all your things? You can take the necklace that I got you for your 10th birthday with you. I gave it to you, so itâs yours now! You can take it.â
He Yujuan furrowed her brows and eyed Qiao Nian unhappily. Because of her place in the family, He Yujuan did not have the cheek to mention anything about the 3000-yuan necklace.
Qiao Chen stood by her side obediently and added on, âThatâs right, Sister. Since Dad already gave it to you, just take it. P-Perhaps... youâll need it in the future...â
She didnât make herself clear, but Qiao Nian knew what she was getting at. Qiao Nian glanced at her coldly.
Qiao Chen gave her an elegant smile in return. That high-and-mighty expression was practically carved onto every other Qiao family member.
Qiao Nian picked her bag up and handed the card back to Qiao Weimin, saying expressionlessly, âI left the necklace in the drawer, you guys can look for it if you donât believe me. Besides the notebook I bought for myself, I didnât take anything from the Qiao family.â
The expressions of the Qiao family members turned a little awful.
Especially He Yujuan and Mother Qiao, who hadnât even bothered to say anything.
Qiao Nian was as disobedient as a child could get and constantly made things difficult for the people around her.
Qiao Chen glanced at Qiao Nianâs bag and her eyes glinted. âSister, thatâs not what Dad, Mom, and Grandma meant. Youâre too sensitive. Weâve lived together for over 10 years. Even though youâve found your biological parents, youâre still my sister. We hope that youâll live well in the future too. If you donât want the necklace, at least keep the ten thousand yuan that Dad gave you. Luohe County is very different from Rao City, youâll need to spend more there.â
Qiao Weimin added with a frown, âThatâs right, keep the money.â
âI donât need it.â She had some money of her own.
Qiao Nian didnât keep his card and didnât intend to have anything to do with the Qiao family anymore. At this point, her cell phone rang. She placed the bank card that Qiao Weimin had given her on the table and then looked at the phone screen. She then said to the Qiao family members, âMy family is here, Iâll leave first.â
He Yujuan scoffed as she watched Qiao Nian leave. She remarked sarcastically, âHmph, what an ingrate! Youâve raised her for over 10 years and she didnât even bother thanking you before leaving.â
âGrandma, Sister is perhaps too excited to see her biological parents,â Qiao Chen said gently.
Too bad, Qiao Nianâs biological parents were just peasants who couldnât even enter their villa. What a joke!
âSister said she only took her notebook with her, but her bag looked so packed and heavy. It didnât look like it only contained a notebook...â
Father Qiao shook his head and sighed hypocritically. âForget it, weâve raised her for over a decade anyway. Let her take whatever she wants with her. We donât need that kind of money, anyway.â
He Yujuan supported herself with her walking stick as she watched the figure disappear into the distance. She said with disdain, âItâs good that sheâs left. She was never one of us anyway.â
âChen Chen, donât you call her Sister anymore. She isnât fit to be your sister! Go and get changed, youâll have to make good your chance later when weâre at Waterside Loft...â
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Although the Qiao family was considered rather powerful in Rao City, they were still inferior in status compared to the Jiang and Tang families.
Qiao Nian couldnât hear them clearly anymore, but she could detect the joy in Qiao Chenâs voice and the happiness of the Qiao family collectively.
*
It was a hot day, and the tar road was heating up. There was practically nobody outside except a few elderly people seeking shade under some large trees.
Beyond the rose garden, a black Volkswagen was parked by the roadside.
Jiang Li glanced at his watch. It had been about half an hour, but no one was walking out of the villa yet.
He wound down the car window and peered outwards impatiently.
The warm air from outside poured in and the man in the backseat quickly ordered, âShut the window!â
It wasnât a loud voice, but the tone was unmistakably firm and held a certain oppressive power that was impossible to ignore.
Jiang Li quickly turned around and then wound the window back up.
âMaster Wang, how are you not anxious about her! I shouldâve been here the day before, but you made me fetch you from some other city, thatâs why weâre here only today! My Boss already called me earlier today to ask what went wrong. He said that I had to bring her home today, or else Iâm not to return...â
Ye Wangchuan hadnât slept in three days and was having a headache now. The constant nagging of the man in the front seat annoyed him further. He leaned back and glanced at the man, saying hoarsely, âSheâs also my fiancé.â
Those few words silenced the car.
The Jiang family had been doing rather well about three generations back.
But they were still worlds apart from the Ye family. He had grown up with Ye Wangchuan, but over the years he gradually understood that he and Ye Wangchuan were different. The Ye family was different too.
In this generation, the most pampered one in the Ye family was the Crown Prince in the car now.
If it wasnât for his Bossâs connections, Ye Wangchuanâs fiancé wouldnât have had anything to do with their family...
There was some worry in his eyes now.
His young cousin had gone missing for over 10 years, and, based on his investigation, she hadnât seemed to be an outstanding figure. What if she wasnât compatible with Master Wang?
...
âSheâs out!â
Jiang Li saw a figure emerge from the villa.
âI think thatâs her, Iâll go take a look.â
Jiang Li undid his seatbelt and got off immediately.
The petite figure was getting closer to him.
Those fair legs caught his eyes first. They were so slim and slender.
And so very fair.
Jiang Li had seen tons of beauties in the entertainment circle, but he was still awed by her.
The girl approaching him seemed to be about 17 or 18 years old, and her veins could almost be seen under the bright light. Her skin was so fair and her eyes so dark. Under that veil of coldness was a sort of wild spirit being suppressed.
Even after heâd seen countless beautiful women, he couldnât deny that she was a beauty!