Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Qiao Nian unscrewed the cap and quenched her thirst. Hearing this, she twisted the cap back on and lowered her head to get into the car. âWho did you hear this from?â
Ye Wangchuan thoughtfully grabbed the water bottle and put it down. When Qiao Nian got into the car, he bent over and fastened her seatbelt. Then, he said, âDean Feng said so.â
Qiao Nian was slightly distracted by his refreshing smell.
Coming back to her senses, she nodded and nonchalantly said, âOh. 1 rejected them, but I donât regret it. My choice would be the same even if I was given another chance.â
Ye Wangchuan originally wanted to say that the Privy Council would hold a voting meeting for her the day after tomorrow, but seeing that the girl did not care, he did not mention this and dampened her mood.
Qiao Nian agreed to enter the Privy Council mainly to not disappoint Feng Yu and Shi Fu, not because she wanted toâ¦
It was indeed too arrogant of the Privy Council to ask for a change of nationality.
Ye Wangchuan put on his seatbelt and changed the topic. âSimon called MO Dong. He wants to treat you to a meal to apologize for what happened at the cafeteria last time.â
Qiao Nian frowned. âDidnât I say that thereâs no need?â
Ye Wangchuan placed his hand on the steering wheel and started the car. His face was still handsome and elegant as he sneered and said, âHeâs just afraid that youâll be angry!
He continued indifferently before Qiao Nian could speak, âItâs not the first time the Chamber of Commerce Alliance has been a fence sitter. He wants to curry favor with Ji Ziyin but doesnât want to offend you. How can there be such a good thing in the world? People have to be responsible for their own choices.â
Qiao Nian retracted her gaze and looked straight ahead as she placed one hand on her lap and replied casually, âYes.â
Simon finally managed to contact MO Dong through his connections. He asked him to intercede for him, but after waiting at home for a long time, MO Dong did not call back.
He couldnât hold it in and braced himself to call MO Dong again.
MO Dong did not reject the call.
Simon immediately stood up and walked to the study. âYoung Master MO, did you help me pass on the message?â
Bright Gate.
The man with rough facial features crossed his legs and rested them on the table as he leaned against the back of the chair and looked at the surveillance cameras.
He couldnât help but sneer as he answered Simon. âl didnât look for you, and you still have the cheek to call me.â
Simonâs heartbeat accelerated and he immediately asked, âYoung Master MO, what does this mean?â
âYou told me you wanted to ask Miss Qiao out for a meal, but why didnât you tell me what you did? When you were f*cking bootlicking Ji Ziyin, why didnât you think of treating Miss Qiao to a meal? Now you do. Why, are you afraid that Ji Ziyin wonât introduce you to the reclusive families?â MO Dong put his legs down and spat out a toothpick.
MO Xi pushed his glasses up his nose bridge and asked, âWho is it?â
MO Dongs expression was as calm as still water. He could not be bothered to answer properly. âJi Ziyinâs sidekick.â
Simon was rendered speechless. His face heated up as he begged for mercy. âYoung Master MO, thatâs not what I meant.â
âThen what do you mean?â MO Dong raised his eyebrows and asked bluntly.
Extremely embarrassed, Simon explained awkwardly, â1 wanted Miss Qiao and my friend to go in for dinner that day, but⦠itâs just⦠it wasnât convenient that day.. Itâs not easy for me to do itâ¦â