âHeâs probably thinking about someone.â
Gu San was standing at the side, playing games on his cell phone. He was playing a very popular chicken-eating game. Ye Qichen also liked to play this game, and Gu San sometimes played this game together with him. Ye Qichen wasnât present today, so Gu San was playing the game just to kill time. He had just reached a critical point in the game, and he answered Jiang Xianrouâs question without raising his head.
Seeing that he was still playing, she frowned. Her autumn-colored eyes showed her concern as she hung onto what Gu San had casually said.
âWho is he thinking of?â
âHeâs obviously thinking ofâ¦â Gu San almost blurted out that Master Wang was thinking about Miss Qiao. Just as he was about to speak her name, he saw Jiang Xianrou looking at him with concerned eyes. He quickly reacted and corrected himself. âI donât know much about what Master Wang is thinking. I just spoke casually. Miss Xianrou, please donât take my words to heart.â
If Gu San didnât try to deflect her question, she wouldnât have thought that Master Wang was thinking of a girl. Seeing him quickly correcting his words, her heart slowly sank.
She had always been a calm person. If she wasnât able to control her emotions well, she wouldnât have been able to enter the upper circles even if she relied on her relationship with Jiang Li. She pursed her lips and did not say anything.
She appeared calm on the outside, making Gu San anxiously think that she might have guessed it. He took the initiative to change the topic and asked her a question. âMiss Xianrou, were you not busy today? How did you manage to find the time to come today?â
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Jiang Xianrou rejected Qin Siâs first invitation, saying that she had something to do at home and couldnât make it. She put in the effort to be here today, but in the end, the only person she talked to was Gu San, who simply asked her questions casually.
Jiang Xianrou felt very annoyed about this matter. She put her hand on the handlebar as a mocking look appeared on her outstanding face. She said coldly, âI could make it because someone stood us up.â
âWho stood you up?â Gu San was just casually asking. He was mainly concerned with her pestering him, afraid that she would keep asking him who Master Wang was thinking of.
He didnât expect Jiang Xianrou to actually answer his question. She spoke proudly. âMy cousin. I donât think you have met her before. She came to Beijing for an examination and asked us out for a meal. However, she just stood us up.â
While they were eating at the Waterside Loft before, only Ye Wangchuan and Jiang Li were present. Gu San wasnât there. Jiang Xianrou didnât expect him to have met Qiao Nian before.
As soon as she mentioned her cousin and that she stood her up, a person immediately came to Gu Sanâs mind.
Definitely Miss Qiao!
Gu Sanâs eyes moved slightly, and he asked curiously, âIs Old Master Jiang angry?â
Jiang Xianrou didnât know that he knew Qiao Nian, so she didnât think that it would mean anything even if she told him. She casually said, âMy grandfather is just spoiling her. In any case, as long as she coaxes him, even a little, he will go along with what she says.
âPreviously, she sent the Old Master a bottle of products that had no labels or brand. The Old Master just accepted it happily. This time, she stood us up and simply sent a bottle of the unbranded health care product again, asking the Old Master to eat them. Just from this, my grandfather was very happy.â
She spoke with such a tone of disdain, not knowing that Gu San was about to cry out.
Oh my god! She sent them one whole bottle?
He was very curious as to how many pills could fit into one bottle.
He remembered seeing the transparent glass bottle in Qiao Nianâs schoolbag before. It was filled to the brim. Based on a visual inspection, there seemed to be at least twenty pills in the bottle.
Ye Wangchuanâs sister said that the price of one pill on the black market had increased a lot recently. One wouldnât be able to buy one pill even with 500,000 yuan. The pill she bought from a trustworthy middleman already cost her an eight-digit price. In other words, Qiao Nian had given Old Master Jiang a bottle of pills that was worth at least a courtyard house in Beijing.