Chapter 1022 Jiang Li Has Returned the News

Ye Wangchuan looked at the girl's back and went out. He also threw away the Pai Gow in his hand lazily, bit his smoking cessation stick, turned his head, and casually said to the people at the table, "You guys play."

While waving at Qin Si, his eye-catching eyebrows are very arrogant, and he is a little unconcerned about everything: "Come and help me play a game."

Qin Si got up reluctantly, and walked towards his position: "I'm here to play games, you have to let me play cards. What's the point of playing cards."

Ye Wuchuan ignored his complaints, and after giving him his position, he jumped over the crowd and followed Qiao Nian's back foot.

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Outside the Lanting corridor, Qiao Nian came out to breathe, and by the way leaned against the wall to play with his mobile phone.

She just played games with Qin Si and the others for two hours. The phone body was slightly hot, but the battery was not used much.

Compared with Qin Si and the others, the battery of her mobile phone seems to be extremely durable.

The people who come to Lanting to play are either rich or expensive. They are all from the upper-class circles in Beijing. They usually don’t wear ordinary clothes. In this case, the girls wear a white T-shirt and jeans, and step on a pair of canvas casually. The shoes look a bit dazzling.

However, Qiao Nian wore a peaked cap and looked down at the phone, almost covering his chin.

She stood in a very ruffian position, her long legs were propped against the wall, her whole body was nonchalant, her white jade-like fingers were on the phone, and the dim light of the phone shone on the brim of her hat.

Qiao Nian clicked on WeChat.

Except for the messages sent to her by a few people in Class A of the third year of high school.

Jiang Li finally replied to her news.

【fine. 】

The news came from 5 minutes ago, just when Qiao Nian came out of the box, he only replied.

Qiao Nian's fingers on the phone tightened slightly, his black eyes seemed to be thinking about something, and he pulled the dialog up.

The last message was sent by her.

two hours ago.

She asked Jiang Li what he was doing and if he encountered any trouble.

Jiang Li took nearly two hours to get back to her. The reply was very simple, even a little hasty. It felt like he had received her news and took the time to get back to her in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to type two more words.

Qiao Nian half-squinted his eyes, his brows and eyes were dry, and he pulled out Jiang Zongjin's WeChat avatar. It was the fourth day, and there was still no new news. She pursed her lips and gave Jiang Li another message.

[QN: Where? 】

The message was sent successfully in seconds.

Jiang Li didn't move for a while, as if he didn't see it.

Qiao Nian was very patient, so she didn't rush in, she read other news while waiting for Jiang Li to get back to her.

She thought it would take two hours for Jiang Li to reply with the last news, but she would have to wait at least an hour or two, but she didn't expect Jiang Li to reply so quickly this time.

Ding.

When Qiao Nian saw the WeChat reminder from Jiang Li pop up, he relaxed his shoulders, leaned against the wall, hooked his head, and opened it slowly.

The message is still in the style of the previous one, and it can be seen that he is in a hurry.

【Liangjiang City. I didn't tell you before that I was going to record a variety show, but I've been busy recording the show these days. 】

Didn't wait for Joe to read him back.

Jiang Li showed that he was typing again.

Then, a new message came.

[Niannian, I won't tell you, the director called me. I haven't had time to send you messages in the past two days. I have to collect my mobile phone for recording the program. I will tell you when I get back. 】

After the news came, Jiang Li remained silent again. As if to confirm what he said, the program team confiscated his mobile phone for recording the program.

Qiao Nian's eyes darkened, and half of the messages that were entered were not sent out. She slowly deleted the messages she had typed in half one by one, pursing her lips, not knowing what she was thinking.