Chapter 1197 Your Sister Looks Pretty

Ye Wangchuan gave her the VIP card of Lanting, where the environment is quiet and quiet, suitable for a group of people to gather and play.

The rest of Class A didn't know where Lanting was, and raised their hands in agreement.

Only Liang Bowen's family is in good condition, and he knew some high-end consumption places in Beijing before he came to Beijing.

When I heard Qiao Nian talk about going to Lanting to sing.

He was silent, touched the bridge of his nose, followed the footsteps of the large army, and only thought in his heart: tsk, Lanting, what Sister Nian said would not be the six figures in a box, not a member and still not allowed The club you went in, right?

In the world of the boss, you really don't go to KTV to sing a song.

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A large group of people in Class A walked happily, and did not notice a black Bugatti coupe parked on the side of Qingda Road.

Liang Bowen saw it when he passed the coupe.

The Beijing license plate number on the car is a continuous number, and three of them are the same.

However, he only looked at it once and then withdrew his gaze. After seeing the world, and seeing this again, he was quite calm.

After all, the last time he came to Beijing to find the most awesome license plate number that Sister Nian had seen.

Beijing.888888.

Compared with this license plate number, a series of consecutive numbers + three identical numbers seem so unpretentious.

He didn't even look at what the people in the car looked like, and walked around Qiao Nian without looking back!

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in the car.

Two well-dressed young men sat in the driver's seat and the co-pilot, and the man in the driver's seat was about twenty-seven or eighty-eight.

They are about the same age as Ye Wangchuan and Qin Si.

The whole body exudes a sub-elite temperament.

He is thin and has a pair of short-sighted glasses on the bridge of his nose. If you look closely, you will find that the lenses of the glasses are not thick, and they are more like playing on the bridge of the nose.

His facial features are very good, and wearing a silver-gray suit on him has a unique aura. Anyway, he belongs to the kind of person who you will definitely take a look when you appear in the crowd.

"That's your sister?" The man in the co-pilot didn't look as good as him, but he looked more approachable and kinder than him. At this moment, he raised his chin curiously and pouted in the direction where Qiao Nian and the others left.

It was obvious that he was asking Qiao Nian.

The young man sitting in the driver's seat immediately frowned, as if the other party had asked a question that irritated him, and hummed impatiently.

"is her."

His friend immediately smiled and said, "She looks very good-looking, and there are so many friends around. Your sister is usually popular."

Jiang Yao didn't know what to say, so he simply didn't speak.

Squinting at the direction the girl was leaving, the girl was wearing a peaked cap, and she seemed to stand out among a group of people, which was indeed very eye-catching compared to her peers.

A gangster-like atmosphere.

It doesn't look like a good character.

"But I heard that her friends called her Qiao Nian when she passed by. Well, your sister changed her name? Or is Qiao Nian her nickname?"

His friend propped his chin with a puzzled look on his face: "You usually tell me that your sister's name is Jiang Xianrou, why did you take such a nickname, and you can't go with the eight poles."

Jiang Yao heard him mention Jiang Xianrou's name, his facial features softened, and he was not as tough as before. He held his hand on the steering wheel and explained to him indifferently: "She is not the sister I usually tell you."

"???"

Jiang Yao saw the other party's stunned face, but he was patient, his eyes were cold, and he continued: "This is my uncle's daughter, and I just found it from the city. If you have to count it, count it as my cousin. It's not me. My sister."