Chapter 406 After Watching It for a Long Time, I Remembered Who She Is

In her memory, Qiao Nian's grades were not good, and she had to rely on her family to find a relationship when she entered the No.1 Middle School of the Ring City.

Qiao Nian didn't study hard enough, so he went to Beijing to play during school.

There is no shortage of food at home, but she doesn't want to be ashamed.

Qiao Nian was inexplicably asked a few questions like a barrage of cannons. He half-squinted his eyes and was very angry. After looking at her face for a long time, he remembered who she was.

Half a year ago at the Waterside Pavilion, they had a meal once.

Jiang family.

After she put people on the number, she still gave her face, but her attitude was sloppy: "Come here for the test."

"Exam?" Jiang Xianrou was startled: "Why didn't I hear about it. What test are you taking? Isn't there two months before the college entrance examination?"

Qiao Nian's phone vibrated, she looked down, Ye Wuchuan replied to her message, and sent her a location address. Visually, they were waiting for her outside the attraction.

Qiao Nian's cold face was a little impatient, and her voice was hoarse: "Take an independent admissions test."

Jiang Xianrou's friends came over at this time, looked at Qiao Nian curiously, and turned their heads to ask, "Xianrou, who is this little sister, do you know?"

Jiang Xianrou's heart twitched, and she answered almost conditionedly, "A child from a relative's house."

This explanation is also correct.

The uncle is also a relative.

It's just that the relatives that everyone understands in the conventional sense are more distant relatives.

Some people saw that Qiao Nian was good-looking and liked it, so they took the initiative to invite her: "Since you are a slender sister, do you want to play with us? I think you will come to the scenic spots too, or do you want to go together? With your sister here, also take care of you."

Jiang Xianrou frowned and stood there looking at Qiao Nian, neither agreeing nor rejecting. That proud attitude was a silent rejection. All the circles she played with were the second-generation circles in Beijing, and the circles were different from the circles.

Qiao Nian glanced at her out of the corner of the eye, and calmly adjusted the straps of the shoulder bag, with an angry look in his eyes: "No, my friend is waiting for me outside. I'll go first if I have nothing to do. You guys can play slowly."

Jiang Xianrou originally wanted to stop her and ask who the friend she was talking about was, but Qiao Nian walked freely and simply, and entered the crowd without giving her a chance to stay, and she didn't have time to stop her.

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Thinking about Qiao Nian's coming to Beijing, Jiang Xianrou played absent-mindedly all afternoon, and finally separated from her friends.

She couldn't wait to drive home.

"Dad, Mom." Jiang Xianrou went to the porch to change her shoes, and handed the bag to the Filipino maid at home to sort it out. As she walked inside, she saw the tall figure sitting in the living room building flowers and plants, her star eyes moved slightly, Obediently walked up to the old man and shouted, "Grandpa."

Mr. Jiang was holding a pot of orchid grass in his hand. It was about to bloom, and the green branches and leaves were stretched. It could be seen that he was well taken care of. He has gray hair and a Chinese-style face that looks handsome when he is young, but as he gets older, there are traces of years on his face. Compared with young people, he is definitely not so handsome. There is a kind of spirit that has settled down over the years.

"Xianrou is back." Seeing Jiang Xianrou coming back, Mr. Jiang happily put down the orchid and grass pot in his hand, handed the scissors to the person who took care of him, and talked to Jiang Xianrou with a smile: "Go to school again today? Isn't it Saturday, your school doesn't have a holiday on Saturday?"