When Chen Yuan heard her tone, he couldn't care less about his sadness. He suddenly raised his head and wanted to sit up. "Sister Nian, don't worry about this."
He was afraid of implicating Qiao Nian. He was really afraid of implicating her.
"I didn't say I wanted to interfere." Qiao Nian rotated her wrist. Her jawline was smooth and her half-narrowed eyes were dark and deep. They were extremely wild. "My hands are just itchy. I want to teach a few scumbags a lesson!"
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In Beijing.
Qiao Chen returned to the Shen Family villa in the wealthy district. When she entered, she obediently changed into her slippers at the entrance. When she saw the person in the living room, she quickly said softly, "I'm back."
