Qiao Nian agreed and said slowly, "I'll call him back later."
"Okay."
Old Master Jiang was actually worried that Qiao Nian would be affected by the tempo on the Internet. Since she took the initiative to say that she would call him back, Jiang Li was relieved.
On the other end of the sofa, the man with one leg crossed over the other raised his eyes and looked at the girl playing with her phone with his deep eyes. He whispered, "Someone must be deliberately stirring up trouble on the Internet. Do you want to investigate?"
Qiao Nian looked up and met his eyes. She moved her gaze away first and raised her hand to pull on her hat. Her jaw was exquisite and smooth. She did not reject him.
"Check it."
She didn't care about the rumors outside. For example, on First High School's forum, she felt that it was nothing to be curious about her results. Everyone had their own curiosity, and it was normal to gossip about her results.
