Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Chasing the light?" Jiang Xianrou's mind was filled with Zhou Wei's affairs. She owed Zhou Hengfeng a favor last time, and this time someone came to ask her for help, but she couldn't help. She couldn't save face, so her mind didn't turn around after hearing this. Come over, take off your scarf and hang it aside, suppressing the irritation between your brows: "I know, she is very popular online. Mom, why are you asking her?"

Chasing the Light is as popular as a celebrity online.

It's just that these reputations are not worth mentioning in their circle.

Tang Wanru is a noble lady, no matter how popular she is, she is just a toy in the eyes of people like them.

Why did her mother suddenly mention it?

Tang Wanru didn't talk nonsense and showed her the phone: "Take a look."

Jiang Xianrou saw Jiang Li's name as soon as she saw it, and looked away without taking it seriously. Her brother had always been out of character. He insisted on being in the entertainment industry, and he really regarded the entertainment industry as a career. Not to mention how embarrassing it was. Well, she wasn't proud of it anyway.

So she rarely pays attention to entertainment news on the Internet.

"Did my brother get into trouble again?" Jiang Xianrou glanced casually and saw Xue Ziang's name on the news, followed by the words "fighting" and "entering the hospital". She didn't read it carefully before she mocked: "He is becoming more and more promising."

Tang Wanru also doesn't like her son who doesn't come home all day long. The relationship between mother and son is usually relatively indifferent.

Incomparable to her relationship with Jiang Xianrou.

So when her daughter talked about her son, she didn't stop her. She just raised her eyes and asked her to read on: "You finish reading first."

"kindness."

Jiang Xianrou read it patiently. After figuring out the ins and outs of the matter, she returned the phone to her: "I've finished reading, what's wrong with this?"

Tang Wanru took the phone from her hand, her expression was indescribably complicated, and suddenly asked her: "Do you think this light chaser is... Qiao Nian?"

Jiang Li has only one younger sister, Jiang Xianrou.

If you have to do the math, only one person in the Jiang family's lineage can be considered a sister.

Qiao Nian!

Since what happened at Nie Mi's birthday party last time, she hadn't gone out to eat or chat with her friends for a long time because she was afraid that those people would look at her strangely.

After all, everyone at that time thought that Jiang Xianrou could successfully become Nie Mi's disciple, but she was slapped in the face instead.

She herself also felt a sense of shamelessness.

Not to mention that the person who stole this position was Qiao Nian.

It's also the old man who hasn't recognized Qiao Nian yet. If Qiao Nian recognizes his ancestor and returns to the clan, their humiliation will only be greater that day.

Although Tang Wanru didn't want to think like this, she still felt uneasy. She pulled the fox fur coat on her body and frowned: "If it's her..."

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Xianrou interrupted her confidently: "It can't be Qiao Nian, you are thinking too much. This seems to be a public relations method in the entertainment industry. It must be someone from Xinghao Entertainment. I found Chai Liang and asked her to come forward to engage in crisis public relations."

"That's it?" Tang Wanru didn't quite believe it.

Jiang Xianrou was impatient: "That's just it!"

He raised the corner of his mouth again, quite disdainfully: "If she was chasing the light, she would have said it already. Why does she still need to cover it up?"

Tang Wanru was persuaded by these words, and the irritability in her eyes faded slightly. She no longer dwelled on the news and started chatting with her about Liang Lu and the school.

*

Early the next morning.

Qiao Nian threw seven or eight paper balls on the ground and finally wrote out Master Cheng's prescription.

She dropped the water-based pen and moved her stiff neck.

There was a clicking sound in the neck.

From the corner of her eye, she saw her phone light up.

Pick up the phone and take a look.

[Ye Wangchuan: Are you up? ]

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