Chapter 4
The man seemed to be in his early 20s and appeared a little cold. There was no brand logo on his shirt, but the workmanship was fantastic; the shirt fit him perfectly. The gold buttons reflected the sunlight beautifully, and there didn’t seem to be a single wrinkle on his top. He looked like someone difficult to get along with.
Qiao Nian had no idea what her biological parents looked like and who they were. She simply put her information up on a website for parents to look for their lost children. It didn’t take long for someone to contact her.
Jiang Li stopped the car at the entrance and said to the man behind, “Master Wang, I’ve booked the private room. You can take Nian Nian there first, I’ll go over once I’ve parked the car.”
It was in the busiest area possible but had a great view of the greenery as well. Waterside Loft provided some quiet in the otherwise busy environment. Hence, it was a popular choice.
Qiao Nian evaded his hand and did not seem to want his help with her bags. She kept a step behind him as they headed to the car and responded, “I don’t mind.”
Only the man sitting right beside her kept silent the whole time. But he was like a resting lion. Quiet as he was, his presence was impossible to ignore.
Qiao Nian raised her brow. The car that Qiao Weimin got two years back was just five million yuan. Just who was this grandfather she had in Luohe County?
Qiao Weimin did the rest after she was contacted. Qiao Chen had even “accidentally” revealed to her that her parents were teachers from Luohe County.
When she looked up again and peered out the car window, he could see her beautiful lashes curled upwards. She was such a sweet little girl!
The cool air hit her the moment she entered the car, and she saw the “friend” who was joining them for a meal later.
But there were several beaded bracelets around his wrist, bringing about a faint scent of sandalwood in the car.
Jiang Li found a topic to engage her with every now and then, for fear that she’d feel awkward in the car.
Jiang Li introduced him to her. “Nian Nian, he’s my friend Ye Wangchuan. You can call him Brother Ye.”
Jiang Li looked at his empty hands and then at his young cousin. He seemed a little confused.
She knew this car model. Tang Jin had told her that the car itself cost two million yuan.
The car had huge leg room, but this man’s long legs seemed to be in an awkward position.
