Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Ruan Sisi was also looking at her, her eyes no longer trusting her before: "Xianrou, are those people on Weibo telling the truth?"

Jiang Xianrou raised her head in panic and met her eyes.

Ruan Sisi looked at her with a very complicated look, which included doubt, surprise, disbelief, and a hint of well-hidden contempt.

Jiang Xianrou keenly caught her hidden contempt.

The look of contempt in Ruan Sisi's eyes was like a needle pricking her heart!

"Sisi." Jiang Xianrou took the lead to avoid looking at Ruan Sisi, her face turned pale, she pushed away the chair and stood up irritably, picked up the mobile phone on her desk and said, "I'll go out and make a call first."

After saying that, Ruan Sisi didn't wait to continue questioning her.

She quickly left the coffee shop with her cell phone in hand, as if running away.

…

Jiang Xianrou didn't go far and found a remote corner on the side of the road. She lowered her head and looked at the text message Jiang Zongjin had sent her again.

The more I looked at it, the more panicked and uneasy I became.

She frowned, took another deep breath, pinched her palms to force herself to calm down, and pressed Jiang Zongjin's phone number to call back.

A full three hours have passed since the incident happened.

During the three or four hours that the matter was fermenting, Jiang Xianrou had been out of contact. Even Mr. Jiang called her twice, and she reluctantly answered the call.

Afterwards, she quickly turned off her phone to prevent anyone from contacting her.

This approach of hers prevented anyone from finding her and asking her to come forward to clarify Qiao Nian online. This was not a problem at first, but now...

Jiang Xianrou called her for the first time, but Jiang Zongjin didn't answer.

She bit her lip, feeling increasingly unsure of herself and feeling very flustered.

She looked at the screen of the mobile phone she had taken away, bit her lip again, and shamelessly called Jiang Zongjin again.

"Dududu..."

This time no one answered.

Jiang Xianrou's face could no longer be described as embarrassed. There was no trace of blood on her delicate face, and she looked extremely embarrassed.

People passed by on the road from time to time, and passers-by could not help but look in her direction.

Jiang Xianrou knew that these people didn't know her, but she felt annoyed and annoyed that she was being spied on.

This anger and irritability reached its highest level after she called Jiang Zongjin three times, but Jiang Zongjin didn't answer the phone.

She put down her phone extremely uneasily and stood there blankly, wondering how things could have ended in such a mess.

Just then, her cell phone rang.

Uncle?

Jiang Xianrou was like a drowning person grasping for life-saving straws. She didn't even see the caller number clearly, so she immediately answered the phone: "Hey, uncle, I..."

"Xianrou, it's me."

Jiang Zongnan's voice came from the other end of the phone.

Jiang Xianrou seemed to have fallen from the clouds to the bottom of the valley again. She was stunned for a moment and then came to her senses: "Dad, do you have a problem with me?"

"Where are you now?" Jiang Zongnan's voice came from the mobile phone, but nothing could be heard.

Jiang Xianrou raised her head and looked at Qingdao University across the road, pursed her lips, and lowered her voice and said, "My friend and I were drinking water at a cafe near Qingdao University."

She was unsure and explained to herself: "You know her, she is Ruan Sisi. She came back from abroad. She came to visit the school today. We haven't seen each other for a long time. She asked me to come out to chat... We just met It didn’t take long to sit down.”

What she meant was that she wasn't lying. When Mr. Jiang called her, she was indeed busy with the tie-up thing. She and Ruan Sisi came out from behind.

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