As he asked, Mr. Jiang suddenly paused and said as if he wanted to speak, "Niannian, I heard that you have been off for a year and you are about to go to the third year of high school? Have you thought about which high school to go to? Is there a school you like?"

High school, school.

Qiao Nian was originally burying her head and drinking soup without thinking. He lowered her eyelashes and curled her eyes.

The old man didn't even think about going to school if he didn't mention it.

For her, high school and college are just diplomas, and she no longer needs this thing.

But at this moment, Qiao Nian pondered for a moment, raised her eyes and shook her head, "I haven't thought about it yet."

Jiang Xianrou treated her previous hesitation as poor grades and sneered in her heart that if she couldn't get into high school, she wouldn't get into high school, and she hadn't thought about it yet. Grandpa was really, and even asked her which school she liked!

Can you get it if you like it?

Ye Wangchuan glanced at the well-behaved girl who was eating, stretched her body and leaned on the back of the chair, and spoke casually, "It's good to circle the city No. 1 Middle School."

"Raocheng No. 1 Middle School?" Mr. Jiang originally wanted to take Qiao Nian back to Beijing to study. He was stunned when he heard this. Then he thought that Qiao Nian had another identity, Ye Wangchuan's fiancée! The people in Beijing were full of eyes, and Nian Nian returned to Beijing with such a big thorn. He might not be able to protect her. After a moment of thinking, he agreed: "Raocheng No. 1 Middle School is good, and the teaching quality is OK. Nian Nian, what do you think?"

Ringcheng No. 1 Middle School?

Qiao Nian pursed her lips and didn't want to stay in the city anymore.

But when she raised her eyes and met the old man's expectant gaze, she didn't know how she almost nodded: "Whatever you want, I don't care."

"Then let's circle the city No. 1 Middle School."

He was recuperating in Beijing, and Zong Jin also worked in Beijing. If Qiao Nian wanted to stay in the city, he could only let the second wife take care of her.

His eyes turned around Jiang Xianrou and the others, frowned, and said, "Your second brother has a house around the city. In the last year of high school, you can temporarily live with him except for the school."

As soon as these words came out, the remaining three of the second house family except Jiang Li was not very good-looking.

Jiang Li had a separate house outside, but what was the intention of the old man to arrange people outside so brightly? Beware of them?

Jiang Xianrou was young until she was young, and immediately curled her lips and showed her dissatisfaction.

Jiang Zongnan was fine, but he was a little embarrassed. Tang Wanru, who was sitting next to him elegantly, wiped her mouth, as if she was disdainful to participate in such a thing.

Ye Wangchuan said lightly leisurely, "I will stay in the city for a while and can help take care of her."

Qiao Nian suddenly looked up at him and happened to bump into someone's gaze.

This look...

She almost choked by the soup in her throat and looked away.

...

In the outside compartment.

Qiao Chen and Qiao Weimin were absent-minded in their meal. They had been thinking about what happened to Qiao Nian before, and they were distracted several times as they spoke.

Fortunately, He Yujuan and Tang Wei had a close relationship, so she finally confirmed that she would be able to enter the People's Art Theater after the college entrance examination.

Qiao Chen felt a little more distressed.

After a meal, the guests enjoyed it.

He Yujuan, Qiao Weimin and Mrs. Fu were going to send Tang Wei and his daughter, and Qiao Chen followed behind.

After leaving Shuixixuan, Fu Ge saw her pale and absent-minded look, and walked beside her and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong?"
Chapter completed!