Chapter 477 Sister Nian finally returned the news
Wild!
Too wild!
This handwriting... Gu San's heart was ups and downs, and his expression became extremely complicated. He wished he had been born a few decades earlier and accepted the gift in place of Mr. Jiang. If he is Miss Qiao’s grandfather, he would need a bicycle. Gifts can make a fortune!
Jiang Xianrou was still frowning, and said arrogantly: "I heard that she didn't pass the exam. In the future, she will have to find a relationship with her family to get her to Beijing to study college..."
"……"
"I don't know what university she can go to in the future!"
She said that, considering that Gu San is the closest person to Ye Wangchuan, she first established a preconceived concept for Gu San. In the future, when Qiao Nian comes to Beijing, Gu San will not have a good impression on Qiao Nian.
She didn’t know that Qiao Nian was living in Ye Wangchuan’s apartment these days, staying with Gu San and the others.
And Jiang Zongnan didn’t tell her about Qiao Nian’s grades, but Gu San was very clear about Qiao Nian’s test results, so I heard her say that Qiao Nian doesn’t know what university in Beijing can go to in the future, and she needs Jiang’s family to find a relationship to study. The expression on his face is simply hard to say, and he is so depressed!
He really wants to say which university the first ever-full-mark genius at National Tsing Hua University wants, and which university will not, unless that school is crazy...
But he couldn’t tell Jiang Xianrou these words. He still knew Jiang’s situation well and knew that Jiang Xianrou didn’t like Qiao Nian very much. In the past, he stood on Jiang Xianrou’s side and thought that Jiang Xianrou was more suitable. Mistress, the better person.
Now...I'm sorry, Wangye is a man who can consider eating soft food in his heart. so, Miss Xianrou and Miss Qiao, he is determined to stand with Miss Qiao.
After Gu San thought it through, he adjusted his mentality and gave Jiang Xianrou a few perfunctory sentences.
On the other hand, Ye Wangchuan lost a few more in a row. The chips stacked on his table were getting less and less. He didn't care about it. He looked at his phone frequently. No one could see that he was not in the state today, and he was not thinking about it. Put it on the card.
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