Chapter 1821 Jiang Xianrou collapsed on the ground on the spot
He spoke lazily, and after finishing speaking, he looked in the direction of the girl again, his deep eyes focused: "How many years do you want her to sentence?"
How many years do you want her to be sentenced?
That's what Ye Shaoneng from Beijing asked.
But Qiao Nian glanced in his direction, met his gaze, then withdrew his gaze, stretched out his hand and lowered the cap, not caring too much: "I won't interfere with her."
"She should be sentenced to several years and several years. This is my basic respect for the father and Jiang Li, so I will not interfere."
She didn't interfere to make Jiang Xianrou more judgmental, and of course she wouldn't make a stand for Jiang Xianrou.
She didn’t lie to the He’s family. She came here today just to take a look and see the results.
But at this moment Qiao Nian suddenly felt uninterested in knowing the result. She got up, picked up the phone, and said to the man beside her: "Let’s go."
"Aren't you finished?" Ye Wangchuan raised his eyebrows, a little surprised.
Qiao said, just as the phone vibrated, she glanced at the caller ID, hung up the phone, and then replied casually: "Don't look."
Ye Wangchuan also got up with her and did not persuade her to finish reading. He bent over to pick up her earphones that fell on the chair. He was lazy: "Since you don't want to watch it, then let's go. Zhang Yang said he You didn't go on your birthday. He will treat you to a meal alone. Gu San and Qin Si are also there, they are in Lanting, and they opened a box waiting for you."
Qiao Nian just hung up Ji Nan's phone, and Ji Nan sent a message again. It seemed that there was something urgent, and she hadn't had time to read it.
Hearing this, Qiao Nian raised her eyes and looked at him, her beautiful black eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts.
At this point in time, Zhang Yang booked a private room in Lanting, and Qin Si and Gu San were both here again... She knew what was going on after a little bit of brainstorming—someone must have done it, fearing that she would go back to the court after she came to the court. No, I deliberately used Zhang Yang's birthday as an excuse to save a meal.
Qiao Nian's original mood was slightly affected, but the unpleasant mood at the moment has long since vanished.
She closed her eyes, pursed her lips, said yes, and she agreed, and then walked forward with one hand in her pocket, with a sassy back: "Let's go."
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