Qiao Nian should have given an approximate time over there.
Gu San saw how worthless his father was and said, "Okay, I'll pick you up half an hour early."
Gu San:…
Ye Wangchuan had already hung up the phone, bent down and put the phone back, closed the book, and said to Gu San: "Let people keep an eye on Si Xue, don't let her cause trouble again."
Si Xue is currently awaiting investigation. According to regulations, he cannot leave the capital, let alone go abroad... In short, it seems that he has been released on bail, but in fact it is no different from staying at the police station.
Ye Wangchuan was not worried about her running away, but he was more worried about her disturbing Qiao Nian again while waiting for the investigation at home.
He propped his elbows on the sofa cushions, leaned back, thought for a moment, tilted his head and told Gu San again: "Block her account."
Gu San raised her eyes and quickly glanced at the man, shouting in her heart. She really wanted to say that Miss Qiao didn't usually surf the Internet and didn't pay attention to the voices on the Internet at all. If Si Xue hadn't implicated Mr. Jiang this time, Miss Qiao might not be too lazy to speak out online. Even if Si Xue takes the account and talks nonsense on the Internet, Ye will not be able to affect Miss Qiao...
Ye Wangchuan turned the black agate ring on his fingertips, lowered his eyelashes slightly, and thought of something: "And that super word."
Gu San quickly answered: "I asked them to ban those fans who talked nonsense."
Who would have thought that Ye Wangchuan raised his eyelids and said with a chill: "Don't bother, just turn it off. She doesn't need this kind of entertainment forum."
Gu San:…
His eyelids twitched several times, wondering whether Miss Qiao did not need to be entertained by discussions, or whether the manager behind Miss Qiao's forum was Mr. Wen.
Even though Gu San was holding back a lot of complaints, he did not dare to say a single word. He nodded and said very well: "Yes, Mr. Wan."
Ye Wangchuan raised his hand and looked at the time. It was close to an hour before the time Qiao Nian said. He stood up, picked up the coat and car keys on the sofa, and prepared to go out.
“I’m going to pick someone up.”
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