1671 Sister Nian: I've Been Poor Recently, No Money!

Qiao Nian sat there lazily, her long legs crossed. Her dark eyes swept over Jiang Li's message, and the corners of her lips curled up as she smiled lazily and arrogantly.

She held her phone with both hands and replied to him.

[QN: She probably won't have the chance to bother me.]

This was because she had already blacklisted Tang Wanru's phone number and WeChat. Even if she wanted to find her, there was a high chance that she would not be able to.

After all, she was Jiang Li's mother. Qiao Nian didn't go into details.

She sent another message to him.

[QN: Are you feeling better? Did my teacher go over to check on you regularly?]

Jiang Li had yet to reply to her when the person who didn't reply to the message called her directly.

Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows slightly, staring at the flashing video call on her phone. She propped her chin on her hand and placed the phone on the table, leaning against the cup. Then, she pressed the answer button.

The internet speed was quite fast.

The video flickered and quickly changed from a completely black screen to the backdrop of a bright and spacious hotel room. She estimated that it was at least a suite that was much better than hers.

The black leather sofa placed indicated that the person was rich!

She got up to get a bottle of water and then sat back down.

Qiao Nian could already see that the camera had been fixed. It was no longer swaying wildly. She could roughly see the situation on his side.

Gu San was also there.

However, he was talking to someone not far away.

Qiao Nian couldn't hear what they were talking about. From Gu San's frown, she could guess that it had something to do with why Ye Wangchuan had gone out this time. They were most likely discussing serious matters.

Standing opposite Gu San was a familiar face.

It was the man she had met a few times in Rhine. He exuded an aura that he was not to be trifled with, like a knife soaked in ice all year round. He was sharp and dangerous.

It gave off the same feeling as the group of people she had met in the hotel lobby!

She did not expect this person to be with him.

Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows slightly and retracted her gaze. She was already focused on the person who video-called her.

"Oh, why are you suddenly video-calling me?"

"I was busy just now. I just saw the WeChat message you sent me, so I called you..."

The young man couldn't hide the fatigue in his eyes, as if he had not rested well. A faint layer of green could be seen under his eyelids. He was too attractive, and the fatigue from not resting well did not affect his appearance. He was still eye-catching.

He paused and his thin lips curled up slightly, looking quite cheeky. "I'm checking up on you."

Qiao Nian was speechless.

"Just joking." He relaxed his eyebrows and placed his hand on the back of his head. He leaned lazily on the sofa and then chuckled, as if a smile was overflowing from his throat. "You're at the hotel?"

Flustered by his bewitchment, Qiao Nian casually unscrewed the cap of the bottle, rested her legs on the table, and hummed. "I just arrived."

He could roughly see the environment of her hotel through the video. "Why didn't you choose a better room?"

Qiao Nian raised her eyelids, her eyes wild and arrogant. She was quite calm. "I have no choice. I've been poor recently."

He was silent for two seconds before saying in a low, hoarse voice, "Send me your bank account."

He knew very well that Qiao Nian wasn't poor, but his expression was doting. "I'll transfer money to you."

Qiao Nian paused. She capped the bottle and placed it back on the table. Her eyes were wandering, and her face was arrogant and unrestrained. However, it was obvious that she was not at ease. "There's no need. I was just joking."

She was just joking. How could she really want his money?