Chapter 5: That is a true top-tier wealthy family

Qiao Nian lifted her eyelids, thought for a moment, and then slowly lifted her legs to follow.

Shuixie Xuan was very large, but that person seemed to be very familiar with the place. With his tall stature and long legs, he appeared to be walking quickly, yet he always kept exactly half a step ahead of her.

She frowned slightly, clutching the strap of her shoulder bag, feeling a bit of a headache.

She had originally sought out her biological parents just to figure out who she was, but now it seemed like she had fallen into a heap of trouble...

"Qiao Nian?"

As she followed along, a familiar voice suddenly came from her side, calling her name in surprise.

She looked up and saw a crowd of people standing not far away.

Qiao Weimin, Mother Qiao, Old Mrs. Qiao, and Qiao Chen, who had parted ways with her not long ago, were all among them.

Besides the Qiao family, Fu Ge and Mrs. Fu were also there. Additionally, there were two women dressed in Tang suits. The younger one was supporting the arm of the older woman, whose hair was snow-white and pinned up. A string of emerald green jade beads hung around her neck, and the rose-red Tang suit she wore gave her an elegance and composure refined by time. She was also looking toward them from afar, turning slightly to speak to the person beside her, seemingly asking who Qiao Nian was.

Seeing Qiao Nian here, the expressions on the faces of the Qiao family members were incredibly colorful.

"Why are you here?" Qiao Weimin walked over quickly, lowering his voice, a trace of irritation rising between his brows.

He had offered Qiao Nian money, which she had refused; he had thought she had some backbone, but he hadn't expected her to chase them all the way here!

Qiao Chen was about to apprentice to a master, and the Fu family was present as well. He didn't want to make a scene and let everyone know about their family scandal. Suppressing his anger, he said, "Niannian, neither your mother, your grandmother, nor I drove you away. You were the one who posted information online looking for your biological parents. Now that they’ve been found, why aren't you going back with them? What are you making a scene for now?"

He assumed Qiao Nian had overheard them talking downstairs and had deliberately followed them.

Without even looking at Ye Wangchuan beside Qiao Nian, he took out his wallet and said, "Have you come to your senses? Do you still want that ten thousand yuan?"

He pulled the bank card out of his wallet, intending to give it to Qiao Nian.

Qiao Nian looked at his flustered appearance and lifted her eyelids, just about to speak,

When suddenly, a hand reached in diagonally, pressing Qiao Weimin's bank card back into his wallet. The man grabbed her hand, his eyes drooping slightly as he said to Qiao Nian in a calm voice, "Let's go, Grandpa Jiang is waiting for you."

Qiao Nian's eyebrows were almost knitted together. Anyone who knew her understood that she extremely detested being touched by others; the last person who tried to touch her had been beaten into the hospital and stayed there for three months before being discharged.

At this moment, her left hand was being held firmly. The man's hot, large palm completely enveloped her hand, and a thin layer of sweat broke out on her palm. She looked up at the man who was holding her hand so naturally.

Even if he wanted to help her out of a tight spot, he didn't need to hold her hand!

Qiao Nian wanted to shake him off, but seeing the group from the Qiao family standing there watching them from afar, she swallowed the words that were about to come out.

Without even glancing at Qiao Weimin, let alone getting entangled with him, she gave a soft "Mm" and followed behind him, walking into the 'Shui' private room under the gaze of the Qiao family.

The Qiao family, including Qiao Weimin, were stunned.

Shuixie Xuan was different from other places; business here was too good. They had used many connections just to book a spot here tonight, and even then, it was only a regular partition. Yet, the place Qiao Nian had just entered with that young man was a private room.

It seemed like a difference of only two words, but the gap in status represented by them was as wide as a chasm!