She looked at Nie Qingru's cold eyes and retorted, "You're the last person who has the right to say these words! You asked me not to implicate irrelevant people. What about yourself?"
Nie Qingru's eyes flickered. In the end, she was in the wrong first.
She choked for a moment, but her expression was ugly!
Seeing that she was silent, Qiao Nian became disinterested. Her aura was still vicious, but she was not as angry. She returned to her cold attitude.
"I don't have Di Xicheng."
"You're lying."
Nie Qingru clearly did not believe it and had a huge reaction.
Qiao Nian wasn't interested in arguing with her. She picked up the water glass and took a sip. Slowly putting it down, she said with her usual expression, "Believe it or not."
Seeing her like this, Nie Qingru couldn't make up her mind and frowned sharply at Qiao Nian.
Her gaze was filled with scrutiny and deliberation.
But she did not have the blood ties and gentleness of an elder.
