903: I Want Sister Nian to Stay in a Four-Star Hotel

I Want Sister Nian to Stay in a Four-Star Hotel

With so much money, Qiao Nian had only taken a few tablets for Old Master in the past year when she was in Rao City. They were all unpackaged.2

There were only four or five bottles altogether.

It was so shabby!

…

Qiao Nian frowned and lowered her hand. She didn't answer his question and only said, "I bought it from a small pharmacy in Rao City. Beijing doesn't have it. It's fine. I'll buy it for Grandpa after he's done taking it. It doesn't cost much."

Jiang Zongnan held the bottle of medicine. Actually, he wanted to ask her what health product it was, but after she said this, he pursed his mouth and did not say anything. He just asked, "By the way, you…"

He wanted Qiao Nian to stay at home.

He thought about it and recalled that his father had mentioned before that he didn't plan to let Qiao Nian stay with them. He wanted to buy a house for her outside…

Thinking about what his wife and daughter had done today, he felt a little awkward and guilty. He lowered his voice a little. "Have you booked a hotel? Where are you staying? Do you want me to book one for you?"

Actually, Qiao Nian's father did not live in the Jiang family's old residence. He had a house outside. However, he had encountered something overseas and couldn't come back immediately. He didn't even come back for Qiao Nian's school promotion banquet.

As her second uncle, he couldn't go past her biological father and arrange for her to stay at the old residence.

Jiang Li… had a special status. There were many paparazzi in Beijing, and it was not as quiet as Rao City.

If Qiao Nian lived with Jiang Li, it was easy for others to take photos of her and cause unnecessary conflict.

After some thought, Jiang Zongnan realized that he could only let his biological niece stay in a hotel. Furthermore, staying in a hotel was the best choice he could think of. It would be a lie to say that he was not guilty. However, the situation was too complicated, and the Old Master was drunk. He could only make such arrangements for the time being.

"Isn't there a star hotel near my house? Why don't you stay there?" Tang Wanru spoke now. Her voice was gentle and amiable as if she was very kind.

However, anyone who knew the situation in Beijing knew that the hotel she was talking about wasn't even a five-star hotel.

It was a four-star hotel at most.

The Jiang family was at least well-respected in Beijing. Jiang Xianrou was pampered by the circle until she was high and mighty. As Qiao Nian's aunt, if she mentioned a four-star hotel, she was really looking down on her.

Qin Si's expression turned a little ugly on the spot. He wanted to say something, but his brows moved and he suppressed it.

Damn, he was so angry! What was Tang Wanru trying to say? Did she mean that Sister Qiao was only fit to stay in a four-star hotel, and in her eyes, she couldn't even get into a five-star hotel?

Tang Wanru put on a magnanimous attitude as if she didn't feel that there was anything wrong with her words. She even explained softly, "The hotel near the main house is better. The other hotels are either too bad or too far away. I think you can stay in that hotel. Let's book a better room."

The fact that she would be closer to home touched Jiang Zongnan. He hesitated and asked for Qiao Nian's opinion. "Nian Nian, what do you think?"

The girl pulled on the brim of her hat when her phone rang. She looked at it and saw that it was a call from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department. She only glanced at it and did not pick it up.

Ye Wangchuan's eyes darkened. He placed his fingers on the prayer beads and began to turn them indiscernibly. He observed the girl's reaction immediately and shielded her. His tone was gentle but cold. "There's no need. She's not going to stay in a hotel. She'll stay with me."

She's not staying in a hotel. She's staying at my place!

Hearing this, not to mention Tang Wanru, even Jiang Zongnan was stunned.

They subconsciously looked in Qiao Nian's direction.

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