Someone Was Actually Talking About Her

Unexpectedly, she realized that the lobby was filled with people as she passed by.

"Who the hell is it? Who broke my present?"

Jiang Xianrou's angry voice came from the crowd.

Qiao Nian raised her eyebrows. She hadn't expected to bump into her here.

Not wanting to be nosy, she folded her hands and was about to leave when she heard her name being mentioned in the crowd.

"Could it be Qiao Nian?"

The string in her head tightened. Qiao Nian pushed her cap down and looked at the person who had spoken.

She caught a glimpse of an elderly woman with white hair.

All eyes were suddenly on her.