Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 550 Old Nie's Closed Disciple Is This Height
She didn't know why Wei Ling suddenly mentioned this, and she was in a panic.

Seeing that the expression of resentment on Wei Ling's face was gradually replaced by hatred, her face was icy cold, she got up, straightened her fox fur shawl, her eyes were cold, she pursed her lips and said, "You have successfully passed the entrance exam to Tsinghua University. It should be a good celebration. How about this, I will invite Professor Cheng Wu over and have a meal together, you will learn finance from him in the future, and building a good relationship with him will help you in the future."

Qiao Chen raised her eyes and was dazed for half a second. When she realized what she said, she immediately said in overjoyed voices: "Thank you, auntie!"

"Yeah." Wei Ling used to look down on her flattering and flattering face, but after experiencing this, she felt that Qiao Chen's obedient appearance was much better than some people's arrogant and domineering face , at least it won't bite.

Thinking of this, she raised her chin slightly, looked at the surprised girl, and said in a low voice: "There is another thing, I didn't have time to tell you before."

Qiao Chen stood there obediently, turned her head, and asked softly: "What else is there? Aunt."

Wei Ling glanced at her out of the corner of her eye, and saw that she was specially dressed today. She was dressed in seven clothes, and her eyebrows and eyes were delicate.

She didn't pretend to be a joke, and said concisely: "Last time, the Beijing TV station planned a music popularization program, and the effect was very good. I heard that they intend to hold a music exchange meeting, and I will go there when the time comes. If you can If you have won the pursuit of light in terms of attainments, Mr. Nie will definitely look at you with admiration."

She stared at Qiao An urgently, as if she could see through Qiao An's soul, the corners of her mouth curled up in a mocking arc, straightened her clothes, and said casually: "Don't you want to worship Mr. Nie as your teacher? This is the best opportunity. Practice the piano well when you get back, and I will try my best to connect you!"

"..." Qiao An pinched the palms of his hands, for a moment he couldn't believe that such a good thing would happen to him.

Wei Ling looked cold, and immediately said: "Why, you don't want to participate?"

"This music exchange meeting, the Piano Association only has two places. According to the rules, you are not qualified to take the place of our association. I will give you one through the back door. If you don't want to, forget it."

How could Qiao Chen not be willing? Hearing that she was a little unhappy, she hastily stated: "I am willing! Auntie, I am willing!"

"I was just too excited, I didn't realize it all at once, so I didn't answer you right away." Qiao Nian suppressed the ambition and excitement in her eyes, bit her lip, and said softly, "Auntie, I want to participate..."

She looked anxious to explain, and Wei Ling twitched the corners of her mouth, and looked at her condescendingly, her tone was cold: "If you want to participate, I will leave you a place in the association. You can do it yourself." Prepare to be disappointed!"

She looked down on Qiao Chen, and she didn't think Qiao Chen's aptitude could be of much good fortune.

But she hates Qiao Nian.

There is an old saying that is not often said that the enemy of an enemy is a friend.

Doesn't it mean that Qiao Nian doesn't like Qiao Chen and likes to compare with Qiao Chen everywhere?
She wanted to lift Qiao An up to the sky, to a height that even Qiao Nian couldn't reach by jumping!
Old Nie's closed disciple is at this height!
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the other side.

Villa on the second floor.

As soon as Qiao Nian arrived, she went straight back to her room. She had just finished taking a shower, put on a set of clean and fresh clothes and came out of the bathroom. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the flickering screen of the mobile phone left on the bed.

(End of this chapter)