2282 Arriving at the Independent Continent

At first, Qiao Nian took the opportunity to rest to avoid a certain someone’s question. Ye Wangchuan was sitting beside her, so she could only sleep soundly.

She woke up in the second half of the flight, and Qin Si ran over asking to play a new game with her. Qiao Nian had nothing to do and played a few rounds with him.

However, Qiao Nian lost interest when she figured out the rules of the game.

Coincidentally, the plane arrived at this point.

A domineering jeep stopped outside the moment they got off the plane, and then Mo Dong came out.

“Miss Qiao, get in the car.”

Mo Dong ignored the dignified man and walked straight to the girl, opening the door respectfully.

Seeing his actions and looking at Master Wang’s raised eyebrows, Gu San quickly rushed over and opened the door on the other side, saying, “Master Wang, get in.”

Ye Wangchuan looked at him with a faint smile and then entered the car.

He had no intention of bickering with Mo Dong. He just felt that the people around him were switching sides faster than the other.

Back then, Mo Dong had strongly rejected Qiao Nian. He would pick on her no matter what Qiao Nian did.

But now…

Ye Wangchuan looked at the burly man with his thin lips curled up. He was not in a bad mood.

It took about 40 minutes to get from the airport to Ye Wangchuan’s four-story villa.

Since she had time, Qiao Nian turned on her phone.

Zhou Zhou did not send another message.

Nie Mi and Jiang Zongjin asked if she had arrived.

Qiao Nian replied to them one by one.

Then, she saw Jiang Li’s message.

[Nian Nian, have you arrived?]

[I’m sorry.]

Qiao Nian paused. She knew what he meant.

Jiang Li was apologizing for the trouble Jiang Xianrou caused this time.

Qiao Nian’s gaze went to her right hand. After a month of recuperation, her right hand had fully recovered. However, her shoulder injury was more serious. It still hurt occasionally. However, it would recover as long as she recuperated for a while.

Old Master Jiang also returned to the sanatorium.

Jiang Zongjin temporarily moved to the sanatorium to accompany him. The Old Master looked much more energetic the last time she saw him. At least, he was not as depressed as when he had just been discharged.

Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes at Jiang Li’s WeChat message before typing a reply.

[QN: Let bygones be bygones. Don’t take it to heart. It’s not your fault.]

She saw that Jiang Li kept typing, but ten minutes later, he still did not send it.

Qiao Nian put her phone away.

At this moment, someone’s cell phone rang.

Ye Wangchuan looked at his cell phone. The corners of his mouth curled up, and his eyes darkened. He looked at the girl and said in a low voice, “Jiang Li sent me a message thanking you.”

Qiao Nian nodded and opened the window to let the wind in. With narrowed eyes, she said in a light tone, “This has nothing to do with him.”

“Yes,” Ye Wangchuan replied.

Qiao Nian propped her chin on her elbow and closed her eyes to enjoy the refreshing breeze. After a while, she sent Feng Yu a message telling him that she was back.

* * *

At the First Research Institute.

Feng Yu had just brewed a pot of tea and poured himself a cup. Before he could savor it, Shi Fu rushed in.

“You’re here?”

Feng Yu waved at him with a smile. “You came at the right time. Come quickly. I just made a pot of Longjing tea. Try it. This is this year’s new leaves.”