Madam's Identities Shocks The Entire City Again Chapter 487 - Want To Make Sister Nian In Front Of Wei Ling

Chapter 487 - Want To Make Sister Nian In Front Of Wei Ling

However, when she had this thought before, she had thought about debuting. After learning about the entertainment industry, she had also thought about signing with a company…

Huading Media had been one of her top considerations.

"That's right. Huading Media is one of the largest media companies in the country. But that's not what I want to tell you. When you look at a company, don't look at its size. Look at its background!"

Wei Ling picked up her teacup and said calmly, "Huading Media is the holding company of Beijing Television Station. I don't have to tell you much about the status of Beijing Television Station in the country's media, right? Wen Ruxia is Wen Ziyu's aunt. Do you understand?"

Qiao Chen suddenly understood why Fu Ge was supporting Wen Ziyu. It turned out that the other party had such a deep background.

She couldn't help but be surprised. She didn't expect to have such a person by her side. She nodded hurriedly. "Aunt, I understand. I will get along well with him."

With that, she recalled what Wen Ziyu had said at the dining table today. It was as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water over her head.

She felt cold to the core!

She remembered that Wen Ziyu had said that he had fallen in love with Qiao Nian at first sight. He even said that Qiao Nian had scored full marks in the joint examination this time and that she had steadily entered Qing University…

Qiao Chen felt as if someone had grabbed her neck. Her surprise turned to shock, and her expression turned ugly as her eyes started to flicker.

Recalling the phone call her father had made three hours ago, she looked up at Wei Ling, who was sitting there and drinking tea elegantly.

Qiao Chen's expression changed. Considering for a moment, she clenched her fists tightly and suddenly said, "Aunt, my father called me just now and mentioned something during our chat…"

Wei Ling put down her teacup and looked at her calmly. "What is it?"

After spending a month with her, Qiao Chen had roughly figured out her temper. She didn't beat around the bush and immediately told her what she knew.

Of course, she wasn't Qiao Weimin. She wasn't so kind as to help a relative who had connections with their family, not to mention that Chen Yuan had a good relations.h.i.+p with Qiao Nian.

She said this just to make Qiao Nian look bad in front of Wei Ling.

"That Chen Yuan has been learning nothing all day. He took a break from school halfway and went to society to be a hooligan. This time, his old habit must have broken out again. He caused trouble and was sent to the police station. However, his mother found my father and kept saying that her son has been wronged and that he's not that kind of person. My father didn't believe her and didn't interfere. However, his mother knows Qiao Nian and has a good relations.h.i.+p with her. I don't know if Qiao Nian would care…"

When Wei Ling heard Wei Qi's name and heard that Chen Yuan had been arrested for smuggling prohibited items, her eyebrows twitched non-stop.

Before Qiao Chen could finish his sentence, she placed the teacup heavily on the table. "You mean Flying Leaf?"

She didn't care about anything else Qiao Chen mentioned. Those people were insignificant in her eyes. What she cared about was that Wei Qi had actually touched illegal drugs. Not only would he not be able to quit after touching too many drugs, but it would also hurt his body.

In no mood to drink tea, she found her phone and hurriedly called her disappointing brother.

No one picked up.

Wei Ling stood up and walked away with her eyebrows furrowed into a knot. Why didn't he pick up the phone?

A trace of irritation flashed across her eyes as she endured it and called Wei Qi again…

…

Outside a high-end clubhouse in the city, a man who had finished his night party had just finished his second stall. Having drunk a lot of alcohol and reeking of it, he staggered as he walked.

A group of lackeys followed him, praising his billiards skills in the club.