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Chapter 153

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Lu Xingzhi was in a good mood. The old instructor's nagging came back again, so he just sat there and listened. He was not in a hurry to run away, and from time to time, he saw the strange smile in the old instructor's eyes.

Jiang Yao, who was at school, ignored Lu Xingzhi after seeing Lu Xingzhi's reply. She took her clothes and went to the balcony to keep Wen Xuehui company.

Although Wen Xuehui was the apple of the Wen Family's eye, she was a very independent girl. She was not spoiled because of her family's good conditions. Even though the Wen Family had a nanny and Wen Xuehui's house was not far from the school, she always washed her dirty clothes herself and never brought them home for the nanny to wash.

At the Zhang Family, Zhang Xiqing heard the results of the investigation from Mrs. Zhang. She sneered when she heard it. "I thought Jiang Yao's husband was someone amazing. I didn't expect that even the car he used to pick her up was borrowed."

"Your father invited your school's leaders to dinner tonight. The freshman representative will definitely be you." Mrs. Zhang hugged her daughter tenderly. "Xiqing, people like Jiang Yao are not worth your anger. You are the only daughter of the Zhang Family. You are the pride of the world. How can a girl from a small place compare to you? Hmph, she just saved a person. That's something that only lowly people would do. They would think of ways to please others. The daughter of the Zhang Family can only be fawned upon by others! "

"Mom, can you find out who Jiang Yao's husband is?" Zhang Xiqing's eyes shone when she heard that there would be a change in the freshman representative. She threw herself into Mrs. Zhang's arms and acted coquettishly. "Mom, I know that you and Dad love me the most."

"There are so many ordinary people in Nanjiang City. We don't know their names, and we didn't see their faces in the photos. It's really hard to find out. If you want to know, I'll ask the Qi Family's son. Anyway, he's definitely from a lowly family. He even needs to borrow a car. There's no need to investigate this kind of person. " The owner of the sports car in the photo was the son of the Qi family, so Mother Zhang thought that if she wanted to find out the identity of Jiang Yao's husband, she should ask the son of the Qi family.

However, Mother Zhang really did not take the man in the photo seriously. She knew almost all the young masters in Nanjiang City, but she had never seen such a character. Moreover, he even needed to borrow someone else's car to pick up his wife. This kind of person was most likely not from the upper circle.

Mrs. Zhang guessed that Jiang Yao's husband was most likely one of Young Master Qi's friends or subordinates. It was only because his relationship with Young Master Qi that he could borrow Young Master Qi's new car.

Zhang Xiqing felt that what her mother said made sense. She grew up in Nanjiang City. Who in Nanjiang City's upper-class circle did she not know? If there really was such an amazing person, it was impossible that there was no news about him in the circle.

Therefore, Zhang Xiqing was sure that Jiang Yao and her husband were just pretending to be powerful.

Looking at the car in the photo, Zhang Xiqing asked Mrs. Zhang for Qi Xiang's phone number. After returning to the room, she directly dialed Qi Xiang's number using the phone in the room.

The Qi family and the Zhang family had dealings. Although they were not business partners or relatives, after all, they belonged to the same circle and always kept in touch with each other. However, even so, when Qi Xiang, who was having fun with his friends in the bar, received a call from Zhang Xiqing, he raised his eyebrows and was very curious.

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