Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 550: This is the height of Mr. Nie’s closed disciples

She didn't know why Wei Ling suddenly mentioned this, and she was in a state of confusion.

She saw the angry look on Wei Ling's face gradually replaced by a kind of hatred. Her face turned cold. She stood up, straightened her fox fur shawl, her eyes were cold, she pursed her lips and said, "You successfully passed the exam to Tsinghua University. It’s time to celebrate. Let’s do this. I’ll invite Professor Cheng Wu over and have a meal together. You should study finance with him in the future and build a good relationship with him. It will be helpful to you in the future.”

Qiao Ai raised his eyes and was stunned for half a second. When he realized what she said, he immediately shouted overjoyed: "Thank you, aunt!"

"Yeah." Wei Ling used to look down on her flattering face. After experiencing this incident, she felt that Qiao Ao's well-behaved and well-behaved appearance was much better than the arrogant and domineering appearance of some people. , at least it won't bite.

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

Qiao Ai stood there obediently, tilted his head, and asked softly: "Is there anything else? Auntie."

Wei Ling glanced at her from the corner of her eye and saw that she was specially dressed up today. She was wearing seven clothes and had delicate features. Although she was not as delicate and showy as Qiao Nian, she at least looked like Xiaojiabiyu, so she could handle it.

She didn't sell off, and spoke concisely: "Last time, the Beijing TV station planned a music science popularization program, and the effect was very good. I heard that they intend to hold a music exchange meeting, and Zhui Guang will also go there. If you can play at the piano, If you beat Zhui Guang in terms of your achievements, Mr. Nie will definitely be impressed by you."

She stared at Qiao Ai urgently, as if she could see through Qiao Ai's soul, raised the corner of her mouth with a mocking arc, straightened her clothes, and said casually: "Don't you want to become a disciple of Mr. Nie? This is the best opportunity. Practice the piano well when you go back, and I will try my best to help you!"

"..." Qiao Ai pinched the palms of his hands, unable to believe that such a good thing would happen to him.

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

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

How could Qiao Ai be unwilling? Hearing her tone, he was a little unhappy and hurriedly expressed his stance: "I do! Auntie, I do!"

"I was just too excited and didn't respond right away, 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 like she was anxious to explain. Wei Ling curled her lips and looked at her condescendingly. Her tone was cold: "Just join if you want. I will reserve a place for you in the association. You can take care of yourself." Prepare to be disappointed!"

She looked down upon Qiao Ai, and she didn't think Qiao Ai's qualifications would be of much use.

But she hates Qiao Nian.

As the old saying goes, the enemy of your enemy is your friend.

Doesn't it mean that Qiao Nian dislikes Qiao Ai and always compares herself with Qiao Ai?

She wanted to lift Qiao Ai to the sky, to a height that even Qiao Nian could not reach even if she jumped!

Lao Nie's closed disciples are at this level!

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The other side.

The second floor of the villa.

Qiao Nian went back to the room as soon as she arrived. She had just finished taking a shower and put on a set of clean and fresh clothes. When she walked out of the bathroom, she saw the screen of her mobile phone flickering on the bed from the corner of her eye.