Ye Beixiao fed Jiang Nanxi another piece of lettuce and said with a smile: "It doesn't make sense to make Xiaoyu sad, but Song Xian is carefree, isn't it?"

Jiang Nanxi felt sorry for Qiao Tianyu and had long thought of telling Song Xian about this, hoping that Song Xian could make Qiao Tianyu let go of his worries and become happy again.

She said: "Okay, after dinner, I'll call Song Xian."

At this time, Jiang Xiaolang said: "Mommy, in the morning, I touched my grandma's hand and saw her meeting that woman. It must have been tonight. That woman was the one I met when my godfather went on a blind date.

woman!"

Jiang Xiaolang didn't say anything, but Jiang Nanxi had forgotten about it.

She was surprised: "Is it Riemann? What else did you see?"

Jiang Xiaolang said: "I saw grandma was very angry, but later that woman calmed her down!"

Jiang Nanxi thought: "What did Auntie ask Riemann for? Could it be that those evidences were given to Auntie by Riemann? Riemann didn't know Xiaoyu before, so how could she have those evidences?"

At this time, Ye Beixiao asked: "Xiaolang, do you see where those two women are?"

Jiang Xiaolang said: "They should be eating in a restaurant, but I don't know where they are!"

Jiang Nanxi asked Ye Beixiao: "What do you mean?"

Ye Beixiao said: "Isn't it better to let Song Xian listen to the corner than to let Xiao Yu tell him?"

Jiang Nanxi's eyes lit up, "How come I didn't notice that you are so sinister?"

Ye Beixiao smiled and said: "How can this be called a conspiracy? This is called a strategy! It's just that I don't know the specific location, so it's a bit difficult to handle!"

Jiang Nanxi thought for a while and said: "It's easy to handle. I'll call Auntie now and ask Xiaolang to locate her mobile phone!"

Jiang Xiaolang put down his chopsticks and said, "No problem!"

He jumped off the chair, ran back to the room, took out his laptop, took a data cable, and connected it to Jiang Nanxi's mobile phone.

He tapped the keyboard a few times and said, "Mommy, it's ready!"

So Jiang Nanxi called Zhang Xiaoting's number.

After Zhang Xiaoting saw Jiang Nanxi today, she felt a drum in her heart and didn't know what to do.

So, she called Riemann and asked to meet with her.

But Riemann was very busy today and didn't have time to see her, so he made an appointment with her to treat Zhang Xiaoting to dinner after get off work.

The two made an appointment at Mingxiang House, and Riemann wanted to show off in front of Zhang Xiaoting. She didn't know yet that the evidence she gave Zhang Xiaoting was forged.

Zhang Xiaoting hesitated for a day, and in the evening, she went to Mingxiang Tower.

As soon as she arrived downstairs, she received a call from Jiang Nanxi.

Jiang Nanxi was not polite and said bluntly: "Auntie, the newspaper you gave me has been authenticated and it is indeed a forgery!"

When Zhang Xiaoting received the call from Jiang Nanxi, her heart was already beating. She heard that it was true and false. She panicked for a moment and didn't know what to say.

At this time, the waiter from Mingxiang Tower came to greet Zhang Xiaoting: "Welcome! Madam, who are you? Have you made a reservation?"

Zhang Xiaoting was flustered and blurted out to the waiter: "You two, have reserved private room 202 upstairs."

The waiter said: "Okay madam, please come over here!"

Zhang Xiaoting followed the waiter upstairs, still thinking about how to answer Jiang Nanxi.

Seeing that she was silent, Jiang Nanxi asked, "Auntie, do you have anything else to say now? Can you tell me who gave you those so-called evidences?"

Zhang Xiaoting was flustered, full of resentment towards Riemann, and a little angry towards Jiang Nanxi, but she did not dare to say harsh words.

"Nan Xi, I didn't expect it to be a misunderstanding. In this case, I will come to your door in person tomorrow and apologize to Xiao Yu, okay?"

Jiang Nanxi didn't expect that she would give in so quickly, and she breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Okay, I will tell Xiaoyu!"

She saw Jiang Xiaolang gesture an OK gesture to her and hung up the phone.


Chapter completed!