She used the side door to enter, directly avoiding the possibility of encountering the Jiang family.
Qiao Nian was already keeping a low profile.
However, her aura was too strong.
Even though she tried her best to keep a low profile and did not want to have anything to do with the Jiang family, Yuan Qing still saw her back when she entered.
"That person is Qiao Nian?"
Yuan Qing was wearing a red shirt today. Her white hair was combed neatly.
If not for the fact that she was usually too mean and looked a little stingy, she would have been a blessed old lady at her age.
"Qiao Nian?"
"That way."
The person who accompanied her to Jiang Xianrou's filiation banquet was her son, a middle-aged man with a sallow face and a thin body.
The middle-aged man looked in the direction where her walking stick was pointing. At a glance, he only saw a corner of her clothes.
