His gaze turned slightly cold, and his tone became impolite. "This doesn't seem to have anything to do with Her Majesty the Empress. I'm not from the reclusive families, so I don't need to explain myself to you!"
Nie Qingru's eyes darkened and she did not say anything. After a few seconds, she slowly asked, "You don't know who I am?"
Ji Lin raised his eyebrows as if asking what she meant.
Nie Qingru lowered her head, adjusted her sapphire-blue velvet gloves, then raised her graceful and noble face and expressionlessly said, "I'm her biological grandmother. She didn't tell you?"
A trace of hatred flashed across her eyes as she spoke. It was like she was not talking about Qiao Nian, but dirt.
Ji Lin was stunned for a moment before quickly returning to normal.
Looking at Nie Qingru's face and then at her slightly raised chin, he could not help but ask curiously, "You don't like Miss Qiao, right?"
Nie Qingru did not answer.
