Qiao Jiaying was stunned, instinctively wanting to escape with her cello.
She chose Yuancheng instead of Jiangcheng to avoid Jian Xi and Nan Mufeng. She was too ashamed to face them.
Who knew she would encounter them as soon as she arrived in Yuancheng.
"Don't run, get in the car, we can't park here for long," Jian Xi said.
Qiao Jiaying hesitated for a moment but got into the car.
The back seat was very spacious; she placed her cello to the side and sat upright, nervously.
"Did you return today?" Jian Xi asked proactively.
"Yes."
"You came to Yuancheng for…"
"Work. I signed with an orchestra and play cello in their band."
The exchange seemed like that between a teacher and a student. Nan Mufeng drove in silence. He didn't like Qiao Jiaying, but she had provided him with information about Jian Xi before.
