Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

In a quiet alley on Wangjiang South Road, the black Phaeton slowly stopped.

Qiao Nian took off her seat belt, picked up her bag, and said to the man in the driver's seat, "Thank you."

Ye Wangchuan raised his chin slightly, put one hand on the steering wheel, and the other hand on the side of the car window. The string of brown Buddhist beads on his wrist was wrapped around his white wrist, as if imprisoning a lazy and sleepy head. lion. He glanced at the door on the roadside, but didn't see anything special about this place, and said, "Do you want me to accompany you in?"

Qiao Nian didn't want to refuse; "No, I can just go in by myself."

Ye Wangchuan narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

Qiao Nian couldn't wait to get rid of him, closed the car door, waved to him and said, "Brother Ye, I'll go in first."

"kindness."

Ye Wangchuan watched her walk into the two-story white western-style building familiarly, sat in the driver's seat and took out her cell phone.

He has lived in Beijing for a long time, but he is well aware of the land prices around the city.

The house that Qiao Nian just entered is located in a prime location in the south of the city. Any storefront in this business district is expensive, and a place like this, a detached house that resembles a private studio, is even less likely to be cheap.

Jiang Li told him that Qiao Nian's previous adoptive parents had a little money, but they treated her very badly and were reluctant to let her go to even a better school.

How did she know this kind of place? Even looks like he comes here often?

He took a picture of the small white western-style building.

Soon, news came back.

【I know here! There is a psychology clinic on Wangjiang Road. The doctor is notoriously difficult to make an appointment! The prices charged are also very expensive. Mr. Wang, are you... feeling unwell? If you have a mental illness, don’t hide it and avoid medical treatment! 】

【roll. 】

Ye Wangchuan answered the message with one hand and raised his eyebrows, looking at the girl who had already entered the door.

Psychological clinic?

expensive?

He had read Qiao Nian's information, and it was unremarkable. After contacting her, she was nothing like what was written in the information.

He was about to reply to the message when suddenly the caller ID lit up on his phone screen.

Ye Wangchuan picked up the phone and said in a low and hoarse voice, "What's the matter?"

"Master Wan, young master, young master is missing!"

His face suddenly darkened, and his jawline tightened like a knife. He no longer wanted to care about the psychological clinic. He suddenly started the car, turned the steering wheel, and told the person on the other end: "Where are you?"

The black car sped away—