Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

After Qiao Nian finished replying to the message, she leaned on the back seat and began to close her eyes and rest.

Liang Conglin and Du Mingwei in front looked through the rearview mirror and saw the girl with her peaked cap lowered, headphones in her ears, and her hands on her chest, as if she was asleep.

They looked at each other and naturally lowered their speaking decibels, making and answering calls as quietly as possible.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the InterContinental Hotel where they were staying.

The weather around the city is better than that in Beijing, which is windy and sandy, and the weather is extremely hot in September.

In comparison, the weather around the city is much milder.

It was approaching noon, the sun was shining brightly but not too hot.

Liang Conglin went to go through the sign-in and check-in procedures. Qiao Nian and Du Mingwei were waiting for him in the hotel lobby.

Qiao Nian had a strong aura, and a plaster was obviously hanging on his right wrist. His thin height stood there, which was very eye-catching.

But she didn't care, lowering her head to play with her mobile phone.

Du Mingwei stretched his neck to see what she was playing. It seemed to be a small game. Qiao Nian's right hand was hanging there, playing smoothly with one hand.

Within a few minutes of watching, he saw the girl pass three levels in a row.

Breaking through levels is as fast as chopping vegetables.

"What game is this?" Du Mingwei tilted his head and looked for a long time but couldn't figure out what game she was playing. There seemed to be no such game on the market, so he couldn't help asking: "Why haven't I seen this game before? , looks pretty good, seems to be a tower defense game?”

Qiao Nian raised his head slightly, his black eyelashes were thick and long, he trembled, paused the game, and said with a 'hmm': "Tower defense game."

Du Mingwei saw that he had guessed correctly and smiled: "I think you are playing a tower defense game."

He paused and then curiously asked Qiao Nian: "What's the name of this game? I think it's pretty good. I'll download one for my daughter another day."

His daughter is the same age as Qiao Nian and likes to play a game of chicken.

He didn't understand the game and didn't approve of his daughter playing it.

The mini-game he just watched Qiao Nian play is very logical and interesting. He can download one for his daughter, and it can also cultivate the child's logical thinking while playing the game.

Qiao Nian lowered her eyebrows and put her phone away. She didn't answer him directly, but said, "I'll send you the link when I get back."

"You want to send a link?" Du Mingwei was quite surprised.

I originally wanted to ask her if it was available in the mobile APP mall, but I didn’t say much when I asked her. Instead, I thanked her: “Then I’ll trouble you.”

Qiao Nian nodded, his eyes were very calm, and he said calmly and calmly: "Yes."

She is not a talkative person, and Du Mingwei is actually not a talkative person either. After he talked about the mini-game, he had nothing to talk about.

He was a little embarrassed, and when he raised his eyes, he saw several people coming in from outside the hotel.

Du Mingwei was shocked, and immediately bumped Qiao Nian with his elbow, raised his chin, motioned for her to take a look, and introduced to her in a low voice.

"Did you see those people who came in?"

Qiao Nian followed his gaze and looked over. Her dark eyes were as dark and deep as the stars in the dark night. She only glanced lightly. When she saw the leader, she looked away. She put her left hand in her pocket and saw a delicate and eye-catching face under the brim of her hat. Shang had a very casual expression: "Ah, I saw it."

"The man who is about 1.8 meters walking in front is Aiden, the contestant from country D this time."

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