Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

As soon as these words came out.

Everyone in the cabin was stunned.

Everyone's first reaction was that his answer was too crazy.

What happened to Qiao Nian?

This idea just came to my mind.

Bo Jingxing and Qin Si suppressed this idea again.

They thought of what happened around Qiao Nian, and the people around them fell into collective silence, and then collectively shut themselves off.

Yes, before Qiao Nian came to the capital, everyone else in the capital thought that Qiao Nian was just an ordinary person who came around the city.

Then what?

Then they went up to Wei Ying, Wei Ling, down to Jiang Xianrou, Liang Lu... Whoever looked down on Qiao Nian didn't have his face smashed by the boss in the end.

The name Qiao Nian is not awesome, what is awesome depends on who calls it.

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Intercontinental Hotel.

On the 18th floor, people from country M live on this floor.

Maas and Country M's assistant all live on this floor of the hotel.

In suite No. 1808, a man with a slender figure and over 180 years old walked from the bar to the sofa with a bottle of champagne in his hand.

"You came to see me, what happened?"

He has black hair, wheat-colored skin, but a pair of deep green eyes, and his facial features are relatively three-dimensional. However, his facial contour is too rough, his chin is slightly longer, and his face shape is closer to a horse face, which is sorry for his beautiful eyes.

He himself was wearing a hotel bathrobe.

He also refused to wash the thin belt around his waist properly, leaving a large area of ​​skin exposed, looking very frivolous.

Mas carried the wine, walked to the sofa and found a seat to sit down. He put his long legs on the coffee table, opened the cork of the wine, and drank in a very rude gulp.

Sitting opposite him was a girl with an arrogant expression, it was Qi Lanyin. Seeing his carefree appearance, Qi Lanyin couldn't help but frown, and said in a bad tone: "You have to sit like this, can't you put on your clothes?"

Mas looked at her coldly and replied nonchalantly: "This is my room. If you don't like it, you can leave."

"You!" Qi Lanyin's face instantly turned the color of pig liver, and he couldn't stand it anymore.

"alright."

Fortunately, at this time, a woman followed her and called her in a low voice.

Although Qi Lanyin was dissatisfied with the other party's attitude, he was very afraid of women. He clenched his fists and shouted dissatisfied: "Auntie!"

The middle-aged woman glanced sideways at her and said nothing, but Qi Lanyin suddenly didn't dare to say anything.

"Mas. We came to find you. We do have something."

The woman is in her forties and has a graceful body. The silver-white satin slim skirt clings to her body, outlining her charming look, and her every move exudes a strong sense of femininity.

As soon as she spoke, even Mas restrained his behavior and sat up straight, but his tone was still a little impatient: "What's the matter? Tell me."

The middle-aged woman smiled slightly, took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, lit it, held it between her fingers, and said in a very calm tone: "Aiden has retired."

Mas raised his head, a little surprised: "He retired? How could it happen?"

Although he didn't take Aiden seriously, he never thought that the other party would be so timid that he ran away from the battle.

"You're overthinking. He didn't quit the game because of you." The middle-aged woman raised her eyelids and looked at him with a half-smile. Seeing his expression change, she continued unhurriedly: "He's upstairs. The next time I met the girl from Country Z, she immediately quit the competition. Mas, it seems that you don’t feel as oppressive as an ordinary girl from Country Z."

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