Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Little miss..." He Lin blurted out, and immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing, and reflexively raised his head to peek at Ji Lingfeng's expression changes.

Ji Lingfeng didn't seem to hear his words, and there was no emotion on his face.

He Lin seemed to understand something, his eyelids twitched, he quickly lowered his head and continued: "Ms. Qiao has been staying in the research institute these days, leaving early and coming back late. I don't know what she is doing. She seems to be checking information. .”

The First Research Institute is Feng Yu’s territory.

Feng Yu hates when others extend their hands too far.

The major forces in the Independent Continent are afraid of him, so they have restrained themselves in this regard in recent years. Everyone's eyes and ears in the First Research Institute are limited.

He Lin also only knew that Qiao Nian had been spending time in the archives room of the First Research Institute recently, going there early every day and leaving very late.

Ji Lingfeng leaned his back on the chair, lowered his head and smiled, then said to He Lin, "Go find Ji Ziyin."

He Lin quickly raised his head.

Ji Lingfeng called Ji Ziyin back three days ago, and then violently put Ji Ziyin under house arrest.

Many people in the Ji family have bet their money on Ji Ziyin recently. This group of people has been making a lot of noise recently and they all want to see Ji Lingfeng.

Ji Lingfeng was extremely strong this time and didn't see anyone at all!

Ji Hongyuan came out to look for He Lin several times, but Ji Lingfeng just disappeared after saying no, which made Ji Hongyuan very embarrassed.

"Clan leader, do you have anything to do with Miss Ji?" He Lin didn't dare to ask more questions, and just asked with eyes and noses.

Ji Lingfeng said calmly: "Tell her, my patience is limited. She'd better hand over what I want, otherwise... don't blame me for not saving face for her."

He Lin's heart was pounding, and he vaguely felt that Ji Ziyin seemed to have inadvertently encountered someone from the clan leader.

He didn't dare to raise his head and lowered his head: "I'll do it right away."

"Go ahead."

Ji Lingfeng raised his hand, seemingly tired, and waved him out.

He Lin quickly raised his head and looked back before going out.

The weather in Independence Island has warmed up in March. The sun is just right outside, and the warm sunshine shines in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Ji Lingfeng, tall and tall, reached out to open the drawer and took out a yellowed old photo, lowering his eyes.

His aura was as powerful as ever.

He Lin didn't know why, but he saw a trace of unconcealable sadness in him.

This feeling is so damn good!

He Lin didn't dare to look anymore, he quickly lowered his head, went out quickly, and closed the door behind him.

*

3pm.

Ji Ziyin met He Lin where she lived. He Lin conveyed Ji Lingfeng's original words to her word for word and prepared to leave.

Ji Ziyin sent him away expressionlessly.

It wasn't until she closed the door that she returned to her room with a twisted expression of resentment, and smashed all the cosmetics on the dressing table to the floor.

After Ji Ziyin vented her anger, the room was already in a mess, and she couldn't find a place to put her foot down.

She opened the door with a sullen face and said to the servant below who was looking up frequently: "One of you can clean up the room for me."

The old servant had worked for her for more than ten years. Seeing that no one else dared to come forward, she took the initiative to pick up the broom and said, "I'll go up."

Others wished she could bear the low pressure and thanked her with their eyes.

The old servant took the cleaning tools and went up.

…

In the bedroom on the second floor.

Ji Ziyin sat in front of the dressing table in the bedroom and took out an old notebook from the drawer.