Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Both Ye Wangchuan and Qiao Nian knew that he was just passing the blame, blaming the fault on the people below and picking it up themselves.

Qiao Nian put the jade in his pocket, stood up and said to the two of them: "There is nothing interesting here, let's go back."

"I agree, go back, go back!" Qin Si was not surprised to hear the club manager telling lies. Without saying a word of agreement, he picked up his cell phone and left.

The manager of Beichen Club was disgraced, but he couldn't figure out the origins of the three people, especially Ye Wangchuan.

He could only wipe the sweat from his forehead reluctantly, and said with a cautious smile: "It's our fault for not taking good care of you tonight, so let me give you a VIP card."

He asked his men to bring over the three VIPs he had prepared in advance, walked up to Qiao Nian in person, picked the youngest one and said, "Please accept our apology."

Qiao Nian put his hands in his pockets, glanced down at the VIP gold card handed in front of him, then looked away, and said calmly: "No need."

Qin Si sneered and smiled, and raised his hand to say no: "I don't need it either."

The manager of Beichen Club stood there very embarrassed, and subconsciously turned his eyes to the last person as if asking for help.

Ye Wangchuan felt his eyes on him and raised his eyebrows in surprise. He had an aura of calmness and authority on his body: "Do you think I will ask for your card?"

The manager was embarrassed for a while: "I'm very sorry..."

Qiao Nian didn't want to hear about this, so she walked out first: "I'll go out and get some fresh air first."

"I'll accompany Sister Qiao." Qin Si ran out immediately.

Ye Wangchuan was left behind, and in a blink of an eye, only he and the manager were left in the entire box.

Ye Wangchuan took his coat that was placed on the leather sofa and returned. Before leaving, he paused for a second beside the manager: "Go and tell Ji Lin that you are ready to resign."

"..." The manager of the Beichen Club raised his head in horror and looked at this oriental man he had never seen before, unable to hide the turmoil in his heart!

Big, big boss?

Ye Wangchuan left without looking back.

*

On the road in front of the club, Qiao Nian was leaning against the door, looking down at his phone, with his hat brim pressed down.

Her rare oriental face and outstanding temperament attracted a lot of attention.

But she didn't care.

At this moment, there was a 'ding' sound on her mobile phone, and a new text message was sent. The number from which the message was sent was very brief, only six digits.

Qiao Nian had specifically investigated King M's royal family before coming here, and knew very well that this was the number length reserved for members of King M's royal family.

She lowered her eyes and opened it casually.

The other party's words were very polite.

[Hello Dr. Qiao, we are the M royal family. We would like to ask if you can come one day in advance? Come to the royal family tomorrow. 】

Qiao Nian didn't answer immediately.

She dialed a number and asked, "Did you give them my phone number?"

"What?" In Tianchen's villa, Jian Jin had just cooked a bowl of noodles and served it to the table. She held her mobile phone under her shoulder and answered the girl's call. When she heard the girl's voice, her mind hadn't turned around yet: "To whom?"

"The royal family of King M sent me a message saying that they wanted me to go to treat their sick elder one day in advance." Qiao Nian's voice came slowly through the night, cold and far away.

Jian Jin put down the freshly cooked noodle pot and walked back to turn off the fire. She frowned and said, "Did they send you a message?"

"Damn!" Before Qiao Nian could answer, she whispered harshly: "I didn't disclose your information to them, they should have found it themselves."