Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

The elevator is coming just in time.

He asked in passing: "I also know a few people from the Hidden World Family. Boss, who is having dinner with us tonight? Maybe I know him."

Qiao Nian also saw that the elevator was coming. Hearing this, she looked at him, then silently looked away, pulled down the brim of her hat with her hand, and said angrily, "No, you don't know him."

"???"

Why doesn't he recognize it?

What if he knows him!

Daji was very depressed by her, but she thought of someone: "I heard that King M's royal family is also here. You don't want to date John, right?"

He knew that Qiao Nian had turned the M royal family upside down last time, but John was quite sensible and did not commit suicide with the Yu family in the end.

Afterwards, I contacted him specifically and bought a batch of arms from him as an apology.

The other person is very good at being a good person.

He thought Qiao Nian was talking about John.

He was about to say that he knew John.

The elevator has arrived.

Qiao Nian got on the elevator first.

Daji could only hold back her words and go up with her.

**

The wind on the top floor was very strong, the night breeze carried the fragrance of flowers, and the sound of a violin was melodious and sweet not far away.

Ye Wangchuan was chatting with Mr. Xue.

When Mr. Xue saw the servants of the archbishop's house, he frequently looked in the direction of Xu Yi. When he saw Xu Yi walking away, he lowered his voice and asked, "I heard that the archbishop invited a few guests to visit the Privy Council today. Are they them? This young man knows the Archbishop...?"

"Which one?"

Ye Wangchuan leaned back slightly and leaned on the sofa chair.

When Mr. Xue saw that he was pretending to be confused with him, he pointed in the direction of Xu Yi: "Him. I think he looks a bit like..."

This friend Qiao Nian looks very much like Quentin when he was young. He had a three-pointed portrait.

Ye Wangchuan interrupted him and raised his lips slightly: "When did Mr. Xue become such a gossip?"

The silver-haired old man was embarrassed by what he said. He covered his lips and took a sip of water to moisten his throat before smoothing things over and said, "I'm just asking. Of course, if you don't want to answer, forget it."

Ye Wangchuan's eyes were far-reaching, and there were shadows of broken ice floating inside. He put down the cup and reminded him pointedly: "It's better for us to stay less involved in other people's family affairs, don't you think so."

Mr. Xue was able to reach this point because he was not a helpless person.

In fact, even if Ye Wangchuan didn't mention him, he would still check Xu Yi's life experience when he returned.

And the appearance of the archbishop's servant on the top floor tonight is the best evidence. He has actually guessed Xu Yi's identity.

The silver-haired old man narrowed his eyes. He really didn't expect that the few ordinary friends of the direct descendants of the Ji family who were living outside would be so crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and people like this.

He hasn't thought too much about it yet.

But Ye Wangchuan was already looking at him, and spoke unhurriedly: "He is my girlfriend's friend, and he can be considered my friend. Mr. Xue will give me face to keep this secret, right?"

The silver-haired old man's heart moved. He raised his eyes and looked over. He touched the man's eyes as deep as a deep well.

He was actually shocked by the opponent's momentum.

Fortunately, he was not distracted for too long. In just a few seconds, he understood what Ye Wangchuan meant - Xu Yi was the person he wanted to protect.

He knew very well the forces behind Ye Wangchuan, and he had no need to get into trouble with Ye Wangchuan over Xu Yi.

So he quickly sobered up: "Of course."

Only then did Ye Wangchuan look away, and smiled slightly, as if nothing had happened, and his voice was as gentle as the spring breeze blowing on the shore: "Then thank you, Mr. Xue."