Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Qiao Nian didn't say it was the Ji family this time.

But someone remembers the name.

There was a commotion among the people in the church on the block. Someone said in shock among the noise: "Ji Qing's daughter? Ji Qing also has a daughter? Is that...a direct descendant of the Ji family?"

The direct and collateral branches of the Ji family are completely different.

In their class, side branches can only get a glimpse of the family's glory, while only direct descendants have the power to inherit the family.

Ji Ziyin and Qiao Nian have never been the same people in terms of weight.

Someone wisely ran inside to report the news.

A few minutes later, an ordinary-looking man walked out quickly. When he saw the situation outside, his eyelids twitched and he hurried over.

"Miss Qiao."

Jacob knew her.

Qiao Nian was very considerate to him and called out: "Daji, put your things down."

"Okay." Daji put the guy down smoothly.

Jacob had recognized him, was stunned for a moment, and called out uncertainly: "David?"

Daji ignored him. She was much more arrogant than the bald men before. She turned around and spoke to the girl calmly: "Our people will be here soon. Don't worry, you can chat with them."

Jacob's eyebrows twitched hard again, he turned his head to look at the girl, and said in a slightly cold voice: "Miss Qiao, what do you mean?"

Bringing people to cause trouble?

Qiao Nian was very straightforward. He put one hand in his pocket and stood sideways in front of him: "Looking for someone."

"..."

"I asked people to pass the message for me, but they didn't seem to be very happy, so I had to use this method. Do you mind?"

The church has occupied a seat in the Privy Council for so many years, but Jacob and the others have not yet been offended. This is the first time someone has taught them a lesson at home, and they have asked them politely if they don't mind?

He looked down and saw the 'thing' at Daji's feet. He straightened the corners of his mouth and pressed the base of his tongue: "I don't mind."

At this time Daji's cell phone rang.

He picked up the phone and didn't shy away from the others: "Huh? Are you following us? Okay, I don't know how the talks will go here. You can bring a few people."

While he was on the phone, he looked over at Qiao Nian.

After hanging up the phone, he told Qiao Nian concisely and concisely: "Young Master Ye doesn't trust you. Moxi and the others will bring someone over right away."

He originally looked down on men with Ye Wangchuan's style. At least he felt that a man worthy of Sun shouldn't be a lazy, dignified man with no interest in anything.

But this time he did it very manly.

Daji had a certain change in her view of him.

He had deliberately told the people at the church to avoid danger when Qiao Nian went in. This was a disguised threat.

*

The conflict on the block did not spread for the time being, and Jacob took her to see Quentin.

Except for the men standing in front of the cross and praying, the rows of seats in the medieval church were empty.

"Archbishop, I brought Miss Qiao in." Jacob was very wary of the man in front of him. After speaking carefully, he winked at Qiao Nian and went out.

Qiao Nian waited for him to leave, then walked forward, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over: "Look at this."

Quentin saw the draft paper handed to him and narrowed his eyes dangerously: "I heard that the people you brought were also armed."

"I can't help it, it's not easy to see you." The girl admitted very frankly that she had brought someone with her.

Quentin straightened his mouth, straightened up, and was very tall, a bit condescending: "I have never been threatened by anyone in my life."

"Then multiple life experiences."