Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

John heard clearly this time.

He did not button his jacket cufflinks, walked to the corner with a serious expression on his cell phone and said to Nie Qixing: "I'm sorry, Mr. Nie, I can't help you."

Qiao Nian?

Qiao Nian is not someone he dares to offend!

The previous tragedy of the Yu family is still before our eyes, and now it has not yet recovered, and it almost fell out of the circle of the reclusive family.

How dare he take Yu Qingliu's route and provoke Qiao Nian, the evil god!

"What's wrong with Qiao Nian?" Nie Qixing's breath froze for a moment, and then he put on a gentle and elegant mask and asked.

"How do I tell you this?" John didn't know how to explain.

Nie Qixing said in a good temper: "It doesn't matter, just say it."

John briefly told him what happened in the Yu family, and said decisively: "Normally, when Master Nie comes to me, I shouldn't even be able to help him with a small favor."

"I really can't afford to offend this person you're talking about!"

"If you really want to fish your friend out, you can ask the Queen for help. If she comes forward, it should be okay?"

Nie Qixing could hear the uncertainty in his last words, and he couldn't even keep the hypocritical mask on his face all year round, so he hung up the phone hastily.

When John saw that he had hung up the phone, he put down the phone, returned to his original position and called the housekeeper back: "No need to change the schedule."

"Aren't you going to change it?" The housekeeper was a little surprised and asked in surprise: "Did you just have friends..."

"I'm not going." John took off his suit, pulled open the tie at the collar with his fingers, and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling grateful to have survived the disaster.

He was glad that he asked more questions before going out, otherwise he would not be able to eat and walk around today, and might even bring trouble to the entire family.

John casually threw the untied tie on the sofa, called the housekeeper over and warned, "I won't see anyone who comes to see me today."

He thought for a while and came up with an excuse.

"Just say that I'm sick, have a high fever, and can't see guests for the time being."

The housekeeper didn't understand why he made such an arrangement, but he still bowed respectfully: "Yes, sir."

"In addition..." John raised his hand in the air and called him again, looked at him with a solemn expression and said: "By the way, please inform other members of the royal family to stay out of their own business these days! No matter who comes to the door, they are not allowed to go Intervene! If anyone interferes, don’t blame me for being ruthless!"

The butler buried his head lower: "Okay, I'll do it right away."

"Go ahead." John waved his hand, his voice tired.

The housekeeper quickly turned around and went out to do some errands.

John looked at his back as he hurriedly left, and his tense nerves were relieved for a moment, at least not as uncomfortable as when he was covered in cold sweat from fear at first.

He didn't dare to take it lightly.

I'm afraid that this turmoil will involve the family and drag them into the abyss.

John called the driver and gave a few brief instructions, took his coat and set off in a hurry to find someone.

**

Zhang Yin stopped Qiao Nian at the intersection at three o'clock in the afternoon and forcibly took him to Nie Qixing's private club.

In the blink of an eye, night fell outside, and it was getting dark.

Three hours passed.

Nie Qixing still had no intention of coming over to get people.

Zhang Yin in the box was still holding on to a sense of luck at the beginning, but later became more and more anxious and restless.

He finally couldn't resist the torture, his eyes were red, and he said emotionally to the person looking at him: "I want a mobile phone! Give me a mobile phone!"