Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

He suddenly changed the subject, reached out and touched the girl's head, and said softly: "Get some sleep quickly. The air conditioner on the plane is dry. Drink some water when you wake up to moisturize your throat."

Qiao Nian was not easily influenced by the outside world. She had never noticed the flight attendant peeking at her before.

Now that Ye Wangchuan said it was okay, she didn't think too deeply about it, and naturally assumed that he had a seizure. He put on the eye mask and put earplugs into his ears, and said in a sleepy tone: "Go to sleep first."

Ye Wangchuan watched the girl next to him quickly relax his shoulders, take a long breath, and fall asleep next to him unsuspectingly.

His eyes were so full that he didn't even know how to concentrate. He stretched out his hand to tuck the blanket for the girl, then sat up straight and motioned to the flight attendant who walked over to lower her voice.

The flight attendant noticed Qiao Nian sleeping next to the window. She didn't know why she obeyed the man's instructions so much, and subconsciously slowed down her steps.

The plane penetrated the sky from an altitude of 90,000 feet and arrived at the Capital International Airport four hours later.

Qiao Nian walked in a hurry when she went around the city. She didn't bring any luggage with her. When she left, she naturally got off the plane and left without waiting for her luggage.

They walked out of the airport front and back.

Qiao Nian stopped a taxi on the roadside and turned around and said to Ye Wangchuan, "I want to go find Chen Yuan. You should go back first."

"Don't you want me to accompany you?" Ye Wangchuan asked as he stood on the roadside and watched her open the back door of the taxi.

Qiao Nian threw the bag in first, then turned around and said to him: "No, I'll go tell him about the family affairs next week. This will prevent him from always thinking about home and refusing to study hard."

She knew that Aunt Chen's lifelong wish was for Chen Yuan to study hard and get a diploma, so that in the future he would not be like her and could only set up a street vendor on the roadside.

As soon as the urban management comes, they have to pack up the stall and leave.

Life is too tiring.

During this crisis around the city, Chen Yuan also went back. With his character, even if he returned to the capital obediently, he would not be able to settle down and focus on his studies.

In order to reassure Uncle Chen and the others, she did not go to the hospital to visit.

But that doesn't mean she won't care about Chen Yuan.

"I'll be back as soon as I go." Qiao Nianren had already gotten into the taxi, but didn't close the door. She said to him and asked, "How are you going back? Where is Gu San?"

Seeing that she was only thinking of him at this time, Ye Wangchuan raised his thin lips and said deliberately: "I thought you wanted to go with me, so I didn't ask Gu San to pick you up."

Qiao Nian was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't expect that no one answered. He touched the phone and frowned, "How about I call him for you?"

She thought about it and realized that it seemed a bit too ruthless.

She moved inside again and said to the people outside: "Are you going to the Rhine? How about I take you back first. I'm not in a hurry anyway."

A Da and Rhine are in two directions.

If she sent Ye Wangchuan back and then turned around to go to University A, it would take at least two hours based on the heavy traffic in Beijing.

Ye Wangchuan just joked with her, not really willing to let her go back and forth: "Qin Si is fine, I'll let him pick me up later."

He put his hand on the car door and helped Qiao Nian close the door: "Go and do your work first, then come to me when you're done."

Qiao Nian watched him wave his cell phone for her outside, then knocked on the driver's window in front and said for her: "Go to University A."

The taxi driver waited for a long time for their guest to set off, so he naturally responded and stepped on the accelerator without saying a word.

The only thing left in the car is the exhaust fumes.