Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

downstairs.

Wen Ruxia's call has been placed on Ye Wangchuan's mobile phone.

Ye Wangchuan was finishing a piece of business in F Continent. He picked up the mug and was about to go out to get a glass of water: "Do you have anything to do with me?"

"It's nothing." Wen Ruxia smiled at Yan Yan, and then said: "It's Wen Ziyu's birthday tomorrow. Our family is hosting a birthday party for him. It is a celebration of his first year after graduation and he has invited a few friends to dinner. . I want to invite Mr. Ye and Niannian, but I wonder if you have time to give me this face?"

Ye Wangchuan took half a glass of water in front of the water dispenser, walked back casually, and sat down on the swivel chair: "Why don't you ask her directly?"

"I asked." Wen Ruxia didn't hide it from him, paused and said, "Nian Nian seems to be in a bad mood, so I might as well ask you."

Ye Wangchuan didn't give her a clear answer, he just promised to see if he was free tomorrow and go if he was free. If not, forget it.

Wen Ruxia knew that it would be harder for the two of them to make an appointment than the other, as long as the invitations were in place, it would be a surprise for Qiao Nian and Ye Wangchuan to come, so she hung up the phone happily.

As soon as she hung up the phone, Ye Wangchuan thought about it, pushed away the pile of work on the table, said something to Gu San, and went up to the second floor to find Qiao Nian.

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upstairs.

The water in the bathroom rushed down.

Qiao Nian took a cold shower and came out. Her hair was thick with moisture. She wiped the water with a towel in one hand, and her other hand was hanging down. She walked out in an awkward manner and was about to pull out the chair and sit down.

But she soon discovered that the hair dryer in the room seemed to be broken.

Qiao Nian's beautiful face was covered in mist, and her dark eyebrows became more prominent. She threw the towel on the desk, stretched her legs, stood up, and opened the door, preparing to go downstairs to find a hair dryer.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I opened the door, I met the man at the door.

She almost hit the opponent's shoulder blade without paying attention. Fortunately, Qiao Nian reacted quickly and stopped in time, so no tragedy occurred.

"you……"

She was really not in a good mood now, but when she looked up and saw Ye Wangchuan's beautiful features, the anger in Qiao Nian's stomach subsided a lot unconsciously. She reached out and touched her nose to get out of the way.

"Why are you up here?"

Ye Wangchuan reached out and brushed the broken hair around her ears, lowered his eyes and asked, "Are you in a bad mood?"

"Huh?" Qiao Nian could feel the temperature of his fingertips as soon as they touched the skin. She was stunned and did not react immediately.

When she was rarely distracted, Ye Wangchuan raised his thin lips, smiled, and asked her to go in first: "Let's go, I'll blow dry your hair."

Qiao Nian subconsciously followed him in. Then she remembered and stopped: "No, the hair dryer in the room is broken. I was planning to go down to find the hair dryer."

Ye Wangchuan had already entered and sat on her favorite chair as usual. He took out his cell phone and, as if sending a message to someone, raised his head and waved to her: "I'll ask Gu San to bring it up."

Qiao Nian couldn't figure out why he came to find her. He stood there and paused for a few seconds, then slowly walked over.

"You...won't come here specifically to blow dry my hair, right?"

"What do you think?"

"..."

Qiao Nian gave him a look to understand.

Then he naturally dragged a chair over and sat down. His hands were hanging naturally on the back of the chair, his legs were stretched out, and he looked carefree. He didn't look like he was in a bad mood: "What do you want from me?"

Ye Wangchuan pulled her over with her chair, and brought her face to face with him so close that he opened his thin lips lightly and said slowly and gracefully: "Are you in a bad mood?"