Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Ye Wangchuan ignored their worried expressions, turned around and walked to the driver's seat, opened the door, and told Mo Dong: "I'll go back with her first. You can come back after you finish packing."

"Okay, Lord Wan." Mo Dong nodded.

It will take some time for him to clear out all the surveillance cameras near the Ji family's old house and the intrusion programs at the intersection.

This process still requires Bo Shao's help.

As for Mr. Qin.

Mo Dong was also very discerning and didn't ask Mr. Wan why he didn't bring Mr. Qin with him. He even hung on Qin Si's shoulder and took him to follow him to follow the evacuation of the people at each hall before he could react. …

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Ye Wangchuan has a villa in Independence Island.

Qiao Nian lived here before.

Stop wherever you go off-road.

She got out of the car in a familiar way, swiped the iris system to get in, then swung the black backpack she brought with her to the entrance and walked straight towards the second floor.

"I'll go back to the room and take a shower first."

"Um."

Ye Wangchuan looked at the bag she had left at the entrance, took it into the living room and put it away for her, and then went into the kitchen to check the coffee machine.

In the months since they left Independence Island, this place has been cleaned every day.

Ye Wangchuan has a mysophobia.

The cleaners will only do simple cleaning and then leave. They will not stay in the villa too much or touch anything in the villa.

So he had to clean the coffee machine himself again before using it.

Washed by the cold water, the man's slender fingers are clearly articulated and very beautiful. The texture of his forearm is smooth and the cufflinks of his black shirt are neat. Every move he makes underwater is impeccably proud and elegant, and he is slow and elegant.

If people in the second-generation circles in Beijing saw this scene, their eyes would definitely drop.

Mr. Ye washes the coffee machine himself and brews the beans himself. Judging from his every move, this is not the first time he has done this.

Proficiency is evident everywhere.

What is Ye Wangchuan's identity?

From the time of birth, it is destined to be the pride of heaven.

The top heir in the capital, the only Miaomiao of the Ye family, such a person should be a completely untouchable person in anyone's opinion.

However, this is not the case.

This is quite impactful.

Ye Wangchuan took out another coffee bean from the cabinet, lowered his eyes and added a spoonful of it. After thinking about it, he remembered that Qiao Nian didn't like drinks that were too bitter.

After rubbing her soft eyebrows, she turned to the refrigerator and took out a bottle of milk, ready to add creamer and sugar cubes to the coffee.

…

upstairs.

When Qiao Nian entered the room, she closed the door and went to the bathroom to take a cold shower.

The weather at the end of September is not too cold, but it is not too hot either.

The icy cold water was cold the first moment it came into contact with her skin, but this kind of coldness was very suitable for stimulating her nerves and dissipating the manic depression in her body a little.

She didn't stay long, simply took a shower, picked up the bathrobe at hand and put it on, and wiped the water droplets from her hair with a towel.

The mirror was filled with heat, and my face was blurry.

Qiao Nian didn't bother to look in the mirror and walked into the room while wiping her hair.

When I came out, I saw someone in the room.

Take another look.

It's Ye Wangchuan.

Her nerves relaxed and she didn't treat him as an outsider. She went straight to the lazy sofa by the window and naturally put the towel for wiping her hair on the coffee table: "Why are you up here?"

"I knocked on the door and thought you heard it so I opened the door and came in." Ye Wangchuan raised the things he brought and walked towards her.