Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"OK."

Qiao Nian agreed readily.

He lowered his eyes and picked up the mobile phone left on the table to log into Weibo. He found the link to Wen Ruxiafa's new song as Jiang Li said and forwarded it to Weibo.

She was so cool that she didn’t leave anything behind except the four words that came with her Weibo repost.

It's very Qiao Nian's style.

She just forwarded it.

The phone rang.

Originally, 99+ messages were flashing in various ways, and new message reminders would pop up from time to time.

Qiao Nian didn't look at it, and didn't want her phone to freeze. She simply exited Weibo, raised her eyes and said to the person on the other end of the computer video: "Redirected."

She finished.

I saw someone coming at the door and knew who it was.

Without waiting for Jiang Li to continue talking to her, he said very naturally: "No more chatting. I have something to do. Let's talk about it another day."

Jiang Li: "..."

Didn't you say it would be fine?

However, he was not an ignorant person. Although he was a little reluctant, he still nodded and said: "Okay, you go ahead."

"Well, hung up."

Qiao Nian conveniently hung up the video.

There was a faint fragrance of flowers around her, and a bouquet of fiery red roses was inserted into an empty vase on her desk. She glanced sideways and saw the tall man in casual home clothes after taking a shower. The sunlight outside gently shrouded his broad eyebrows. He lowered his eyes and had thin eyelashes, concentrating on placing a bouquet of roses. on her desk,

Add a splash of color.

Ye Wangchuan turned around and saw Qiao Nian leaning her head to look at him, so he simply lowered his head and got closer so that she could see more clearly.

He raised his thin lips and there seemed to be small hooks in his eyes: "Jiang Li? I seem to hear his voice."

Qiao Nian couldn't help but didn't deny it. Instead, he looked directly at him: "Why did you think of sending flowers?" "You were just looking at the flowers in the yard." He was dignified and calm at heart, always meeting his gaze openly: "Damascus rose, magnanimous and warm, is The most durable variety of roses. I started growing them when I was twenty years old.

At first I thought it was beautiful, but later I realized... people who look like it are even more beautiful. "

"oh."

Qiao Nian listened to him carefully, then turned to look at the roses on the table that were bathed in sunlight. She narrowed her slightly raised eyes and turned to look at him.

His eyes are quite arrogant and willful.

"Boyfriend, do you want to kiss?"

*

the other side.

Jiang Li still didn't know that Qiao Nian hung up on him because he saw Ye Wangchuan coming in with a bouquet of flowers.

He thought Qiao Nian was really busy with something. After hanging up the phone, he told his agent, "It's probably something related to the research institute again."

"Miss Qiao is doing research recently?"

The agent didn't know that Qiao Nian was in Independent Continent, or that he didn't know about the existence of Independent Continent, so he thought Jiang Li was talking about a research institute in Ring City or Beijing.

Jiang Li didn't say much to him. He said 'hmm', raised his eyes and asked him: "Did you see her repost on Weibo? How is the data?"

He was still thinking: "If that doesn't work, buy her some data. After all, her Weibo hasn't been open for a long time, and I don't know if she has die-hard fans."

Jiang Li himself never buys data.

Mainly because he is just playing for tickets, and secondly, he is a top figure in the entertainment industry and has many fans, so there is really no need for him to buy data.

However, Jiang Li knew that there was a tradition of buying data in the circle. He didn't care whether his data looked good or not, but he didn't want anyone to say anything against Qiao Nian.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, his manager looked at him strangely and rolled his eyes: "Ten thousand retweets in five minutes. This number is still climbing."

Jiang Li: "..."

Ten thousand in five minutes? The manager didn't forget to hit the target: "Brother Li, your sister is more popular than you!"