Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

# Forwarded by the Queen of New Songs #

# Popularity exceeded one million #

Originally, there were also hot searches popping up.

But Wen Ruxia had noticed such a high level of popularity a long time ago. She had already informed the Weibo backstage, and those black entries that were deliberately looking for trouble were immediately bombarded as soon as they appeared.

With this kind of strong public relations approach, even if there are some small companies that don't know how to make trouble with Tai Sui, they will understand that chasing after the spotlight is not someone they can afford to offend when they see that the article they have paid for has been bombed.

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Qiao Nian didn't know that Jiang Li had made her so hot.

She went to the bathroom again and took a cold shower. Her body was covered with cold white mist and the heat in her body was suppressed by the pressure of the cold white mist. Her hair hanging on her shoulders was half dry.

Qiao Nian didn't bother to brag, his arms were so sore.

As soon as she came out of the bathroom, she slumped on the chair and was too lazy to move, with her long legs crossed, as if she had stayed up all night without sleeping and was as lazy as she wanted.

Ye Wangchuan is no longer in the room, and must have gone back to his room.

Qiao Nian didn't have the energy to look for him either.

The phone buzzed and vibrated on the table.

She reluctantly took it and looked down.

It was Nie Mi who came to find her again.

I sent her several screenshots on WeChat.

Qiao Nian looked down.

All the hot searches on Weibo about her.

The popularity is almost as high as the last time she posted Aiteqiao on Weibo.

[Nie Mi: Niannian, are you looking for someone to gain popularity? 】

Qiao Nian didn't reply to him. She leaned back on her chair weakly. She slowly opened Weibo and logged into her account. Countless new message reminders poured in in an instant.

She didn't even look at it, she just clicked on the Weibo post she forwarded two hours ago, clicked on the comment area and scrolled down.

Jiang Li’s ID is arrogantly ranked at the top of the list of hot reviews.

The suffix likes exceeded 100,000.

She looked at someone's hot comment that was eager to show off, and her temples bulged. She didn't need to look at anything else, and she basically guessed what was going on.

No need to think about it, Jiang Li made her a hot search topic.

Those rows of noodles were all created by Jiang Li.

The corner of Qiao Nian's mouth twitched, and she didn't know what to complain about him. She simply exited Weibo and replied to Nie Mi on WeChat.

Just as she finished replying to the message, she seemed to hear someone coming in from the back.

Then a familiar breath enveloped her, and someone seemed to lift her wet hair on her shoulders with his hand: "Why is it still wet?"

When Qiao Nian heard his voice, her body was very relaxed and she didn't even raise her eyes. She was still editing the message to reply to Nie Mi and said, "I'm tired, I don't want to move."

Ye Wangchuan remembered what she had done for him two hours ago. His narrow eyes were dark. He went to the bathroom to find the hair dryer and brought it over. He moved a seat behind her and said, "I'll help you."

"kindness."

Qiao Nianhun responded nonchalantly, as if he was letting him do whatever he wanted. From his shoulders and neck to his back, he was extremely relaxed. It was a 100% relaxed posture that could only be seen in front of someone he trusted.

Ye Wangchuan ran his fingers through the girl's black hair, adjusted the blow dryer speed to the minimum, and was not afraid of trouble, and slowly helped her blow up her hair.

Qiao Nian had already sent the edited WeChat message back to Nie Mi. Nie Mi was probably busy and did not reply to her right away.

She raised her hand and pinched the bridge of her nose tiredly. The halo outside shone on her face, casting a layer of haze over her delicate and eye-catching oval face, weakening the arrogance and surliness between her eyebrows, making her a little softer.

"Lao Zhong just called me and said he was vomiting blood again."

"Um?"

Ye Wangchuan used the blower to gently stir her hair. Hearing this, he paused slightly and raised his eyes to look at the girl's back.

"Ji Lingfeng?"