Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Qiao Nian raised her eyes and looked at him. Seeing him looking over with bright eyes, she put the lighter back into her pocket, raised her hand to press the brim of her peaked cap, and looked away: "Let's go, let's go there first."

She walked in front as if nothing had happened.

Mo Dong followed suit and never mentioned the topic of the Chamber of Commerce Alliance and Simon again, as if he had not called Qiao Nian aside alone.

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For dinner, Mo Dong specially went to a popular private restaurant in Independent Continent to bring back a meal.

The price of this private restaurant is not cheap at first glance. The delivery boxes are all painted red and gold-painted wooden boxes, which contain exquisite dishes.

The taste is light and sweet like the south.

Because Mo Dong bought it, he didn't know Qiao Nian's taste, so several dishes had this sweet taste.

Qiao Nian didn't eat much, but she wasn't a picky eater. She didn't let go of her chopsticks the whole time. She just ate at a leisurely pace. People who know her would know that this was her reaction when the food didn't suit her appetite.

Ye Wangchuan served her a bowl of seafood porridge and pushed it in front of her. Knowing that the food Mo Dong brought back this time was not to her taste, he handed her a spoon with his slender hands: "Eating something lighter at night is good for your stomach. Let’s have some porridge.”

Qiao Nian put down her chopsticks, took the spoon from his hand, and responded casually: "Okay."

As she spoke, she lowered her head and scooped out the porridge with a spoon, not wanting to talk.

Mo Dong realized belatedly: "Miss Qiao, are the dishes I ordered not to your liking?"

The girl was quite considerate and shook her head: "I'm not picky about food."

Ye Wangchuan glanced at her with a half-smile, but did not expose her.

She is not picky about food and eats whatever is given to her. She rarely complains, but she will share the amount of food she eats. For example, she will eat an extra half bowl of rice if the dish suits her appetite.

Tonight's food was not to her liking, but she would eat it too, but not much. She just sat here politely and did not leave the table.

Ye Wangchuan sometimes felt that she was actually softer than most people. At least at this time, she didn't have to take care of Mo Dong's feelings.

But in fact, Qiao Nian didn't do this. Even though she had a bad temper, she still sat here patiently, which can explain everything.

Mo Dong felt relieved when he saw that she had indeed eaten some and didn't seem to clearly dislike the delivery he bought.

During this period, I talked with Bo Jingxing about the situation of several energy companies in the Independent Continent. It was probably that Bo Jingxing wanted the Jiu Institute to cooperate with the energy companies in the Independent Continent.

The bowl of porridge in front of Qiao Nian quickly emptied out. She was bored and almost full, so she put down her spoon, suddenly turned her head, looked at the man beside her with a pair of bright eyes under the light, and said: "I'm listening to the observation." Yan talked about M State. What are you going to do next?"

Ye Wangchuan also put down his chopsticks, pushed the bowl, his dark eyes met hers, and asked her: "How much do you want her."

Qiao Nian put his hand on the table, and his fingertips touched the edge of the porcelain bowl. A cold touch came from his fingertips and chilled him to the bottom of his heart.

There is a fire in her heart that can be ignited at any time.

But Nie Qingru and the people in the Yinshi family always try to play with fire.

"She sent me a text message asking if I did it." Qiao Nian held her chin with her cold hand and squinted her eyes casually: "She said so. If I didn't do something, I would be sorry for her immediately. Take the blame on my head."