Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Qiao Nian returned home right after leaving the First Research Institute.

Ye Wangchuan is making soup at home.

"Back?" Seeing her coming back, he walked out of the kitchen.

He wore a thin homely sweater with a wide open collar that made his collarbones look white. He was so tall and handsome that he didn't look like someone who knew how to cook.

Qiao Nian glanced at it, then glanced again, then put down the bag and spread it out on the sofa: "Yeah. It smells delicious. What did you cook?"

Ye Wangchuan still held a spoon in his hand. When he heard this, he raised the corners of his mouth and a deep smile flashed across his narrow eyes: "Pig's trotter soup."

"..."

She almost vomited after drinking all kinds of soups these days.

Ye Wangchuan saw the girl's expression immediately became awkward, put the spoon back in the kitchen, and walked out with a smile: "Gu San said you should drink more soup."

Qiao Nian's neck stiffened: "... Then there's no need to drink this every day."

"It's okay, you can drink as much as you want later."

Ye Wangchuan walked up to her, thrust his long legs in front of her, spread out his palms and handed her an orange candy, saying Qingqian: "If you feel uncomfortable, take a candy first."

Qiao Nian glanced at him and then slowly took the candy from his hand, peeled off the wrapper and dropped it into his mouth. The familiar sweet and sour taste was in his mouth.

Qiao Nian's nerves that had been tense all afternoon relaxed, so he leaned back and took the initiative to tell him about Zhai Xicheng: "I found out the whereabouts of that person."

"I originally wanted to stop him on the high seas, but I didn't expect him to run away." She felt a little headache when she mentioned this.

He held his forehead with his hand and said irritably: "With Nie Qingru's personality, it's impossible not to fight back. It depends on what she wants to do later."

"Actually, I know even if you don't tell me."

"..." Qiao Nian felt the sofa beside her sink for an instant. She turned her head and saw Ye Wangchuan sitting down next to her.

She raised her eyebrows, but her body was still extremely relaxed, as if she was used to being so close to each other and didn't feel disgusted at all.

"Who told you?"

"You made such a big noise on the high seas. The illegal zone, F Continent, and Independence Continent received the news. Even the capital city heard the noise this time..."

Ye Wangchuan didn't hide it from her: "The old man at home just called me an hour ago and said that State M threatened them to take care of what happened in the high seas through business transactions. He asked me if you were doing something there. "

From the beginning, Qiao Nian was completely slumped on the sofa and was too lazy to move. Later, her brows became more and more wrinkled and she sat up straighter: "Did she find Mr. Ye?"

"Not only my grandfather, but also Grandpa Jiang... She made a big fuss this time. She probably thought you would catch that person, and started from Beijing in advance to threaten you and let him go. She probably stopped talking to Beijing after receiving the news. After contacting the city, the matter of terminating cooperation was settled.”

Ye Wangchuan has cold eyebrows and elegant appearance. He speaks slowly and slowly, showing the demeanor cultivated by a large family.

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"You don't have to worry about this." He probably saw the worry on Qiao Nian's face and comforted: "The interruption of trade between the two sides is a big deal. As long as she is not crazy, she will not easily make such a move that will hurt both sides. Before. So I called Jingshi because I was pressed by you and didn’t get the exact information, so I contacted the old man in a hurry... Now she has given up on this idea."

Qiao Nian's tightly knitted brows did not relax, her dark eyes seemed heavy as if she was thinking about something, her lips tightened, and she said after a while: "...Maybe it's not that simple."