Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Of course he didn't want to offend Qiao Nian when he asked her, but at this moment he couldn't help it anymore, so he had to bite the bullet and beg in a low voice: "Miss Qiao, the Queen has feelings for you, can you tell the people in Beijing to let go?" ..."

He hasn't finished speaking yet.

He heard the girl interrupt him ruthlessly: "No." There was no room for change.

Shadow originally kept in mind Mr. Xue's instructions to communicate well with Qiao Nian and persuade the other party to be soft-hearted in order to give Nie Qingru a chance.

At this moment, he was repeatedly treated with cold words and sarcastic remarks by Qiao Nian. He tried to tell Qiao Nian some truth, but the other party didn't listen to a word of it.

It seems that he has been talking to each other, and the other party has no empathy at all.

Shadow is accustomed to standing on a high position and demanding others, and rarely needs to lower his posture to communicate and reason with others, not to mention seeing that the reason does not make sense.

[In view of the general environment,

He was about to accentuate his tone and say something sternly.

The sound of "Dudu" suddenly came from the receiver of the mobile phone.

Shadow was stunned for a moment and came to his senses. When he realized what the sound was about, his face turned dark.

Qiao Nian didn't give him a chance to say anything further, so she just said hello and hung up the phone.

Shadow vomited to the point of almost vomiting blood, and immediately called back unwillingly, trying to communicate with the other party again...

However.

"Sorry, the user you dialed is temporarily unavailable."

The veins on Shadow's forehead popped out, and he raised his hand hard to smash the phone against the wall. Fortunately, his rationality finally came back to him. The back of his hand holding the phone was straightened, and he forcibly endured it.

——Qiao Nian!

Shadow's eyes were full of cruelty, he swallowed all the blood in his throat, and dialed M state again: "Tell Mr. Xue that Qiao Nian won't let him go."

**

Beijing City.

Mr. Xue's connections over decades were not limited, and he quickly found the mediator.

The car of the Minister of International Economic Affairs drove outside a large courtyard located in a courtyard in the western suburbs. The winding alleys here are deep and quiet, amidst the hustle and bustle.

The ancient floor tiles with time deposits complement the red walls, and the walls are covered with neatly trimmed green plants and roses.

The sunlight at noon filtered through the black car's streamlined flow until the car stopped steadily at the door of the courtyard house in the middle.

The car door opened, and the man who got out was tall, mature and steady. Wearing a small black hat on his head, he walked straight to the door of the courtyard and politely said to the doorman in fluent Chinese: "Hello, is this Ye's hometown?"

When the doorman first saw a blond and blue-eyed foreigner visiting, he nodded warily: "Are you...?"

The man took off his little hat and smiled: "Please help me tell Mr. Ye that he is visiting from Vancouver." The doorman at the door saw that he had an extraordinary background and said softly: "Please wait here for a moment."

Saying that, he immediately went in and reported to the people inside.

…

Ye Maoshan is still fighting crickets at home.

Ye Qichen spends rare holidays playing games in the living room. He has just celebrated his 6th birthday. He has not grown much taller, and his arms and legs are still small. However, the baby fat on his face has disappeared, and he has gradually gained the heroic outline of a Ye family man, with exquisite facial features. Extremely.

He was currently sitting on the sofa in the living room, lazily holding his cell phone and not letting go. He lowered his head and looked very focused. Those who didn't know it thought he was studying with his clenched jaw and serious look.

Ye Maoshan played with the crickets for a while and then looked up and saw the little guy looking like he was studying hard and dropped the stick he was using to tease the crickets.