Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Qin Si was made more and more irritable by him. Unfortunately, Moxi ran fast. He looked around and saw only Ji Lin who was still in the living room like him.

Ji Lin caught his eye and immediately ran faster than a rabbit: "Young Master Qin, I don't understand what you're asking. I also have something to do."

"Fuck!" Qin Si, who was left out one after another, was so depressed that he cursed and hugged the pillow and tried to remember what he had said before.

What did he say?

He didn't say a few words before.

It seems that he asked Guan Yan in a 'friendly' way, but he couldn't see the look on Sister Qiao's face. Does this count as a relationship?

Isn’t that a normal question for him?

Qin Si was depressed.

In the past, when he fell in love, women would always try to coax him. He only needed to buy bags and luxury goods. He didn't need to meet her at ordinary times. He only asked her to be his female companion at gatherings occasionally, so as to avoid those who were interested in his family background. The people arranged for him more unsightly women to annoy him.

He thinks falling in love is quite simple.

Why is it that even Moxi is laughing at him now as he is worse than the old tree blooming?

Qin Si couldn't understand.

The more I think about it, the more depressed I become.

…

But no one paid attention to how depressed he was.

Qiao Nian had already walked to the door and knocked on the door.

A man's clear and hoarse voice came from inside: "Come in."

She opened the door and walked in.

When Ye Wangchuan saw the girl coming in from outside, he looked stunned for a second. He seemed not to have expected her to come back so soon. He wanted to sit up and said, "Why are you back?"

"Yu Yan told you not to move. Just lie down." Qiao Nian walked to his bed and pushed him down.

She turned around and dragged a chair to sit next to his bed. She picked up the apple on the bedside table and started peeling it with a knife. She lowered her black eyelashes and said as if chatting with him, "I got Zhai from Lu Zhi." Xicheng’s hiding address. I want to teach him a lesson before going back tomorrow.”

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"...It's also a lesson for Nie Qingru." When Qiao Nian said this, his tone was visibly tainted with violence, which was quite dry.

But she kept peeling the apples with her hands, her eyes still narrowed, and she said casually: "Lu Zhi...whatever you want to do, I won't interfere with it."

There was a smile in Ye Wangchuan's eyes, but he did not reveal the news he had just received from Mo Dong, saying that there was a small group of people in the high seas who had done the same thing as them.

If nothing unexpected happens.

That small group is Qiao Nian's people.

But she didn't admit it, and Ye Wangchuan didn't say anything.

His voice became clearer and gentler: "Okay."

Qiao Nian just finished peeling the apple, carefully cut the apple into small pieces, put them on the plate, and inserted a toothpick on top.

He turned around and handed the fruit to him: "We'll leave at noon tomorrow."

"Yeah." A low voice came out of Ye Wangchuan's thin lips. Bo Zheng's engagement party is in a week, so it's still early to go back tomorrow.

But there are still many things in Beijing waiting for him to make decisions when he returns. For example, the Ninth Institute has accumulated a lot of things that Bo Jingxing cannot handle alone.

In addition, he still has several industries in his hands. Even if he hires a domestic professional agent to take care of them, the other party will not dare to make decisions alone on projects that are too big.

…

The Ye family has a transcendent status in Beijing.

Ye Maoshan retreated to the second line again and rarely appeared in social situations.

After all, the Ye family is the heirloom of Zhong Ming Ding Shi, and part of the human relations that the Ye family's father did not participate in fell on Ye Lan and Ye Wangchuan.

Ye Lan has his own company to take care of, and he can't always find time to maintain those interpersonal relationships in Beijing.