Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

She walked out for a few steps and then came back, stared at someone's beautiful lips, licked her lips and said, "I haven't brushed my teeth yet."

"Huh?" Ye Wangchuan raised his eyes subconsciously but did not react.

Qiao Nian stood up on her tiptoes and gave him a smack on the mouth. She quickly separated, took two steps back, turned around and fled to the room upstairs: "I'm going up first~"

She ran so fast that she didn't give him time to react.

Ye Wangchuan could only watch her back, raised his hand to touch his kissed lips, lowered his eyes and smiled: "It still... smells like fried eggs."

**

By the time Gu San came over, Qiao Nian had already gone to the First Research Institute.

Gu San didn't know. After tidying up the living room a little, he was about to put on an apron and go to the kitchen to prepare breakfast: "Master Wan, what does Miss Qiao want to eat in the morning? How about I prepare toast + sausage salad."

Ye Wangchuan saw him busy preparing to go to the refrigerator to get ingredients, and stopped him: "No, she has already eaten and is not at home now."

"Ah." Gu San turned around with lettuce in his hand, looking confused: "Miss Qiao is out?"

Ye Wangchuan picked up the financial magazine he had read half of in the morning and put it back in the drawer: "Well, she left half an hour ago. She was busy."

Gu San had no choice but to put the lettuce back and asked him blankly: "Master Wan, what do you want to eat in the morning? I'll make it for you."

Ye Wangchuan raised his eyebrows and looked at him, as if he wanted to ask him what he was doing by putting back the lettuce for the salad. When the words came to his mouth, he remembered the soft kiss in the morning and sat down on the sofa happily: "Fried eggs."

"..."

"By the way, get me a cup of soy milk."

This was the first time Gu San heard that he wanted to eat such a weird breakfast. Didn't Mr. Wan usually eat sandwiches with American coffee?

With a puzzled look on his face, he said oh, found the ingredients from the refrigerator, and silently went into the kitchen to make breakfast.

Within a few minutes of him going in to make breakfast, Ye Wangchuan took the notebook and put it on his lap, turned on the computer, and was about to start a video conference with the Beijing side.

The phone on the sofa buzzed and vibrated.

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the caller ID on it. It was an independent continent number. He also saved his name, and the three words Daniel jumped up.

He raised his hand and picked up the phone. Remembering that this person was Ji Nan's friend, he picked up the phone with dark eyes.

"Hello."

The voice is deep.

The voice becomes clearer and more beautiful.

The man on the other end of the phone struggled to say in his non-standard Chinese: "Hi, Mr. Ye. Do you remember me? It's me, Daniel."

Ye Wangchuan sat on the sofa and said bluntly: "You have something to do with me?"

Daniel smiled and said: "It's not an important thing. "

Ye Wangchuan waited for him to continue without comment, then leaned forward and picked up the coffee on the coffee table and took a sip.

Sure enough, when Daniel saw that he didn't answer, he smoothed things over a bit awkwardly: "Yesterday you and Ji Nan had an appointment at night, and we didn't have a good time. I invited some friends over today as a host. You should have time to come out and play together." Play."

Ye Wangchuan put the cup back, his slender fingers with distinct phalanges and smooth and beautiful hand shapes: "Sorry, I may not be free."

"No." Daniel didn't expect that he would refuse, so he added numbly: "That's right, this friend of mine also has rare earth resources. I thought that you two have rare earths, so why don't I introduce you to each other? What if you Come over if it's not too busy, we'll be where we were yesterday."

When Ye Wangchuan heard 'rare earth', he paused for a moment and became interested: "Oh? He also has rare earth?"