Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"I know." The girl interrupted him impatiently and patted the seat: "Get in the car."

Mihir opened the door and got in.

Qiao Nian leaned against the car window with her elbows, looked at the people below who had not yet boarded the car, and said to Ji Lin and others, "I'll go over first. See you at the hotel."

"Okay, Miss Qiao."

Ji Lin leaned forward slightly and watched as she stepped on the accelerator and left.

"Okay, let's go." When only the taillights were left on the jeep, he asked the others to follow him and arrange to get in the car and prepare to set off.

…

in the car.

Qiao Nian held the steering wheel with one hand, rested the elbow of the other hand on the car window, and drove forward with cold eyes.

Mihir glanced at her several times during this period.

Finally, Qiao Nian couldn't help but interrupted his peeping behavior: "Is something wrong?"

Mihir shook his head first, then pursed his lips again, unable to control the burning fire of gossip and asked: "Are you and that little girl a love rival?"

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Mihir said to himself: "I thought you Z people were introverted and wouldn't covet other people's boyfriends. They seem to be from the same world. It's not like you just stopped pursuing others when you saw them. The emotions are very unrestrained.”

"Hey, someone already likes your partner, why don't you react? Why don't you go and warn her so that she doesn't have any ideas about your boyfriend?"

He smacked his lips again and said, "I think she's quite proactive. She just wanted to leave a good impression on your boyfriend."

Qiao Nian only heard the buzzing of bees in her ears, and glanced at him with a bad expression, with a faint warning: "It's over."

Mihir immediately put away his gossip and raised his hands to show weakness: "Okay, if you don't want to talk, I won't ask."

"Then don't ask." Qiao Nian relaxed her posture, turned the steering wheel with one hand to turn the car, turned a corner, and continued to drive forward by pressing the accelerator.

Mihir sat for a while and then turned to talk to the girl: "If it weren't for you, I would definitely not take your case. Your case is not easy to handle. The FBI is clearly targeting you and wants to testify. As long as your case If someone says the wrong thing, neither the case nor the public opinion will be able to turn around. I am a lawyer with a 100% winning rate. If I lose, my myth of being undefeated will be shattered."

"You're still here." The girl said calmly.

Mihir showed a self-satisfied look of 'that's it' and said calmly: "That's why I said if it wasn't you, I wouldn't accept it. It just happened to be you. If you ask me for help, I can refuse you." ?”

As he spoke, he continued speaking without waiting for Qiao Nian to speak.

"Back in Ghana, if you hadn't come to the rescue, my son and I would have died at the hands of the big shot behind that case. It was you who saved me, and you gave me my life. If you look for me, I won't Maybe I won’t help you.”

"But then again."

His expression became solemn: "There is more than just the FBI behind this case. You still remember the murder case I took on in Ghana."

"That person was assassinated by a powerful organization. I just helped with the lawsuit, but I was almost silenced by the local gangsters."

"Remember."

Mihir said: "I found that the forces behind the scenes this time are somewhat similar to the forces I offended in Ghana. There seems to be overlap...or they are the same force. Do you know who they are?"

The girl raised her eyebrows. Unexpectedly, it was such a coincidence. Her dark eyes glanced at him, and she instantly gathered her light: "I know."

Mihir has always been a gossip and likes to find out everything. This time he took the initiative and said, "Okay, you know. But don't tell me, I want to live a few more years. Thank you~" (End of Chapter)