Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"He and Elena are not very close, so even if he suddenly heard that someone had died, he wouldn't react that much."

The girl's eyebrows were scornful, with a tiny halo in her eyes, and she had a sense of déjà vu that nothing could be hidden from her.

"Unless."

Qiao Nian bit her words.

"There are other reasons why he can't control his emotions!"

Ye Wangchuan gently took the steaming can from her hand, stood up and went to the island counter to get her a glass of water, put the warm cup into her hand, and then took over the conversation slowly.

"What do you think I'm hiding from you?"

"You participated?"

Qiao Nian's fingertips touched the warmth transmitted from the glass, raised his head, and asked abruptly.

Ye Wangchuan was stunned for a moment, then pulled his mouth corners, his expression somewhat helpless and unconditionally compromised: "Why should I kill her."

"I can't figure out the reason."

Qiao Nian took a sip of hot water, frowned slightly, put the glass back on the coffee table, propped up his body with both hands, and the whole person was immersed in the light of the night light next to him, half hidden in the darkness, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, reflecting his shadow.

"Ye Wangchuan, I don't like deception."

Very straightforward.

Very Qiao Nian.

"So I don't like white lies."

Lies are lies.

There is no difference between good intentions and bad intentions.

It only depends on the degree of harm the person suffers after knowing that he has been deceived.

She doesn't like this kind of thing between them, because he is the only person she is willing to trust.

Deception means a crisis of trust.

This thing should not exist between them!

Qiao Nian tilted her head, looking relaxed and chuckled: "You have one minute to consider whether to tell me or not."

"If you still don't plan to tell me, you don't have to tell me in the future."

"..."

Ye Wangchuan raised his hand and pressed his brow, looking over with a smile: "Nian Nian, this is unfair, you are threatening me."

"Well, I threaten you, you have one minute to consider whether to accept the threat."

She admitted it happily, and directly took out her mobile phone from her pocket and picked up the timer in front of him, and said provocatively: "Okay, start the countdown."

Ye Wangchuan is different from Qiao Nian.

He doesn't have such a sharp arrogance. He looks more like a nobleman from a Xuanhe family. He has been immersed in the upper circle for many years and has long been tempered with a gentle appearance without showing his emotions.

The circle he was born in is destined to have never been threatened since he was a child, and no one has counted down to him in front of him.

Someone did this today.

He can't do anything about this person.

He can only spoil him.

"It's not that I won't tell you."

"Hmm."

Qiao Nian looked up, perfunctorily saying, "You can say whatever you want, I'll see if I listen or not."

Ye Wangchuan covered his eyes with his hands, but the corners of his red lips curled up: "You really are..."

Qiao Nian glanced at the phone: "20 seconds have passed, you still have 40 seconds to think about it."

"Tsk." Ye Wangchuan took his hand away and chuckled briefly. His deep eyes reflected her dark eyes. Facing those eyes, he seemed unable to tell a lie. Any lie looked pale and powerless under her gaze. Just like she said, he didn't want to lie to her, even if it was a white lie.

"I didn't say it because I was afraid that you would worry, and I didn't want to distract you. I also found a solution, so I didn't tell you."

"There's something wrong with your solution." Qiao Nian was very calm. He obviously didn't know anything, but it seemed that she had guessed most of it. (End of this chapter)