Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

At the same time.

The tranquility of the Seron Manor was pierced by the sound of the propeller of the plane in the early morning. All the housekeepers and servants were on high alert to receive a mysterious guest.

The Ten Elders, who are now firmly in charge of the Sixth Continent, personally welcomed him.

He specially cleared the area so that no one except his confidants could get close to the 3 kilometers around the apron, and set up strict defenses around it to prevent anyone from spying.

The plane landed at the manor at nine in the morning, and the news flew into the major families at ten o'clock.

…

"The Ten Elders went to pick someone up personally?" Ailinwo was shocked, flipping the note in his hand, and unwillingly asked the black man kneeling on the ground.

"Did our people see the other person's appearance?"

The black man shook his head, and the emotion in his eyes had answered her question.

Irene Wo paced back and forth anxiously, then raised her head and said unwillingly: "Didn't you see clearly whether it was a man or a woman?"

The black man answered hoarsely: "Theron didn't give me a chance."

Irene Wo bit her nails, and the blood oozed from her bitten nails slightly pulled back her rationality, muttering to herself: "Something is wrong."

The black man looked at her woodenly, without commenting on her words or her behavior, as if he was an AI without emotions and only knew how to execute tasks.

The major families in the Sixth Continent have cultivated many such AIs.

"Go check the identity of that person again, whether it is a man or a woman."

"Yes."

"Stop."

Irene Wo called the man back again.

The black man returned to the original place and knelt on one knee, with no suspicion on his face, and bowed his head to surrender at her feet.

Irene Wo's eyebrows were tightly knitted, and there were deep vertical lines between her eyebrows.

"Did the chemist report to the institute?"

"I went this morning."

"Yeah."

Irene Wo mistakenly thought that Pierre had led the way in the morning, so she didn't take it seriously and left the matter entirely to Eleanor.

She waved her hand with deep thoughts: "You go down."

The black man stood up, facing her and slowly backed away, until he reached the door and turned around and strode away.

After he left, Irenewo went around to sit behind the sandalwood table, crossed her hands in front of her, and fell into deep thought...

...

Salan was also lost in thought.

She was wearing a custom-made off-white silk dress with delicate pleats, which not only retained the unique luster and fluidity of silk fabrics, but also cleverly outlined her graceful figure.

The neckline was a delicate small stand-up collar with delicate lace trims, and a thin belt of the same color was tied around the waist, inlaid with a few tiny pearls as embellishments. Her elegant, noble and exquisite temperament was fully displayed, making people unforgettable.

Shadow did not take a second look.

It was because he knew too well how twisted and crazy the soul of the woman in front of him was under the beautiful appearance after a year of contact.

Sai Lan used scissors to unconsciously break a rose flower, watching the bright red flower fall to the ground, narrowing her delicate eyes slightly, and said lightly: "Mu Qingtian is dead, leaving behind a son who is also useless. My father has taken back a lot of property from the Mu family during this period. I thought he would hand over this part of the property to me when he is old. It seems that he has found a favorite candidate again."

And this candidate will never be her!

Sai Lan's eyes followed the clusters of roses to the broken stamen on the ground.

She gently raised her foot and stepped on it expressionlessly, watching the beautiful rose turn into a pool of mud under her feet.

Sai Lan gently raised the corner of her mouth to hide her sarcasm, and lifted the broken hair hanging by her ears, with an inexplicable expression.