Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

He didn't have time to frown this time, and soon someone broke in and reported loudly at the door: "Miss Sai Lan broke in!"

"Damn!" The assistant couldn't help but burst out a swear word, and immediately turned around and walked out, while hurriedly saying to the people inside: "You stay here, I'll go outside to block them!"

The man didn't say yes or no. In such an urgent situation, his silence was equivalent to tacit consent. The assistant had already taken two steps at a time and went out, and quickly asked someone to close the door.

"Stay here with me, and don't let anyone in before the ten elders come!"

Qiao Nian could still hear his stern orders at the door from inside.

She didn't care about that, just stretched her neck that was deliberately lowered to reduce her presence, and the bedroom was quiet.

She didn't pretend anymore, and raised her head expressionlessly and looked directly at the only two people still in the suite.

Qiao Nian didn't look like him at first glance.

In the extremely quiet room, he was particularly eye-catching, with a slender and upright figure, like a lonely pine in the dark night, isolated from the world.

What Qiao Nian was most concerned about was the mask on his face. The mask was delicate and mysterious, with complex and gorgeous patterns on the silver-white background, and tiny gemstones inlaid on the edges, which flickered in the light.

The mask covered most of his face, but the chin line exposed was firm and perfect, like a carefully carved work of art.

"Disfigured?"

Her tone was not good.

The mysterious Earl of Lance was also very calm when facing the "maid" who suddenly changed his attitude, as if he had known that she was not a servant here, but an illegal intruder.

The deep eyes looked through the holes in the mask, as bright as cold stars, but bottomless, making people sink into it.

"Yeah. When I was a kid, I got into a car accident and injured my face. I wore a mask so I wouldn't scare others."

"Tsk, what a coincidence."

"Yes, it's a coincidence."

He raised his hand gracefully, and his slender fingers gently stroked the edge of the mask, as if feeling the cold texture.

Qiao Nian said expressionlessly: "I have a boyfriend."

Count Lance tilted his head slightly, and the decoration on the mask flickered with his movements, like a gentleman listening attentively.

However, his gentle behavior ignited the anger in Qiao Nian's heart. She licked her dry lips with a smile on her lips.

"He's quite unfortunate, and he encountered the same thing as you. But he's not as unlucky as you, he just accidentally fell on his head when he went out, and he became a fool who can't tell the truth. Do you think it's miserable?"

"..."

Qiao Nian pressed the hard muscles on the back of her neck, with a smile on her face, but the smile didn't reach her eyes. Regardless of the reaction of the Earl of Lance, she continued to approach him and said, "But my boyfriend is different from you. He doesn't have eyes of the same color as yours."

She walked in front of him in a blink of an eye.

Qiao Nian was not short in height, but when she stood face to face with him, she could only be at the level of his jaw.

She stretched out her hand expressionlessly to pull the tie in front of her, and forced him to look at her, half-closed her eyes and spoke dangerously.

"He has a pair of black eyes like mine... He should be recuperating at home now. After all, people with no problems in their brains will not run to such a dangerous place."

She slowly stretched out her other hand, and her index finger slid gently along the lines on the mask. The movement was gentle and focused, as if she was having a silent communication with the mask.

"Why do you think he had to come here?" (End of this chapter)