Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Meeting someone important?" Brown rubbed his chin uncertainly.

Dowell couldn't help but rolled his eyes again and emphasized: "Please! Who would come to the Peninsula Hotel to meet someone important?"

"You will."

As soon as Brown finished speaking, he was punched hard by him. His head hung slightly and he had a headache: "Forget it, maybe I got the wrong person because of my eyesight."

"I think you got the wrong person." Dowell said without any psychological burden: "So far, the only people who have seen him are a few old people in the Theron family, and the other ones are Eleanor and the head of the Eileen family. Whether it’s round or flat, I don’t know how to tell it’s him.”

After he finished speaking, he took his good friend's hand and said, "I'm going to confess my love tomorrow, so hurry up and choose a gift with me!"

Brown turned back three times and was dragged away. When he looked back from the corner of his eye, he vaguely saw a familiar figure...

Qiao Niandan was carrying her backpack and holding her mobile phone in the other hand. She was answering messages while walking. Her slightly narrowed eyes were hidden under her peaked cap, giving her a casual look.

She walked in the direction where a large group of people disappeared, and also disappeared around the corner, her figure completely obscured by the wall.

*

Qiao Nian didn't know that someone had seen her, and she kept looking down at the messages on her phone all the way.

Until I received another detailed address.

She followed the directions and got on the elevator.

…

at the same time.

In a jewelry store.

The man entered the jewelry store and called SA, the foreman: "The store will be closed next. I want to go shopping alone."

"...Okay, okay." SA hesitated for a moment and said in a sincere tone, "Do I need to leave a BA for you?"

BA refers to the shopping guide in a luxury store.

Their SAs are usually consultants.

But the man just waved his hand: "No, let's go. Just pour me two glasses of lemonade."

"Okay." SA no longer hesitated and went over to inform other people in the store to prepare water and water glasses for the unexpected VIP.

Lance turned around and looked at the bodyguards standing in two rows outside, and lowered his eyes lightly: "You also leave with them."

"Earl?" The leader was a one-eyed man with a surprised expression, worried about what he was about to say.

He was interrupted forcefully by the man: "This is an order. Don't forget what he said from the first day you followed me."

"Theron said, everything is at your command." The leader, One Eye, suddenly raised his head. Seeing that the man did not waver at all, he turned around and called the brothers: "Follow me and wait outside."

"Go downstairs."

One Eye turned around and saw only the man's silhouette hidden in the shadow of the light. He gritted his teeth and the muscles on his face trembled from excessive exertion, as if even the air was filled with a heavy sense of oppression.

Finally, One Eye lowered his head and surrendered again: "Yes."

The bright jewelry store emptied out in an instant, leaving only the crystal chandelier overhead.

The tall man walked inside. Every line of the well-tailored black suit fit his figure, as if it was tailor-made for him.

He walked with slender legs, and every step seemed so leisurely. The legs of his suit trousers swayed gently with his steps, and the straight trousers line reflected a hint of rigor.

It wasn't until he walked to the circular sofa where the VIPs were resting and saw the lemonade placed on the crystal coffee table that he frowned and bent over.

The left hand hangs naturally, the right hand swings gently, and the exquisite cufflinks looming at the cuffs shine with a low-key light.