Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Before he could stand firm, Qiao Nian took another step forward and punched him in the face, blood gushed out of his mouth and nose instantly.

"Fuck you!"

The second bodyguard had just recovered and tried to attack from behind.

She turned around suddenly as if she had eyes behind her head, and hit back with her elbow like a heavy hammer, hitting his nose, and the bodyguard fell to the ground screaming.

The first bodyguard curled up on the ground and squeezed out a sentence with difficulty: "You, who are you?" They received an order to follow the woman who was having a tryst with Earl Lance, but this woman's fighting ability was not that of an ordinary person.

"Your father." Qiao Nian clapped her hands, her expression grim, as if the fierce fight just now was just a trivial warm-up for her.

"What?"

"I said I'm your father." Qiao Nian picked up the bag thrown on the ground calmly.

"..." A man can be killed but not humiliated! The two bodyguards were full of anger, and they immediately gritted their teeth and wanted to get up and tear her apart.

"Go back and tell the people who asked you to follow me that I just happened to pass by there." Qiao Nian left the alley without looking back, leaving the two bodyguards who fell to the ground groaning in pain.

...

Three minutes later.

The woman sitting in the hotel drinking coffee received a call. After listening to it, she said calmly to the girl sitting opposite her without any hesitation.

"She said she was just passing by?"

I don't know what the other end said.

Sai Lan raised the corners of her mouth and showed an elegant smile: "Tsk, interesting."

"Since you have been discovered, come back. Before you come back, go and retrieve the surveillance along the way. I want to see what kind of ordinary "passerby" can beat two people alone and beat my people so hard that they can't get up!"

Lillian could feel that Aunt Lan was not as calm as the smile on her face. She picked up the coffee to cover her uneasy expression and tried to shrink her shoulders to reduce her presence.

Just then.

There was a sudden sound of footsteps not far away.

Lillian looked up with a sense of something. The man she saw was tall and his long legs took steady steps. His figure was smooth and full of lines. His muscles were faintly visible under his clothes, exuding a restrained and powerful aura.

Behind him were a dozen bodyguards from the Theron family.

Lillian quickly guessed the identity of this man and sat up nervously until the long legs stood beside her table.

A man's low voice came from above her head.

"Sorry, I'm late because of something."

"Count Lance? Oh, sit down."

Then there was the sound of the chair rubbing against the marble floor.

Lillian dared to take this opportunity to look at the man sitting down curiously. The man was outstanding in height, standing out from the crowd like a crane among chickens. His broad shoulders and tight waist showed a perfect proportion, and his suit vest outlined a solid waist and abdomen line.

Lillian looked up along his neck and touched the exquisite mask with a cold sheen and a pair of deep eyes.

She admitted that she was surprised and curious for a moment, but she instinctively sensed danger and immediately avoided his sight.

She had never thought of getting close to the Earl of Lance according to Aunt Lan's wishes. She did not want to get involved in the power struggle in the Sixth Continent.

Her parents told her since she was a child that her aunt died in these complicated family struggles. They did not want her to be powerful and wealthy, but only wanted her to live a peaceful life. (End of this chapter)