Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Qiao Nian said simply and in a very negotiable tone: "I'm not embarrassing you, you just tell you what I mean, and you can convey it to someone who can do it. Whether it works or not, I can accept it."

"!" Bethea seemed to have swallowed a mouthful of apple core, with a bitter aftertaste in her mouth. She knew in her heart that Qiao Nian said he was not embarrassing her, but he was actually embarrassing her.

She couldn't give Qiao Nian any answer at the moment, so she could only reluctantly answer: "I will help you apply. But to be honest, I cannot guarantee success, or it is almost impossible to succeed."

The girl raised her hand and pulled down her peaked cap, gently tapped her chin to hide her careless expression: "Okay."

Bethia, who was still feeling heavy in her heart, looked at her deeply and said, "Why do you have to go see nuclear fusion?"

"Because I want to see the specific effects you have created before. Only by seeing it with my own eyes can I judge how far you have reached." Qiao Nian said bluntly.

It was because of her straightforwardness that Bethea said equally straightforwardly: "You can look at our experimental data. All experimental data are on the table. It is very simple for you to check these. There is no need to visit the nuclear reactor. Explosive experiments in fusion.”

"I said, I only believe in the judgment of my own eyes." Qiao Nian's dark eyes reflected her shadow, and she said calmly and rationally: "You are also an experimenter. Do you believe in the cold words written on the form? Just trust your eyes.”

Bethea was burned by her gaze and took the lead to look away. She stood up and wanted to leave, but halfway through she thought again: "By the way, do you want to go to a party."

"Um?"

Qiao Nian was distracted, still thinking about the nuclear reaction and the faded people.

Then she heard her say: "Dowell... forget it, I don't have to tell you who it is, you don't know the people on the island, and you wouldn't know if I told you. In short, there is a birthday party for a friend of mine. He was supposed to hold this banquet the day before yesterday, but it was postponed for two days for some reasons. I thought you had nothing to do, so why don't you go out with us to get some fresh air."

She probably couldn't keep her dignity at bay, so she called out the names a little uncomfortably: "Black people also want to go. Let's go together. It's more fun when there are more people and it's more lively."

The black man who was named was stunned for a moment, but then he realized what he was doing and rubbed the back of his head with a playful smile: "Yes, I will go too. Chemist, let's go and have fun together."

Qiao Nian did not agree immediately. She lowered her eyes and pursed her lower lip, thinking about the time she promised to find someone: "How long?"

"Tomorrow." Bethea asked with great interest, "Are you going?"

Tomorrow happened to be the day that Qiao Nian agreed to meet him once a week. She knew that Dowell was a person very similar to Zhang Yang.

She predicted that as a popular figure in the Sixth Continent, Dowell, a social master, would definitely find a way to invite the Count of Lance to his birthday party.

This saves her time as she doesn't have to find a way to sneak into the Rose Mansion.

Qiao Nian quickly figured it out and quickly agreed: "Go."

Bethea's tight mouth relaxed an inch, and her eyes were bright: "I'll ask someone to pick you up tomorrow. Make up and make clothes...well, you can wear whatever you want."

She thought for a moment and said, "You can also do some styling if you want. I'll make an appointment with a stylist for you." The Erin family is extremely wealthy in the Sixth Continent, and Bethea is considered a leader among the younger generation. Naturally, the family will not treat her badly. She had the confidence to tell Qiao Nian that she could make an appointment with a personal stylist.

However, Qiao Nian obviously had no interest in makeup. She made an OK gesture and said calmly: "I'll wear my own clothes." (End of Chapter)