Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

In the car.

The driver drove diligently, not daring to be curious at all, looking straight ahead, not daring to look behind.

A heat surged up in Ye Wangchuan's body for no reason, as if a ball of fire was burning in his body, and every breath seemed to suppress some impulse that was about to burst out.

He raised the partition in the car to block out a closed private space.

A strong desire spread from the bottom of his heart, making him involuntarily think of the long kiss in the bathroom just now, like a cool breeze to relieve the unbearable heat.

He unbuttoned his shirt, from the collar to the cuffs, as if to untie the restraints and get some relief... Finally, after a long time.

He said to the driver in front with a hoarse voice: "Go back to Rose Mansion and ask a private doctor to come over."

"Okay, Lord Earl." The driver's voice came from the other side of the partition and became a vague whisper.

Ye Wangchuan didn't care at all. He leaned on the leather back seat as if exhausted, covering his eyelashes with his hands. After a while, he slightly suppressed the heat that surged up again.

Only then did he regain some rationality. He wiped his hands in annoyance and picked up his phone to send a message to the contact without a note.

[She's gone, you can go back. ]

...

Qiao Nian received the message and had already walked out of the club and was on his way back.

[Okay. ]

She simply replied with a word, deleted the chat history between the two, put the satellite phone back in her pocket, and opened the car window to get some fresh air.

When she arrived at the institute, she walked through the maze and returned to the outside of the small white house where she lived, and saw someone waiting at the door.

"Where have you been?" Bethia came alone. She had changed out of the black dress that looked like an evening dress that she wore when she set out in the morning, and put on a simple T-shirt and jeans. She leaned against the wall with her hands folded and waited for her.

Seeing her complex expression after asking the first question, she couldn't wait to ask the second question.

"Why didn't you answer the phone? You sent me a message saying you were gone, but I came to find you the first time I came back, and you weren't at home."

She didn't continue to attend Dowell's birthday party, and found an excuse to sneak back first. For some reason, she ran to find Qiao Nian.

Sure enough, the chemist was not at home.

Her guess was confirmed when she knocked on the door and no one opened it.

"Why did you lie?" Bethia looked at the girl not far away, pursed her lips, and her mood was indescribably complicated.

"I don't need to tell you about the itinerary."

Qiao Nian was surprised for a moment, then returned to normal, walked over and passed her to open the door, put the magnetic card in the card slot first, and entered the room.

"If you insist on me giving you an explanation..."

She paused, looked back at the woman who followed in, and said casually: "You can think of me as going out for a walk."

"Are you perfunctory to me?" After Bethia followed in, she saw her take off her baseball cap and throw it on the sofa, and then threw the shoulder bag she was carrying there.

Her eyes followed the girl unconsciously. After Qiao Nian sat down on the sofa, picked up the mineral water on the table, unscrewed the cap and drank half a bottle, her eyes fell on the small wound at the corner of her mouth that had not yet scabbed.

"Who...did you meet?"

"Hmm?" Qiao Nian finished drinking the water, put his elbow on the sofa, turned his head, blinked his dark eyes and looked at her, as if he didn't understand what she meant.