Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

The lush green plants on the side add a touch of vitality and natural beauty to the terrace. Flowers are dotted among them, exuding a light fragrance and making people feel happy.

Ye Wangchuan did not finish his words: "You will meet when you have the opportunity."

"Oh, I'm looking forward to it now." Eleanor was just curious and didn't really want to see the 'secret' of Earl of Lance.

She listened to the soft music flowing in the air, lay back on the sofa and lounge chair, put her hands on the back of her head, raised her eyes half a meter to look at the stars in the sky, and said comfortably to the person next to her: "Okay, I can Three hours is enough, right?"

Ye Wangchuan was quite regretful: "That's enough."

He stood up, straightened his cufflinks, and said to the woman who was lying there leisurely watching the stars: "Sorry to trouble you, Miss Eleanor."

Eleanor waved her hand to indicate that she heard him and that he could go.

Ye Wangchuan didn't stay and left without looking back.

When he walked away, the green-haired girl turned her head to look, only to see a trace of his leaving figure. She touched her chin and smacked her lips: "Do you really have a girlfriend?"

…

Ji Lin received someone on the other side.

Ye Wangchuan went to the parking lot to take people to the club's suite. They took the suite's special elevator. In order to ensure the privacy of the guests, there was no surveillance in the elevator.

Qiao Nian still wore her peaked cap and cautiously did not raise her head. It was not until she entered the room that she raised her head, revealing her snow-white chin and clear eyes.

She went straight to the refrigerator: "Is there a drink?"

"Yes." Before she drank the ice water, Ye Wangchuan walked to the island and squeezed a glass of juice for her. He then went over to take the Coke from her hand and put the orange juice into her hand: "You are about to menstruate. Drink this."

Qiao Nian raised the corners of her lips and answered casually: "Earl of Lance even remembers the time when I came to visit my aunt so clearly. Aren't you afraid that your girlfriend will be jealous?"

Ye Wangchuan pushed away the broken hair on her forehead, reached out and touched the girl's white forehead to test the temperature, and then raised the corners of his lips with her: "I'm afraid. But didn't you say it? One, three, five, it's hers, Two, four, six and seven are yours today.”

"Tsk." Qiao Nian took a sip of the orange juice. It was not sour in the mouth and tasted sweet. She took a look at the glass and suspected that he had added sugar to it.

Ye Wangchuan looked down at her and asked in a low voice: "Are you still thirsty?"

"Huh?" Qiao Nian raised his head.

He took the juice from her hand and led her to the sofa: "Let me check whether the wound on your shoulder has scabs."

Qiao Nian was not so cooperative and was taken away: "I'm fine."

"I'll take a look before talking." Ye Wangchuan pressed her down on the sofa and insisted on seeing it with his own eyes before he believed her words.

…

The light fell on the spacious living room, and in the quiet atmosphere, two figures sat on the sofa.

Qiao Nian turned slightly sideways, frowning slightly, revealing the somewhat dazzling wound on her shoulder. Ye Wangchuan's eyes froze for an instant, and there was a hint of imperceptible distress between his brows.

He slowly stretched out his hand, as gently as if he were touching the most precious treasure in the world.

When her fingers gently touched Qiao Nian's skin, Qiao Nian trembled slightly, and her subtle reaction was like a pebble thrown into the lake of her heart, causing ripples.

"It seems like scabs have formed." The male protagonist's voice was low and magnetic, "Does it hurt?"

Qiao Nian no longer felt any pain, so she shook her head slightly, but her eyes fell on the male protagonist's chiseled face involuntarily, and she quickly looked away.