Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

After Qiao Nian came out of the hospital, she looked the same as usual, but she didn't talk much and didn't play with her phone much along the way.

However, according to his observation, Miss Qiao was not in a particularly bad mood.

Of course, anyone would be in a bad mood if their privacy was exposed.

Miss Qiao's mood cannot be described as good.

that's it.

Not too bad!

"I have read some fragmentary news on the Internet. It is said that Miss Qiao was kidnapped for more than a year and then went back on her own for unknown reasons. This matter was also reported in the local news, and the Qiao family later spent money to suppress the news. No, the local media is not allowed to delve into it."

After listening to his words, the man lowered his eyelashes slightly, and the raven-black eyelashes cast a faint trace under his eyes. He leaned back on the sofa, propped up his long legs, held the cigarette between his fingers, flicked the ashes, and his eyes darkened. Dark, just said: "Don't ask."

"I'll wait until she wants to tell me."

"..." How long will it take until Miss Qiao wants to say that?

Ye Wangchuan ignored him, put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, raised his head, and commanded with deep eyes: "Find connections to reduce the popularity on the Internet. If it doesn't go down, buy celebrity gossip material and put it on it."

Gu San wanted to say something, but then he saw the phone he had left on the sofa light up. He frowned and his expression became serious: "Master Wan, this is Mr. Ye's phone number."

When he went in to make tea, he also saw the eldest lady calling Mr. Wan, but Mr. Wan didn't answer.

But at this juncture, the eldest lady must be calling about Miss Qiao, and most likely she wants to ask Mr. Wan about the situation.

Mr. Ye's call at this moment should have the same purpose.

Gu San looked towards the second floor again.

The second floor was still quiet, no one came down.

He didn't know if the people upstairs were asleep.

*

In the room on the second floor, the girl went in and took a shower first after she came back. Now she just came out, wearing a loose bathrobe with only a belt around her waist, exposing a part of her body like a bright moon. The shiny white neck is quite slender.

Qiao Nian did not dry her hair, but wiped her wet and dripping hair with a towel in her hand. She seemed impatient and rolled up her hair with a towel, pulled out the desk chair, and sat down boldly.

She played with her phone too much in the morning and it was almost out of battery when she came back, so she left it on the desk to charge before going in to take a shower.

Now when he came back, Qiao Nian picked up his phone and turned it on. He saw, my dear, there were more than a dozen missed calls, as well as countless WeChat messages and text messages...

She went out to watch a show with Ye Lan in the morning. She put her phone in silent mode at the show, and didn't look at her phone when she went in to take a shower.

In other words, within just an hour when she went to take a shower, so many people came to her.

Qiao Nian raised his eyebrows.

The cold chin was slightly raised, and there was no emotion in her eyes. She supported her chin with her hand, opened the phone with one hand, and looked through the missed calls.

Nie Mi, Ye Lan, Liang Bowen... all called her.

Qiao Nian also saw Mr. Ye's phone number in a long list of missed calls, as well as Mr. Huang and Wei Lou.

Her temples hurt a little.

You don't have to guess what they are calling to ask.

Qiao Nian could think of everything with her toes. She probably thought she was in a bad mood at the moment and was worried that she might not be able to think straight.

However, her eyebrows were furrowed, her shoulders were relaxed, and she was not at all as depressed as the outside world imagined. Just like Gu San's visual inspection, her mood at the moment was neither good nor too bad.

Qiao Nian didn't reply to anyone's calls for the time being. She lowered her head again and looked at the WeChat messages and text messages.

There were too many concerned people who sent her messages, and she only picked a few to read.

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