Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Ye Wangchuan watched the girl go out, lazily threw away the Pai Gow in his hand, chewed on the smoking cessation stick, turned his head, and casually said to the people at the table: "You guys have fun."

While waving to Qin Si, his eye-catching features were arrogant and a little careless: "Come here and help me play a round."

Qin Si stood up unhappily and walked towards his position: "I'm here to play games, but you insist on letting me play cards. What's the point of playing cards."

Ye Wangchuan ignored his complaints, and after giving him his seat, he jumped over the crowd and followed Qiao Nian's lead out.

*

Outside the Lanting corridor, Qiao Nian came out to get some air and leaned against the wall while playing with her mobile phone.

She had just played games with Qin Si and the others for two hours in five rows. The body of her phone was slightly hot, but the battery was not used much.

Compared with Qin Si and the others, the battery on her mobile phone seems to be particularly durable.

The people who come to Lanting are either rich or noble. They are all from the upper class circles in Beijing. They usually wear unusual clothes. In this case, the girl is wearing a white T-shirt with jeans, and a pair of canvas shoes at her feet. The shoes are a bit eye-catching.

However, Qiao Nian was wearing a peaked cap, looking down at her phone, almost covering her chin.

She stood with a very naughty posture, her long legs propped up against the wall, her whole body careless, her white jade-like fingers resting on her mobile phone, and the white light of the mobile phone shone on the brim of her hat.

Qiao Nian clicked on WeChat.

Except for the messages sent to her by a few people in Class A of the third year of high school.

Jiang Li finally replied to her message.

【fine. 】

The message came from 5 minutes ago, and he only replied when Qiao Nian came out of the box.

Qiao Nian's fingers on the phone tightened slightly, her dark eyes seemed to be thinking about something, and she pulled up the dialog box.

The last message was from her.

Two hours ago.

She asked Jiang Li what he was doing and if he was in any trouble.

Jiang Li waited for nearly two hours before replying to her. His reply was very simple, even a little hasty. It felt like he had received her message and took the time to reply to her in a hurry. He didn't even have time to type two more words.

Qiao Nian half-squinted his eyes, his eyebrows were dry, and he pulled out Jiang Zongjin's WeChat profile picture. It was the fourth day and there was still no new message sent. She pursed her lips and sent another message back to Jiang Li.

[QN: Where? 】

The message was sent successfully within seconds.

There was no movement from Jiang Li's side, as if he didn't see anything.

Qiao Nian was patient and didn't rush in. She looked through other news and waited for Jiang Li to get back to her.

She originally thought that Jiang Li's last message took two hours to reply, and she would have to wait at least an hour or two. Unexpectedly, Jiang Li replied very quickly this time.

Ding.

When Qiao Nian saw the WeChat reminder from Jiang Li pop up, she relaxed her shoulders, leaned against the wall, tilted her head, and opened it slowly.

The message was still the same as the previous one, and it was obvious that he was in a hurry.

[Liangjiang City. Didn't I tell you before that I was going to record a variety show? I have been busy recording the show these days. 】

Before Qiao Nian could reply to him.

Jiang Li showed that he was typing again.

Then, a new message came.

[Nian Nian, I won’t tell you anymore, the director called me. I probably won't have time to send you a message these two days. I have to put away my phone when recording the show. I'll tell you when I get back. 】

After this news came, Jiang Li became silent again. As if to confirm what he said, the program crew confiscated his cell phone while recording the program.

Qiao Nian's eyes darkened, and the half-typed messages were not sent. She slowly deleted the half-typed messages one by one, pursed her lips, and didn't know what she was thinking.

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