Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Ye Lan was finally in a much better mood, and even looked at Ye Wangchuan more pleasantly. She stopped frowning and looked at him. She turned around and said to him: "There are reporters outside, let's go in first."

Ye Wangchuan raised his eyes and saw a dense crowd of reporters outside the court. All the media with some respect in the capital were here.

But these people are quite discerning.

A group of them stood at the intersection chatting for a long time and no one came to disturb them.

Ye Lan takes the lead.

Qiao Nian, Ye Wangchuan and the others walked towards the door of the court.

Although the reporters at the scene followed and took pictures, they were very disciplined throughout the process, and no one shouted loudly and blocked the way for interviews.

Anyway, they were aiming at Qiao Nian and his group with long guns and short cannons.

Mainly aimed at Qiao Nian.

Qiao Nian saw that these reporters were mainly here for her, so she raised her eyelids and lazily pulled down her cap, covering her eyes as much as possible, allowing them to take photos as they pleased.

This scene fell in the eyes of Mother Qiao, who was about to go in when she saw the beautiful girl surrounded by the crowd.

She remembered the last time she saw Qiao Yao in the detention center. At this moment, her heart was pierced with knives, and her heart was filled with hatred. Mother Qiao rushed out of the crowd.

"Qiao Nian! Stop!"

The reporters in the audience were in an uproar.

"Is she crazy?"

"What is she doing?"

"Is Qiao Ruoqing's mother stimulated? I just wanted to say that she is in a bad mental state and is crazy."

Mother Qiao didn't care what people around her said about her.

Her eyes were filled with girls' backs.

Whenever she thinks about how her daughter has been transformed from a high-ranking celebrity to what she is now, Mother Qiao feels choked up in her heart.

This kind of jealousy and anger can go to a person's head and make her act more excited and twisted.

"Qiao Nian, I tell you to stop!"

"If you don't stop, I'll tell you the truth!"

"You don't want your boyfriend to know about the good things you are doing around the city, right?"

Ye Lan stopped and looked back.

Zhang Yang and Qin Si stopped.

Qin Si turned around and saw Mother Qiao's hysterical look. He couldn't help but frown and asked, "Who is this? Does Sister Qiao know her?"

Zhang Yang was in trouble and couldn't say anything at the moment: "Qiao, Qiao Ruoqing's mother."

Qin Si immediately looked at him, with dissatisfaction in his eyes, and said calmly: "You have never been procrastinating in doing things before. What happened this time? Aunt Ye is here too. Now I ask you to do this, you Do you still want Master Wan to let you go? I think your family doesn’t want Master Wan to raise a hand."

"Young Master Qin, please stop making fun of me." Zhang Yang couldn't even cry. He looked like he was eating flies and said in a low voice: "I don't want to end up like this. You also know, Mr. Qin, that to be honest with Qiao The young lady still has some connections, how could I get the right idea? If I hadn't been unable to make the decision, I would have kicked the person out of the capital a long time ago, and I wouldn't have ended up like this."

It’s hard for him to do, too!

He didn't dare to make the decision without authorization, but Qiao Ruoqing and her daughter wanted to die just like they had eaten the courage of a leopard.

Zhang Yang looked embarrassed.

When Mother Zhang and Father Zhang saw Mother Qiao coming out to make trouble, their expressions were extremely bad, and they frequently looked in the direction of Ye Lan and Qiao Nian.

The main reason was to look at the faces of Ye Lan and Ye Wangchuan.

Afraid that this woman who suddenly appeared would implicate his family, he finally found a chance to apologize and clear his name.

Among the group of people, only Qiao Nian was the calmest.

She didn't look back or pause at all. She put her hands in her hands and continued walking into the court, as if the person calling her name behind her had nothing to do with her.