Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Vertex, the fastest update. Madam, her vest is once again a sensation in the city!

The driver was waiting for the two of them outside.

Seeing that Haimu's makeup was all smudged, she couldn't stop crying, and she looked embarrassed. She didn't dare to look at her anymore, and took the initiative to open the car door for the two of them.

"Go up first." Father Hai asked Hai Mu to go up first.

The haggard sea mother got up first, and then he bent down and got into the car.

The driver walked around to the front and turned around to ask, "Mr. Hai, where should we go next?"

"Go to the father-in-law..." Father Hai said as he thought of his daughter crying inside, then looked at his wife who was still sobbing beside him, pressed his temples and said, "Go to the Rhine Mansion."

**

Rhine.

Gu San immediately learned that people from the Hai family were guarding outside.

He was afraid of disturbing Qiao Nian, so he went to the room to look for Ye Wangchuan: "Master Wang, the Hai family is here, and they should want to find Miss Qiao."

Ye Wangchuan, with his hands and eyes wide open, certainly knew that Haitong was on hunger strike at the police station and refused to cooperate in taking notes. He also knew what his parents probably said when they visited him not long ago.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, but he didn't expect that the Hai family would have the nerve to find Lai Yin.

"What are they thinking?"

Gu San lowered his head: "I probably want to block Miss Qiao down there."

"Now that they're here, most of them won't leave until they see someone. They can't say anything nice when they see Miss Qiao. They just lick their faces and ask Miss Qiao to let her go." Gu San's tone was not good, which shows that the Hai family's behavior is bad. How disgusting.

Haitong's behavior is no longer a personal grudge, it has long been elevated to the level of stealing confidential information.

If Haitong's behavior is allowed to go unchecked, with Haitong's character, the scars will heal and the pain will be forgotten, but the old behavior will reappear before long.

When the time comes and a huge disaster occurs, who will bear the responsibility?

Do they think this is a child's play, if you slap me today, you say sorry, and if I slap you tomorrow, I can say sorry?

The Hai family and the old man have some old friendship, but it's not to the extent that they think they can settle it.

"I'll go down and take a look."

Ye Wangchuan knew how difficult people in the Hai family were and didn't want Qiao Nian to be entangled with such people and affect her mood, so he decided immediately.

"Look what they want to do."

…

Downstairs, Hai's father had been waiting downstairs for more than an hour, but he didn't see anyone coming out.

The sea mother stopped crying long ago and waited with him in the cold wind.

The two of them stood there for an hour and felt a little tired. Hai Mu asked in a low voice: "Can't we contact Mr. Ye?"

Hai's father suppressed the anger in his heart and was not in the mood to scold her again in the freezing weather. He only said: "If you don't contact her, you can still try your luck. If you contact her, just wait to go home."

Haimu didn't dare to say anything anymore and waited eagerly in front of the car, hoping that someone would come out, preferably Qiao Nian.

They didn't know how long they had been waiting, but they finally waited for the person they wanted to see.

It's a pity that it's not Qiao Nian.

But Ye Wangchuan.

The man is wearing a dark gray double-breasted windbreaker with a white rough-woven high collar underneath, which is casual yet elegant.

He walked slowly in front of the two of them, followed by Gu San.

One glance at those insightful eyes was enough to make Father and Mother Hai unable to breathe.

"What are you doing here?"

Father Hai resisted the pressure and forced a smile: "Ye, Master Ye. My daughter got into trouble and offended Miss Qiao. We are here to apologize."

He winked. Hai Mu reacted and hurriedly took out the gifts from the car. Big and small bags were piled on the floor.