Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Mr. Huang rarely showed any grace to the other party and directly posted Master Aitkaro's Instagram without saying a word, waiting for the other party to see what he had posted.

*

Beijing Municipal Airport International Terminal.

This time overseas medicine was completely humiliated, Qi Lanyin's face was stepped on the ground and rubbed, and the whole group was not in high spirits.

After Master Carlo posted an update on Instagram in anger, he stopped caring about it.

He had never thought about posting that Instagram, mainly because he saw that Qiao Nian was so arrogant that he imitated them and posted a mocking Instagram. He couldn't swallow the anger in his heart, so he posted screenshots of some of Qi Lanyin's achievements in international publications. .

Although he retorted, he maintained his own identity and it was not easy to compete with a freshman. He originally wanted to see Aite, but he tolerated it later and did not specify who would go to see him.

But he has a great reputation overseas. When he posted an ins, many people left messages below.

Most people agreed with his words and believed that Qi Lanyin did not take first place this time simply because he did not perform well. He had won first place three times in a crushing manner before. If it were not for his poor performance, he would not have lost so ugly this time... …

The airport is broadcasting boarding information.

Master Carlo straightened his clothes and prepared to board the plane.

Who would have thought that at this time, his assistant's expression suddenly changed and he came over with a mobile phone and handed it to him: "Master Carlo, the other party is following you on Instagram."

"Ha." The old man with deep eyes sneered, his eyes were cold and showed a little disdain. He took the phone from the assistant and said: "I didn't find her, but she still dared to treat me..."

Before he finished speaking, he saw that it was not the freshman from the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Tsinghua University who was looking for him on Instagram, but Mr. Huang. He closed his mouth, stared at the papers and links posted by the other party, and clicked on them.

QN.

S-level paper on the BMJ Forum.

Isn’t that the name of the girl from the Traditional Chinese Medicine Department who participated in the competition?

QN=Qiao Nian, a freshman at the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine at Tsinghua University? ?

In contrast, the pile of Qi Lanyin's academic papers and achievements he posted were like a joke, hitting him hard in the face and making him buzz.

His face suddenly turned the color of pig liver, and it took him a long time before he got on the plane at the urging of his assistant.

Before getting on the plane, even though he was extremely embarrassed, he still chose to delete the Instagram post that he had posted like a joke.

*

In Rhine's apartment, Ye Wangchuan had changed into home clothes and had just made a cup of coffee. Before he drank it, his phone lit up.

He casually placed the cup on the cabinet, leaned there, stretched his long legs lazily, picked up his phone, and clicked on the new message.

It was a message from Mr. Ye.

[Where is Nian Nian? Didn’t you go outside to play? ]

Ye Wangchuan raised his eyebrows with some interest in his eyes. He didn't understand why his old man sent this news. He was so busy?

If it were anyone else, he might not pay attention and treat it as spam text messages.

However, like Qiao Nian, he had always been patient with his elders and raised his eyes to look at the quiet room on the second floor.

He lowered his head, hooked his slender neck, and casually replied to Mr. Ye with a message.

[She was upstairs. She said she was busy with something, so she didn’t go out to play. Do you have anything to do with her? ]

It's been five minutes since he sent the message.

As if he had seen the news, Mr. Ye replied with an inexplicable message: "She is busy." It's okay, I'll just ask. ]

"..." Ye Wangchuan just put down the phone.

Another new message has arrived.

It still belongs to Mr. Ye.

[By the way, don't disturb her when she's busy. You're a grown man. Find something to do by yourself every day. Don't do nothing all day long. You...have to work hard! ]

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