Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Outside the Nine Institutes, Ye Wangchuan had just finished handling the matter at hand.

Qin Si and Bo Jingxing were also there, and the three of them arranged to have tea at a nearby club.

The light scented tea has just been served, and the fragrance of tea is overflowing. The man is leaning on the leather sofa behind him, his figure is lazy and casual, holding his mobile phone, and seems to be reading the news.

Qin Si originally cared about setting up a drinking party, but in the end he was forced to come to drink tea at a ratio of two to one. He had no interest in the tea ceremony. He picked up the delicate tea cup like a cow drinking, drank it in one gulp, and then knocked the cup on the table, waiting for the tea ceremony master in Hanfu to brew it for him again.

There was a cynical expression on a handsome face, and he complained impatiently: "I said you two are only in your twenties, how come you live like an old man. Isn't Lanting delicious? You have to come here to drink tea. . I didn’t notice any difference between the tea here and the tea brewed at home. It’s just a few leaves floating in the water.”

"Tsk, you can just talk about this here with us. Don't say it when you go out." Bao Jingxing was wearing a blue shirt, buttoned to the top of the collar, and his slender neck was covered in the collar of the shirt, giving people a look. He has a strong sense of abstinence and looks like a serious, upright gentleman.

Qin Si, however, sneered at his gentle and scum-like appearance: "So what, I don't believe they dare to bite me."

He glanced at Bo Jingxing, who was quite leisurely, and said, "Can you stop pretending? When you were a kid, where did your fierceness from fighting with me and riding on the boss's head and beating people go? Now you are giving it to me." With a string of Buddhist beads, you can recite Amitabha to me."

This man, Bo Jingxing, has a very similar temperament to Master Wan.

But Mr. Wan seems to be easy to get along with in front of Sister Qiao, but in front of outsiders, his aura exudes an aura that is not easy to mess with.

Unlike Bo Jingxing, who always looks smiling and harmless to humans and animals.

But looking at the whole city, who doesn't know that the first thing you shouldn't mess with is Mr. Wang, and the second thing you shouldn't mess with is this smiling tiger like him.

A stomach filled with bad water is about to die!

Qin Si picked up the palm-sized teacup again and drank it down impatiently. After only ten minutes, he couldn't sit still.

After complaining about Bao Jingxing, he turned his eyes to the man playing with his mobile phone leisurely on the sofa opposite. He rolled his eyes and asked, as if remembering, "By the way, Master Wan, where is Sister Qiao, are you at home today?"

The man playing with his mobile phone raised his head, his eyes narrowed dangerously.

Qin Si hadn't noticed the danger yet and continued to test her on the verge of death: "If she is at home, I will go to your place to play games with her later."

"Not here." Ye Wangchuan put down his phone, tapped the side of it with his beautiful fingers, leaned back lazily, and looked at Qin Si: "She went out to watch a show."

"Watching a show?" Qin Si's mind didn't turn around for a moment, mainly because he didn't associate Qiao Nian with watching a show. He was stunned for a second before he realized what he was saying, "You mean the SEVEN show?"

Someone in his family also went to see it and probably knew about it.

But he is a grown man and has no interest in watching the show.

Qin Si was a little surprised that Qiao Nian liked SEVEN: "Sister Qiao likes things from SEVEN? I saw that she usually goes out in sweaters or T-shirts, so I thought she didn't like these things. It seems that all women are the same, they all like clothes and bags. Bags and jewelry. It’s okay. If she likes it, I can give her a few things some other time.”

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