Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

With a smile in his deep eyes, Ye Wangchuan lowered his head and kissed the girl's forehead, then moved his head restrainedly and asked her, "Would you like to sleep in the car?"

"Um?"

Qiao Nian could still feel the softness on her forehead that could leave at the touch of a finger. It was slightly cool and restrained, but it was like ripples caused by a pebble dropped into a lake.

Ye Wangchuan raised the car's fender, dimmed the lights, raised his hand and handed her the eye mask, and said in the dim light: "We don't know where they are going now. I'm watching from the side and I'll call you if there's anything. Go to sleep." Sleep."

Qiao Nian didn't reach out for it immediately, but looked at him deeply like a monster: "You are indeed a bug."

She didn't say anything, but he knew everything, whether it was a humanoid bug or something.

"Tsk." Ye Wangchuan pursed his lips and said with dazzling eyes: "Whatever you say is what it is. Get some rest quickly."

Qiao Nian was no longer coy, took the eye mask from him and put it on, moved the seat back, leaned back comfortably and closed her eyes.

"Thanks. Call me when you get there."

"Um."

I saw the woman in front of me put away the partition as if she heard my voice, and commanded me calmly and calmly: "Follow him and take a look."

We got off the elevator.

The car in front finally made the move to stop.

When the other party's number stopped at the 23rd floor, Gu Ba's eyes flickered, and he put his hands in his pockets, pretending to be looking for someone outside, and went to the backstage to ask questions.

Before I finished speaking,

I impatiently pretended to take the elevator and stood at the elevator entrance waiting while paying attention to the number of Elena and our group going down.

The backstage person immediately replied: "Sir, please tell me."

Gu Ba usually seems to be in tune, but after all, he is the person who follows Ye Wangchuan, and it is not about whether he does bad things or not.

The backstage person said: "This is the 23rd floor again. There are usually people on the 23rd floor."

"Wan——" He was about to turn around to report when he bumped into the raised partition. He was at a loss whether to knock on the partition to remind Wan Ye that those people were getting off the bus.

It was the fortified backstage. He immediately said, "Sir, did you remember correctly? The 23rd floor of your building is a private floor. Is it open to the inside?"

Gu San carefully avoided the other party's sight and parked the car under the camphor tree across the road.

Your mood was slightly affected by those phone calls. Your face was as bright as a dark cloud, and you walked out of the small building with an expression on your face the whole time.

This will make things less troublesome.

Gu Ba's eyes flashed, he patted his head, and said with an annoyed look on his face: "Is it the 23rd floor? Why do you remember it is the 23rd floor?"

Elena's phone kept ringing all the way down. There was no call back from Country M, no teacher looking for you, no one from HL and IPA...

Two hours passed.

…

Gu Ba grasped the key point – ‘there are usually people’.

"Yes, Lord Wan." Gu Ba immediately untied the safety belt, pushed open the door and got into the car. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the boy in the front row who was still sleeping with his hands folded under his body and wearing a blindfold.

I instantly understood why Ye Wangchuan raised the fender to let him see. It turned out that Sister Qiao was sleeping... Gu Ba was distracted for a moment, closed the door immediately, and followed quickly.

"Sorry to bother you."

…

"You didn't have an appointment with Smith, but you forgot the floor I told you about. I vaguely remember it was on the 23rd floor."

As if by magic, the man took out a blanket and put it on her body. Then he leaned over and took out his laptop and started working on it.

I have bad luck today.

Of course, I didn’t notice that you were missing a ‘big tail’ in front of you.