Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

the other side.

Nine.

Ye Wangchuan's room is opposite Qiao Nian.

He had never stayed in Jiu Zhao before. Even if he came, he would usually stay in Laiying's apartment or the Ye family's old house at night. This time he stayed in a rare place and chose the room next to Qiao Nian. Most people in Jiu Zhi knew what it meant. .

Just after he separated from Qiao Nian, he went back to his room, took a shower and put on his nightgown. The navy blue nightgown was worn on him, straight and lazy. The belt of the nightgown was not tied too tightly and hung loosely, revealing a fair and strong chest.

The man's hair was still dripping with water, and he was holding a towel in his hand but it was useless. He walked to the bed and picked up his cell phone, just in time to see the message Qin Si sent him.

[Is Chai Guang Jiang Li’s sister? How come I've never heard of this? ]

"Huh?" Ye Wangchuan brushed his fingertips against the screen of his mobile phone, his eyebrows half-squinted, his eyes frivolous and noble. He cocked his neck, lowered his eyes, and dialed Qin Si.

The call was connected in seconds.

He walked to the balcony with his cell phone, and his voice was hoarse and hoarse as if he had just taken a shower: "How do you know about this?"

"Weibo, Weibo is so popular. I happened to see the message pushed to me on my phone." Qin Si's voice was bohemian, and the background music was also very noisy. He could tell that he was outside: "What the hell, what's going on? Chasing Is Guang really Jiang Li's sister? Which sister? Jiang Xianrou."

"Not her."

Qin Si asked who it was again. Ye Wangchuan lazily raised his head, his eyes turned to the closed balcony window opposite, and his hand rested on the railing: "I'll tell you later."

After saying that, he hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, he opened Weibo.

Because he hadn't used this for a long time, he was reminded to log in as soon as he got up. Ye Wangchuan thought for a moment before remembering his account number and password.

Log in.

He hadn't used this kind of social software for a long time. As soon as he logged in, many people who were following him popped up on Weibo.

Ye Wangchuan saw the name at the top of the list at a glance.

Chase the light.

The number of fans is 200,000+.

He curled his bright crimson thin lips, clicked follow first, and then entered the avatar of the only person he followed in the follow list.

Go in.

I saw Weibo with a small number of digits.

Opened Weibo three hours ago.

Except system messages.

A new message was updated half an hour ago.

Aite, who was still concise and concise, spoke to Jiang Li and said two words.

my brother.

The heat has exploded.

The number of comments on that Weibo repost now exceeds 50,000, and the trend is gradually rising.

He pressed the screen of his phone with his fingertips, scanned the Weibo post that Qiao Nian forwarded, clicked on it, and read the comments below.

When he saw the comment with the most likes, his eyes grew cold. He looked at that person's name again, closed Weibo, pulled out his address book, and made a phone call.

"Hello..." The tone was extremely cold and protective.

*

At the same time, Chu Yao has contacted Weibo through many layers of connections and is making a call there.

The phone rang a dozen times and was answered.

She couldn't wait to pick it up and said in a brisk voice: "Mr. Li, hello, I'm Chu Yao. This is it. Did my brother-in-law tell you about my situation here? I hope you can help..."

The Chu family has an extraordinary network of connections in Beijing. Backed by the big tree of the Wei family, there are also many people in the family who have entered official careers.

This was also the source of Chu Yao's confidence in not giving face to Jiang Li's manager.

The Jiang family is pretty good.

But I can't control them here.

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