Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again



Qiao Nian was a little stunned. Her movements were a little slow, and her usually arrogant eyes were restrained. Her black eyelashes drooped, and her fingers pressed against the brim of her cap. She didn't know where to put her hands. In any case, her eyes weren't looking in his direction. "Huh?"

He leaned against her gracefully and looked at her with a smile, quietly waiting for her 'explanation'.

At first, Qiao Nian resisted the urge to say anything.

After a minute, she still couldn't hold on. She raised her hands in surrender. "I didn't think much of it. I just felt a little surprised at that time, and then it was nothing."

"You were just a little surprised?" Ye Wangchuan's voice was slightly raised. It was ambiguous and a little seductive.

Qiao Nian had never been forced to this extent before. On second thought, she felt that something was wrong. She looked at him steadily. "No, there was no need for me to tell you at that time, right? We weren't familiar with each other yet…"

They weren't that close back then, were they?

Qiao Nian thought about it carefully. They really didn't seem to be close back then.

At that time, she was just Jiang Li's 'troublesome friend'. Her villa had not been renovated and she was staying at Jiang Li's place.

Although they lived under the same roof, they usually minded their own business. At most, they would greet each other. It seemed normal that she did not say anything.

Ye Wangchuan was angered by her self-righteous words and his eyes darkened. He looked handsome and gentle. He did not look angry, but the pressure he exerted was so strong that it was impossible to ignore.

He leaned forward slightly, his face almost touching hers. He lowered his head, his handsome face so close that Qiao Nian could almost feel his breath on her face.

"Why do I remember that we were quite close? For example, God Qiao has emphasized to me more than once that we're… good friends."

Qiao Nian was speechless.

"We're already good friends, and you're still saying that we're not close. I'm a little sad."

He put his hand on his chest as he spoke. There was no sadness in his lazy and teasing expression. It was obvious that he was just teasing her.

Ye Wangchuan had always been said to be the third most attractive thing in the capital. Only the color of the sky and water could compare to his appearance. It could be seen how good-looking he was.

Now that they were so close to each other, and that his face was magnified infinitely in front of her eyes, Qiao Nian suddenly felt a little hot. Her gaze swept across the corners of his lips, which were curled up into a faint smile. It was quite dangerous and perverse.

A voice interrupted them at this moment.

It was Qin Si.

"Ahem! I don't want to interrupt the two of you, but Master Wang and Sister Qiao, can you go back to your room if you want to talk about love? I understand that you're in the honeymoon period, but you have to consider the feelings of us single people. I feel quite uncomfortable…"

He had died eight times in the game just now because he was distracted and did not have the heart to play.

He dared to make a sound, but Zhang Yang did not dare to. He sensibly pretended not to see it.

Gu San poured a glass of water for Qin Si and quickly advised him, "Young Master Qin, drink some water."

Ye Lan, on the other hand, looked gratified. She was like an elder watching a show.

Bo Jingxing leaned back on the sofa and crossed his legs, refined and handsome. "Isn't that so? No one said anything. You're the only one who has a problem. Hurry up and drink some water to cool yourself down. I'll tell Auntie later that you want to fall in love so that you won't be jealous of others all day."

Qin Si thought of his mother and his relatives and immediately begged for mercy. "No, please let me go."