Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

At the same time, Ji Ziyin's private residence.

No one picked up when she called Liao Quan. Frowning, she called him again. This time, a mechanical and cold female voice told her that the other party had turned off his phone…

Ji Ziyin was not a fool. She understood after giving it some thought.

—Liao Quan refused to answer her call!

Ji Ziyin's chest felt as if it was weighed down by a thousand pounds. She gripped her cell phone tightly and did not move for a long time.

Until the old servant walked over and made her a cup of coffee. She placed it on the table and whispered, "Miss, the Blue Mountain you wanted."

Ji Ziyin seemed to have woken up from a dream. She lowered her hand and said, "Put it on the table."

The servant placed the coffee cup by her usual seat and then returned to the kitchen.

Ji Ziyin sat on the sofa dejectedly looking down at her cell phone.

Liao Quan's phone number was still on the screen.

Ji Ziyin remembered it very clearly.

A few months ago, this Liao Quan was still a 'good dog' who fawned over her all day. In the blink of an eye, even someone like him dared to not take her seriously.

Ji Ziyin was unable to accept this reality.

The old servant saw her pale face from afar and her eyelashes fluttered. Although she did not know what had happened to her, she vaguely felt that something big had transpired.

After all, Ji Xiao and Ji Hongyuan, who used to come often, had not appeared recently. Ji Ziyin was in low spirits every day, so it was obvious that she was in a bad mood.

The old servant was hesitating on whether to comfort her.

Ji Ziyin's cell phone suddenly rang, and she picked it up in a hurry. "Hello, Patriarch."

"Come over," Ji Lingfeng said concisely.

Ji Ziyin immediately became nervous. She bit her lip and carefully probed, "Patriarch, why are you looking for me?"

Ji Lingfeng's attitude towards her was indifferent. She could detect nothing abnormal from his tone. He was very calm. "I have something to ask you."

Ji Ziyin sat up straight and was about to ask another question when the other party hung up.

She stared at the phone for a long time.

Ji Ziyin did not care about it anymore. She got up and said to the servant as she walked to her room, "I'm going out for a while."

* * *

In the evening, the sky was filled with red clouds that dyed half the sky red.

Under the setting sun, the scenery of the independent continent was especially beautiful.

Qiao Nian went to the airport to pick them up an hour in advance.

In the early spring weather, it was rare for her not to wear a hoodie. Instead, she wore a smog-blue sweater over a long-sleeved white T-shirt. The sweater was big and belonged to the lazy and leisure style.

She did not roll up the hem of her shirt, letting it hang loosely. Coupled with her jeans, the girl's legs looked straight and long.

Qiao Nian was also not wearing a cap. She had tied her hair into a bun, revealing her smooth forehead and exquisite face. Although her expression could not be concealed, it was obvious that she had restrained herself a lot and was trying her best to look like the elders expected of her.

The window of the black SUV rolled down. Qiao Nian looked at the exit. No one had come out yet.

She rested her elbow on the side and tapped the edge with her slender fingers, then turned and asked the person in the car with clear eyes, "Is there a problem with me looking like this?"

"No problem at all!" Qin Si sized her up and said sincerely, "If my mother sees you, she might decide to send you to my house on the spot…"