Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Ye Maoshan has been strict with him since he was a child, which does not mean that he has lost money in material things. Ye Wangchuan slept on the sofa for the first time. The sofa in the suite was not small and was too cramped for his height. He could only curl up a large With long legs, the other leg simply stepped on the ground, barely able to accommodate the body.

He finished handling his work matters first, then returned to WeChat, opened the WeChat page, and saw a series of red dots on it.

At the top is the news about Bo Jingxing.

From an hour ago.

[Bo Er: Thank you, we are brothers in our hearts. ]

"Ha!" Mo Yan, a man who was forced to spend the whole night on the sofa, scanned the news with his deep eyes and let out a short sneer on his thin lips.

He looked at the time and saw that it was already past midnight, so he didn't go back to Bao Jingxing, so that he wouldn't be too lazy to say anything nice.

He continued to scroll down and found the message Qin Si sent a few hours ago.

[Qin Si: Master Wan, have you and Sister Qiao arrived? ]

[Qin Si: Have you seen Guanyan? She doesn't answer my call. If you see the message, you can ask Sister Qiao to help me intercede with Guan Yan and ask her to answer my call. ]

[Qin Si: You didn’t look at your phone? ]

The news stops here.

Ye Wangchuan tapped his fingertips on the screen, and the faint light shone on his face, making his expression calm. He pursed his thin lips and turned back.

[y: Handle your own affairs. If she doesn't answer your call, send her a message. If she wants to answer your call, she will definitely answer it. Qiao Nian is not suitable to get involved. They are friends, and she treats you as a friend too. Don't embarrass her! ]

Qin Si didn't look back.

Ye Wangchuan wasn't sure whether he fell asleep or didn't see it.

After he replied to this message, he scrolled down and saw a profile picture with a red dot that would not send him a message.

Ye Wangchuan clicked on it.

[Uncle Qin: It seems that both Qin Si and my wife have gone to your province. If they have a conflict, Mr. Ye, please help to persuade them. ]

Ye Wangchuan sat up from the sofa. The veins on the back of his neck stretched to the back of his head. The back of his head felt cold and painful. His frown could tell how unhappy he was.

Qin Si came to your province?

Mrs. Qin is here too?

He thought that Guan Yan and the He family were also there, put his hand on his forehead and pressed it, then got up and called Qin Lang.

When he came back, his frown became even tighter.

After all, he was not from the Qin family, so it was inconvenient to speak too directly, so he only implicitly asked Qin Lang what he thought of Guan Inkstone.

Qin Lang is a mature and decisive person, and his implicit answer to this question also made his position clear.

He first praised Guan Inkstone.

By now Ye Wangchuan had already guessed his attitude.

really.

After Qin Lang praised Guan Yan's excellence, he turned around and belittled Qin Si, saying that Qin Si was immature and playful and not a person worth trusting.

Ye Wangchuan understood what he meant and didn't mention how good Guan Yan was. He changed the topic and chatted for a few words before hanging up the phone.

He thought about it.

I sat back on the sofa, holding my phone in both hands to edit the message, and sent a message to the girl at the top of WeChat to let me know.

[y: Qin Si may come tomorrow. ]

[y: His mother will come too. ]

It was quiet inside.

There was no reply on the phone either.

Ye Wangchuan estimated that she was either still busy or hadn't read the news. He stood up without insisting and went to the cabinet to find a thin blanket, put it on his body and closed his eyes.

*

The next day.

It's bright.

He was awakened by the morning sun shining outside the living room. He lifted the quilt and got up. He called room service and asked them to prepare breakfast and bring it in.