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Chapter 28 Don't Forget Your Identity

Chapter 28 Don't Forget Your Identity

Thinking of staying in Jiangcheng for a whole year, Nie Yao decided to find a job, which would not only pass the time, but also escape Qi Yan's control with sufficient reasons.

She wandered around the 58 city, found a few positions she liked, and then submitted her resume. The other parties saw that she had dropped out of school in her freshman year, and they all rejected her.

By the age of 21, although she had learned a lot in the UK in the past three years, how could others recognize her without a diploma.

Seeing that it was getting late, Nie Yao bid farewell to Ye Shanshan, and wanted to drive home but was called back by Qi Yan.Thinking that she was rejected by several companies this afternoon, Nie Yao became furious and rejected Qi Yan straight away.He hung up the phone with a snap, but thinking of the bad temper of the tyrant, he changed his course and drove to the suburban castle.

I don't know what happened in the castle, it's a mess.

Before Nie Yao entered the room, she heard the woman's sharp scream, followed by a crackling sound, and the man's roar was deafening.

"Get out, get out of here, a bunch of trash, what's the use of raising you if you can't even do anything well!"

"Calm down, young master, I'll make you another cup of coffee right now."

"Get out, get out of here!"

Qi Yan's entire face changed color as if he had eaten a bomb, and the servants in the room felt their legs go limp in fright.

When Nie Yao entered the door, she saw Qi Yan kicking away a good-looking maid. Her ferocious and violent appearance really scared people to death. She fled away wisely, away from the battlefield.

"Young lady!"

When Uncle Ge saw Nie Yao, he almost cried and ran towards her.

Nie Yao, who was full of doubts, lowered her voice and asked, "What happened?"

"I don't know what's going on. The young master was fine just now. After answering a phone call, his face immediately changed, and he kept getting angry. He has already kicked more than ten servants. Look, the house has been destroyed by him." It's almost smashed, young lady, hurry up and persuade young master."

"If he gets angry, let him live. Anyway, the most important thing he needs is money." After smashing furniture and demolishing the castle, he can still buy it and rebuild it. There is nothing to worry about.

"Young lady..."

Nie Yao didn't wait for Uncle Ge to finish speaking, and went upstairs by herself.

Leaning on the sofa, the man narrowed his eyes dangerously, his cold eyes fell on Nie Yao, and he squeezed out a word between his teeth: "Come here!"

Nie Yao, who had already walked up the stairs, turned around, "What advice does Mr. Qi have?"

Mr. Qi?
She actually called him Mr. Qi!

The corner of the handsome man's mouth suddenly curled into a sneer, and he lightly raised and waved his right hand.Uncle Ge winked at the servant, and the group retreated one after another.

Although she didn't know what Qi Yan was going to do, Nie Yao still walked over.

"Go and make me a cup of coffee." Qi Yan replied slowly.

"You have a bad stomach, drinking milk is better for your health."

Her subconscious answer made Qi Yan feel a little funny, the man raised his head, his long and narrow red phoenix eyes were deep and charming, as charming as splashed ink.

The corner of his mouth curled up in a mocking arc, "Don't forget your identity, you have to do whatever I tell you to do!"

The smile outlined by the man's perfect face like a god is so amazing, but in Nie Yao's eyes, it is ironic.

She bowed her head silently, went straight to the kitchen, made a cup of Blue Mountain coffee, and presented it to Qi Yan.

"The coffee you want." She said blankly.

Curly blue smoke rises up, lingering between the two of them, the hazy smoke blurs Qi Yan's face, or blurs Nie Yao's vision.

(End of this chapter)

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