Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

“He and Elena are not very close. Even if he suddenly heard that someone was dead, he wouldn’t have such a big reaction.”

The girl's eyebrows were scornful, and there was a tiny halo in her eyes, giving her a sense of deja vu that nothing could hide from her.

"unless."

Qiao read the words carefully.

 “There are other reasons why he can’t control his emotions!”

Ye Wangchuan gently took the steaming can from her hand, stood up and went to the island to get her a glass of water, put the warm water cup into her hand, and then took the conversation slowly.

 “What do you think I’m hiding from you?”

 “Are you involved?”

Qiao Nian touched the warmth transmitted by the glass with his fingertips, raised his head, and asked abruptly.

Ye Wangchuan was startled for a moment, then twitched the corner of his mouth, his expression was helpless and unconditional compromise: "Why should I kill her."

 “I can’t figure out the reason either.”

Qiao Nian took a sip of hot water, frowned slightly, put the glass back on the coffee table, and propped up her body with both hands. She was immersed in the light of the night light next to her, half hidden in the darkness, but her eyes were astonishingly bright, reflecting the His shadow.

 “Ye Wangchuan, I don’t like deception.”

 Very straightforward.

　　Very Qiao Nian.

 “That’s why I don’t like white lies.”

 A lie is a lie.

 There is no distinction between good intentions and bad intentions.

 It only depends on the degree of harm suffered by the parties after knowing that they were deceived.

 She didn't like the existence of this kind of thing between them, because he was the only person she was willing to trust her back to.

 Deception means a crisis of trust.

 This thing shouldn't exist between them! Qiao Nian tilted his head, with a relaxed expression and chuckled: "You have one minute now to consider whether to tell me or not."

“If you still don’t want to tell me, you don’t have to tell me anymore.”

　　　…”

Ye Wangchuan raised his hand and pressed his eyebrows, looking over with a smile but not a smile: "Nian Nian, this is unfair, you are threatening me."

“Well, I threaten you, and you have one minute to consider whether to accept the threat.”

She admitted happily, took out her cell phone from her pocket, picked out the timer in front of him, and said provocatively: "Okay, let's start the timer."

Ye Wangchuan is different from Qiao Nian.

He is not so arrogant. He looks more like a noble son who came from the Xuanhe family. He has been immersed in the upper class circles for many years, and has long been tempered to have a gentle appearance that does not show emotions or anger.

 The circle he was born in was destined to have never been threatened since he was a child, and no one counted down the time for him in front of him.

　Some people did just that today.

 There is nothing he can do against this person.

 Can only be pampered.

 “It’s not that I won’t tell you.”

"Well."

Qiao Nian raised his head and said, "You can say whatever you want, but you can see if I listen or not."

Ye Wangchuan covered his eyes with his hands, but the corners of his crimson lips turned up: "You are really..."

  Qiao Nian glanced at the phone sideways: "20 seconds have passed, you still have 40 seconds to think about it."

"Tsk." Ye Wangchuan took away his hand and chuckled briefly. His deep eyes reflected the bright black eyes she looked at. Facing those eyes, he seemed unable to tell a lie. Any lie would be in her eyes. He looked pale and weak under his gaze, just like she said, he didn't want to lie to her, even if it was a white lie.

“I’m not saying it because I’m afraid you’ll worry, and I don’t want to distract you. I’ve also found a solution, so I didn’t tell you.”

"There's something wrong with your solution." Qiao Nian was very calm. She obviously didn't know anything, but she seemed to have guessed everything. (End of chapter)