Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

 She also checked her phone: "You still have 20 seconds."

"..." Ye Wangchuan has never been threatened before, and she is willing to be threatened. Because it is her, it seems that it is not that difficult to change her words: "Remember the vault where Elena hides things."

coming.

Qiao Nian felt the truth coming towards her face.

 Her eyes were dim.

"Um."

 “That short arrow has poison on it.” He said it.

Qiao Nian rested her elbows on the sofa and sat up straight: "Poison?"

"Yeah." Since Ye Wangchuan said it, there was no need to hide it from her: "To be precise, it's not a poison, it's a microorganism."

"Germ warfare." The expression on the girl's face quickly turned cold, and she accurately grasped the key point: "They are also studying these things on Temu Island."

Ye Wangchuan walked over and handed her hot water, asking her to drink some more to moisten her throat. He lowered his eyes and said casually: "I asked Mr. Zhong and the medical team I raised to start from both ends. Mr. Zhong and the medical team The team has made progress. I have obtained a prescription to suppress the poisonous insects, but I am still missing a medicine. Eleanor is already looking for it, and Mr. Zhong is also helping me research special medicines, so don’t worry about me. "

Qiao Nian frowned, and after a while she raised her head to look at him without extending her hand: "Ji Lin knows?"

“He is the only one who knows besides Mr. Zhong.” Ye Wangchuan admitted.

 Qiao Nian instantly understood why Ji Lin had such a big reaction when he heard that Elena was dead. He was not surprised that Elena was dead, but was worried about the poison on Ye Wangchuan.

 She took a deep breath and said immediately: "What's the last missing medicine?"

Ye Wangchuan raised his hand and rubbed her curly black hair, and raised the corners of his lips in a good mood: "I'm already looking for her, don't worry."

 Qiao Nian was so irritated by him that she raised her thin eyelids and raised her hand to wave him away. However, he took the opportunity to grab her wrist, and his fingertips gently twisted her wrist bones.

"worry about me?"

  “Tsk.”

Qiao Nian looked at him and clicked his tongue scornfully, showing no face to him. “You told me not to worry.”

Ye Wangchuan was bending down towards her, his breath on her skin, their eyes met, and their figures reflected each other: "You can worry, I just don't think there is any need to worry you."

Qiao Nian seemed to have fallen into his eyes, and was about to be sucked in by his deep black eyes. Even her brain stopped for a second before she resumed thinking.

“...Elena died very strangely. I received a phone call before she died. I used a voice changer. The person on the phone asked me to go to the police station.”

"Um."

Ye Wangchuan looked at her averted eyes and hummed slightly.

 “I’ll check it out.”

His eyes were very serious, and he wanted to drag people into a deep eddy: "Can you drink some hot water now?"

 Qiao Nian looked along his hand.

The man's slender fingers were holding the glass. The light spots reflected by the night light on the rim of the glass fell on his hand, which looked as beautiful as the patterns on the porcelain. His long and beautiful fingers rested lightly on the glass.

The words "pleasant" flashed through her mind, and her eyes stayed on his fingers for a longer time.

Ye Wangchuan noticed her gaze on him, followed her gaze, landed on his hand, and raised his eyebrows.

"like?"

 Qiao Nian spread her legs and leaned back, her neck line fragile and sharp: "Ang, I like everything that looks good."

 “Well, it’s all yours.”

 He took the call quite casually.

 Qiao Nian looked at him with those eyes.

Ye Wangchuan pushed the cup to her and scraped the bridge of her nose with his fingertips. His tall and handsome figure gave her a sense of security: "First drink some hot water to warm your stomach, then go take a shower and rest early." (End of this chapter)