Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

 Qiao Nianren was lazy and indifferent, and said in a light tone: "Sometimes I really wonder if you have the ability to read minds? Why do you seem to know every time I don't say anything?"

Ye Wangchuan acted as a quiet listener, standing there with his hands down and listening to her quietly.

 Qiao Nian glanced at him quickly again, lowered her dark eyelashes, and a wave of annoyance surged around her body, and said to him: "I always feel like there is a hand behind my back pushing the development of everything."

  She briefly told Liang Conglin and others about the car accident.

 Then he stood up.

Dark eyes narrowed: "From Elena's sudden death to Principal Liang and the others' car accident...it was all such a coincidence."

Qiao Nian thought of something and frowned slightly: "... Before Principal Liang and the others got into a car accident, Mo Di came to see me."

Her eyes were very bright, as if she had reached the truth through a lot of fog.

 “Do you think I will doubt Moody?”

"you will not."

Ye Wangchuan saw her hanging hair, stretched out his thumb and fingertips to stroke her cheek and lifted it behind her ear, raised the corners of his lips, and spoke in a very relaxed tone.

“Since you asked, it means you don’t know how to do it.”

 Qiao Nian glanced at him again with her clear black and white eyes, bit the candy again and slumped back on the sofa: "It's boring."

 He just has bugs, so he guesses his thoughts every time.

Ye Wangchuan said: "You don't have to worry about the person behind the scenes. If she wants to achieve her goal, she can't hide behind her all the time. She will always surface."

 Qiao Nian half-closed her eyelashes and was thinking about something. She hummed, and after a while, she looked up again as if she had figured it out.

"you're right."

 “We’ll find out what she wants to do after a while.”

 …

 In fact, they were not kept waiting long.

  Qiao Nian was sure that this matter had nothing to do with Moody. Because she received a call from the New York City Police Department. The NYPD people on the phone wanted her to come over, but they didn't say anything on the phone.

Qiao Nian took her coat and prepared to take a look.

Ye Wangchuan followed closely behind and wrapped his arm around her wrist: "I'll go with you."

Qiao Nian glanced at his clenched hands: "Yes."

  Ji Lin drives the car.

The two quickly arrived at the New York City Police Station. When they entered the police station, the oncoming police officers peeked at them with complicated expressions.

 Qiao Nian ignored them all, followed their "surprised, angry, disgusted" looks and walked to the end to connect with the person who called her.

 “Did you call me?”

"Miss Qiao?" When the female police officer saw her, she reacted, put down the documents in her arms, signaled her colleagues to wait, and subconsciously looked at the man standing behind Qiao Nian.

Ye Wangchuan's outstanding appearance was difficult to ignore. When the female police officer saw that she had brought someone with her, she frowned slightly, pursed her lips, and said nothing.

"plz follow me."

 Qiao Nian followed her through the corridor and walked further inside. Before she reached her destination, she smelled a lot of gunpowder smoke floating in the air.

 Ahead there are layers of people. Firefighters are extinguishing the fire. The fire has been controlled, but there is still a little bit of flame left.

This is where the thick smoke she just smelled came from.

Qiao Nian could smell a bit of formalin mixed with disinfectant from the thick smoke.

 She vaguely guessed where the fire started.

 “People are coming.”

 The policewoman shouted outside the crowd.

The densely packed wall of people spread out, leaving a narrow path for one person to pass through. There were several people standing outside the tongue of fire. Among them, a man and a woman whose faces were reflected in the firelight suddenly looked over, with hatred in their eyes about to burst out. (End of chapter)