Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 5673 Sister Nian: Who are you? Talk to me like this

As expected, Bethea did not remain calm and walked over with a serious look: "Where have you been? We waited for you outside for an hour before you came back."

The girl hooked her index finger on the can and shook it. The sunlight cast a shadow on her thick eyelashes, and her delicate face was full of indifference.

Bethea couldn't bear to be ignored, so she took another step forward and questioned the girl condescendingly: "...You are not from here, and you should not be familiar with the Sixth Continent. Why are you running out?"

Her condescending stance and domineering manner of speaking both demonstrate her status in this land.

Qiao Nian didn't like the aggressive aura of her superiors towards those below her.

Just then the remaining three groups of people came in from outside and crowded into the room. The small space became narrow, and even the air became stagnant.

"Tsk." The low sneer sounded like the sound of bubbling cola boiling.

Bethea felt a faint sense of oppression.

Qiao Nian raised her slender neck, and her dark eyes were cold and sharp, with no hint of a smile on her face: "Who are you?"

Bethea was stunned, her eyes lingering on her face: "You don't remember me? Or don't you recognize me? You don't know who I am."

Qiao Nian threw the can into the trash can with one finger, making a sloshing sound, and stood up expressionlessly to confront her.

"I'm asking you why you are standing here questioning me."

"..." Why is she so arrogant...

Bethea looked in disbelief at the woman who was a few centimeters shorter than her, but whose aura overwhelmed her. She couldn't describe the shock in her heart.

"you…"

She felt that she was from the Sixth Continent, born into a large and honorable family like the Erin family. Even if she was not the main branch like Eleanor who had the right to inherit from birth, her status was much higher than that of many in the research institute. Human—because she is one of our own from the Sixth Continent! She is naturally above everyone else.

This chemist was an outsider hired from outside, and Bethea had no respect for him psychologically.

She can kill the other person with just one finger, so why should she respect him?

"Get out."

Qiao Nianyan interrupted briefly and pointed in the direction of the door.

"By the way, take your people and close the door."

*

Half an hour later.

Pierre rubbed his eyebrows and had a headache: "So you were 'invited' out?"

He said the word "please" carefully, for fear of hurting her wound, so he spoke first and kept his posture very low.

However, she still heard Bethea's dull tone: "Yes." When she realized it, she had already walked out without control of her legs, and she obediently closed the door for others.

When she came back to her senses, her eyes focused on the complicated looks of her team members. Bethia woke up as if from a dream, as if someone had poured a bucket of ice water on her head. She should have been shivering from the cold. , and the blood boiled because of the ignited shame.

Her whole body was filled with ice and fire, and her face turned blue, white, and red. It took a long time before she dragged the others back to her residence with stiff steps.

She was a little embarrassed and uneasy: "I feel that she is not an ordinary person... She gives people a strange feeling, which is not a feeling that ordinary people can give."

"Miss Bethea!" Pierre interrupted her, with a bit of a dumb smile: "Chemists are certainly not ordinary people who can become famous on the black Internet."