Someone sitting in the back seat waved to her, "Get in first."
Qiao Nian bent down and got into the car.
Mo Xi trotted over to close the door for them, then went to the front to drive the car. He turned his head and asked the back seat, "Master Wang, where are we going first?"
Ye Wangchuan noticed the low pressure on Qiao Nian, turned around and said to him: "Go back first."
"Okay."
Mo Xi turned the car around without saying a word.
He looked at the girl beside him and lowered his voice, saying in a hoarse and soothing voice: "Should I ask Daji to go back first as well?"
"OK."
Qiao Nian has been quiet since he got on the car, and he speaks briefly and to the point.
When the car passed by Daji, he rolled down the window and said something to Daji. Daji looked at the girl who was surrounded by the violent anger she couldn't suppress, nodded, turned around and told her men to leave.
…
Drive back to the apartment.
When Qin Si saw them coming back, he put down the game controller and asked, "Master Wang, why did you suddenly go out just now?"
He saw Qiao Nian and said, "Hey, Sister Qiao, you're back too? Did Wang Ye just go to pick you up?"
Qiao Nian really didn't want to talk, so he went straight upstairs to his room.
She went back and took a cold shower to wash away the evil fire in her heart, and came out wearing a bathrobe.
As soon as she came out, she saw a man who had followed her out of nowhere.
Qiao Nian was in a bad mood, so she walked over and dragged a chair to sit down. She ignored the hair dripping on her shoulders and whispered, "I know how she died."
She finally knew who was behind all this.
It's just that this answer was so unexpected.
Ye Wangchuan took a clean towel and walked over to her. He went behind her and wiped the water off her hair. His slender fingers shuttled through her ink-like silk hair. His tone was soothing and had a calming power: "Who did it?"
Qiao Nian straightened his back and paused for a long time: "The queen of the hidden family." Ye Wangchuan raised his eyebrows, not surprised.
Ji Qing’s death itself is closely related to the hidden family, and the symbol of the hidden family is Her Majesty the Queen.
Qiao Nian raised his head in a moment, closed his eyes, and covered his eyes with his hands.
After a while, she opened her eyes with her eyelashes trembling slightly. Her dark pupils were extremely dark and deep, revealing a shocking secret: "She is my grandmother in the blood sense."
Ji Qing’s biological mother!
Ye Wangchuan stopped what he was doing and immediately looked at her.
Qiao Nian's face was as calm as water, without any expression, but hidden beneath the dormant tranquility was a surging wave of anger.
She clenched her fingers and then slowly loosened them, pulled up the corners of her mouth as if to smile, but quickly calmed down. That calmness was the last disappointment in her so-called blood-related grandmother.
Ye Wangchuan suddenly pried open her hands, held them with his ten fingers, and gently comforted her: "What do you think we should do?"
No matter what she wants to do, I will accompany her.
Qiao Nian felt the continuous flow of heat coming from his hands, and the world-destroying depression in his heart dissipated a lot.
She pursed her lips, her eyes darkened, and then pulled the corners of her lips to form a cocky arc: "Doesn't she like to play?"
"I know what she wants, but I want her to lose what she cares about most."
Life and death are too simple.
He went out, climbed to the top floor, closed his eyes, and jumped away.
For someone like the Queen, life and death cannot make her understand where she is wrong.
She wants all those people’s dreams to be shattered!
Back to square one!
Qiao Nian's eyes moved, and she remembered something, so she said to him, "Didn't I receive a courier before?"
Ye Wangchuan took out a hair dryer from the drawer and planned to dry her hair first to prevent her from catching a cold: "Yes."
Qiao Nian narrowed his eyes: "Then I should go back too."
(End of this chapter)