Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

The taxi driver only heard the pretty voice of the girl in the back seat, who was wearing a peaked cap. He took a peek in the rearview mirror and couldn't see her face clearly.

He pressed the meter, responded, turned the car around, and drove towards Qingdao University.

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The taxi drove smoothly on the road.

Qiao Nian opened the car window to let in the wind from outside.

While lowering his eyes, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket and opened it.

A lot of messages pop up on the phone.

She didn't read any of it, found WeChat, and clicked on it.

The first contact on WeChat is still quiet and has not responded to her messages so far.

She pursed her lips, her eyes darkened, exited WeChat, and pulled out her contacts.

Qiao Nian thought about it for about a minute, thought about it, and dialed it out.

"beep……"

After the call was put through, the other party didn't answer immediately.

Qiao Nian waited very patiently, with her arms draped beside her and her long legs propped up, sitting in an irregular posture. She looked a little careless, but her eyes showed seriousness.

Quite restrained.

"beep……"

The phone rang seven or eight times but still no one answered, and it automatically hung up soon after.

Qiao Nian half-squinted her eyes, took the phone away, looked at it, and called again persistently.

Since yesterday, she has discovered that a large number of people in Beijing are too quiet!

In addition to Qin Si usually looking for her, Zhang Yang would also send her messages from time to time.

But since she couldn't contact Ye Wangchuan, the two people disappeared, and they didn't even meet anyone on WeChat, and they stopped hanging out with each other.

Since yesterday, there has been no news.

Zhang Yang forget it.

It is illogical for a talkative Qin Si to suddenly become as quiet as a chicken.

But since Qin Si and the others were avoiding her, Qiao Nian estimated that even if she came to her door, the other party would not tell her what happened.

She was busy with Su Huaiyuan's affairs until one o'clock in the morning last night. She found a hotel nearby and basically didn't sleep.

Early in the morning, we rushed back to Beijing from the surrounding city.

She was really not in a good mood at the moment.

The phone rang a dozen more times, and just when she thought no one answered, she finally got through.

Qiao Nian supported one arm, with a calming power in her eyes, and her voice was steady and powerful: "Hey, Aunt Ye, where are you? I'll go find you."

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the other side.

Qin Si and the others are ready to set off.

They waited all night last night for a call from Bo Zheng, and even Bo Jingxing, as steady as he was, couldn't keep calm this time. They discussed it in the morning and planned to rush to Shuangjiang City to have a look first, which was better than staying in Beijing. Equally strong.

Qin Si received the person and was about to drive off.

Ye Lan's phone number came over.

Qin Si answered the phone with a hoarse voice: "Hello, Aunt Ye?"

Bo Jingxing and Zhang Yang are also going.

Because Tangning is a girl and has other things to do, she can't go.

Everyone was sitting in their respective seats, ready to go.

Seeing Qin Si receiving Ye Lan's call, both of them looked over.

"Now?" Qin Si put one hand on the steering wheel, rolled down the window, looked at the landmark building on the side of the road and said, "I'm on Chang'an Street, next to the shopping mall, we are about to leave... Well , before we leave, Bao Jingxing has contacted his third uncle and he knows that we are going there."

I don't know what Ye Lan said.

The expression on Qin Si's face was clearly unhappy: "I understand, when will 'he' come over?"

Who did Zhang Yang originally want to ask?

But seeing that Qin Si was still on the phone, he was embarrassed to say anything.

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