Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Mr. Jiang hung up the phone, but he was still concerned about Lu Zhi's matter that Qiao Nian mentioned.

He sat under the tree in the garden for a while, hesitated, and then called Ye Wangchuan.

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Ye Wangchuan was outside when he received a call from Mr. Jiang. The music in the box was deafening. Mo Dong and several big men from Independent Continent were here.

"I'm going out to take a call."

He picked up his coat and got up and went out to answer the phone. He walked outside to a place where no sound could be heard before he stopped and answered Mr. Jiang's call: "Hello, Grandpa Jiang."

He was tall and good-looking. He leaned at the door of the club and looked like a dandy, uninhibited nobleman, causing passersby to turn around frequently.

"Are you outside?" Seeing that he answered the phone in the last few seconds, Jiang Weishang said a little embarrassedly: "Will I disturb you?"

"No, I didn't have anything to do. I was just drinking water with my friends outside."

Ye Wangchuan didn't pay attention to the eyes that fell on him. His eyelashes were lowered, half of his face was hidden in the light, and he said very politely: "Grandpa Jiang, do you have anything to do with me?"

Jiang Weishang didn't know how to speak, so he hesitated and said, "Is Niannian very busy recently? Do you know what she... is she busy with?"

He estimated that Mr. Jiang called him to ask about Qiao Nian, so he said without leaking anything: "She is busy with an experimental research."

"That's it." Mr. Jiang didn't know what to say to him for a moment. After thinking about it, he said, "Aren't you going around the city?"

He always felt that Qiao Nian was not around the city, and he couldn't bear to ask his granddaughter, so he asked Ye Wangchuan.

Ye Wangchuan hesitated for a moment and did not answer him immediately.

Mr. Jiang guessed the answer and took the initiative to change the subject: "I called her today. I saw that she looked bad and was a little haggard."

"You know that I am in poor health and can only live in this nursing home all year round. I can't help you many times."

"She is alone outside with no one to take care of her. I'm really worried that she doesn't know how to take care of herself."

Ye Wangchuan suppressed the wantonness in his eyebrows, lowered his eyes seriously and said to him: "Don't worry, I will take care of her."

What Mr. Jiang wanted was this promise. He softened his tone and sighed: "She seems to have fallen out with a friend. You... please keep an eye on her for me more recently. If she is in a bad mood, let her come back to live with you." In a few days, no matter how busy you are, you still have time to rest, and the door of your home will always be open to her..."

Mr. Jiang only knew of a limited number of Qiao Nian's friends. Apart from the few in Beijing, there was only one person.

Ye Wangchuan almost instantly guessed who the old man was talking about.

He pressed his slender hand between his eyebrows and politely replied to Mr. Jiang's words: "I know, don't worry, I will tell you if anything happens."

Mr. Jiang didn't want to disturb him too much, so he thanked him again and hung up the phone.

Ye Wangchuan slowly put down his phone and stood outside to enjoy the wind for a while before turning around and walking inside.

He returned to the box. The music was still making people dizzy and the ears were ringing as before, and there were lights flickering inside.

As soon as he came in, he walked straight back to his original position.

Moxi hurriedly spoke to the person next to him, poured a glass of water for the man, and asked in a low voice as he handed it over: "Master Wan, whose phone number did you just call?"

Ye Wangchuan picked up the glass, and his slender white fingers became more and more beautiful like jade under the light: "What is Tianchen doing recently?"