Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"The Ji family is no longer the original Ji family. Not all direct descendants of the Ji family are as capable as that one. He may have made the wrong bet."

Ji Ziyin was smart enough not to speak at this time.

After the hook-nosed old man finished speaking, his eyes fell on her, he paused, reached out and patted her shoulder, and said, "You don't have to worry about this."

"Although you are not a direct descendant of the Ji family, you are just a side branch. As long as you can complete the task well and outdo her in this task, others will still notice you."

...Although you are not a direct descendant of the Ji family, you are just a side branch.

...As long as you complete the task well, others will notice you.

When Ji Ziyin heard him say this in an extremely light tone, she felt as embarrassed as if someone had stripped her clothes off and exposed her background.

In the past, when Ji Lingfeng still valued her in the Independent Continent, she hated the fact that others mentioned that she was not a direct descendant.

But Leonard was not someone she could afford to offend.

She could only endure the other party's casual humiliation.

"I know, Mr. Lei."

Leonard touched her shoulder lightly and quickly withdrew his hand. It seemed that patting her shoulder was enough to express his 'attention' to her. He encouraged her with words. He quickly said: "Then you go back first. I also have something to do."

Ji Ziyin remembered what the person said before, that Mr. Xue personally helped Qiao Nian get the mission and sent it there. Looking at Leonard's 'attention' to her, she could clearly feel the gap.

But she didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction, and immediately turned sideways to make way: "Okay, Mr. Lei, go and do your work."

Leonard simply encouraged her again without moving away.

Ji Ziyin looked at his back as he left, found his cell phone and entered a phone number. With eyes like a poisonous snake spitting out letters, he edited the text message and sent it.

**

In the evening, the silver-haired old man called.

"Hello."

Qiao Nian had just finished the video call with Daji, and knowing that he was looking for someone to deliver the express, he also conveyed his message through F State.

As soon as I hung up the phone, I received a call from Mr. Xue.

She stood up and walked to the window, rubbing her swollen eyebrows, and asked impatiently, "Is something wrong?"

Below the apartment.

In the black car, the driver's eyelids jumped when he heard the casual voice of the girl on the other end of the phone, and subconsciously peeked at the expression of the old man in the car through the rearview mirror.

Mr. Xue came personally to deliver the things.

The other party had such an attitude, and he didn't see anyone coming down to pick him up.

However, he saw that the silver-haired old man's expression remained calm, and he didn't seem to be offended. He even said in a good-tempered manner: "You forgot that today is the day to send out tasks. I'll come over and give you a task."

He pressed down the car window and looked at the tall apartment building, then looked back and said in a soothing tone: "Are you at your residence?"

"Yes, yes."

Xue Laoting calmly opened the door to get out of the car: "Then wait for me and I will get it for you."

Qiao Nian seemed to react at this time. Considering his age, he suppressed the tired thought of taking a shower and said, "No, I'll come down and get it."

When the driver heard this, he felt that this was a normal reaction.

Who knew that the silver-haired old man had no intention of asking the other party to come down, and said naturally: "I just want to discuss it with you, and I will bring it up for you."

driver:"……"

"Wait for me for five minutes and I'll take the elevator up." He took the mission envelope Ji Ziyin received and walked towards the apartment building.

Qiao Nian didn't postpone it any longer: "Okay, I'll wait for you at home."