Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

The time is approaching six-fifty.

There are still ten minutes left before the banquet starts at seven o'clock.

He walked outside to find Ji Xiao, tugged on his tie at the collar, frowned and said, "Isn't Zi Yin here yet?"

Ji Xiao's answer was similar to Liao Quan's: "I just called her. She's on her way. She'll be there in a few minutes."

"Yeah." The bones around Gu Hengbo's cheeks were tense, and his eyes were a little angry. However, now he could only live by looking at Ji Ziyin's face, so he could only endure it.

He remembered something and asked Ji Xiao: "Where are the members of WAL? Why haven't any of them come here yet?"

Follow WAL's rules.

Whenever a new member joins WAL, their nearby members will come out to celebrate the new member. This can be regarded as a disguised form of old and new members getting to know each other.

Among the members of WAL that Gu Hengbo knew were Shi Fu and Zhou Zhou.

These two people should come over anyway.

Ji Xiao didn't understand what he was worried about. He looked at his watch and said disapprovingly: "Isn't there still ten minutes left? They are probably on the way."

…

At the same time, the plane landed at the Independent Island Airport from an altitude of 90,000 miles.

Moxi drove a black car and waited for the man to get off the plane. When he saw the man coming out, he opened the passenger door smoothly and said respectfully: "Master Wan."

Ye Wangchuan didn't bring any luggage, so he put on his seat belt as soon as he got in the car, rubbed his temples, and said with a tired look, "You didn't spill the beans, did you?"

Moxi took a detour to the driver's seat and got into the car. Hearing this, he pushed up his golden eye sockets and curled his lips with a smile: "I'm not Mo Dong."

Mo Dong is Yaomen's simple-minded person with well-developed limbs, right? The force value may not be as good as Mo Dong, but in terms of brains, ten Mo Dongs are not as good as him.

Ye Wangchuan glanced at him and stretched his back to lean on the back of his chair. He took out his mobile phone and turned it on while waiting for Moxi to drive.

Moxie drove the car to his residence.

The car was extremely smooth along the way.

Ye Wangchuan hasn't told Qiao Nian about his return yet, but he can't help but feel better when he thinks about the possible surprises later.

The weather in May in Independence Island is relatively hot.

Ye Wangchuan opened the car window, just in time to let the cool breeze outside blow away the fatigue of running around for many days...

at this time.

He suddenly saw the brightly lit Four Seasons Hotel out of the corner of his eye, and asked Moxi to slow down the car, slightly raise his chin, and point his slender fingers in the direction of the hotel: "What's going on over there?"

Moxi stepped on the brake. The black car was driving very slowly. He also saw many distinguished license plates from the Independent State parked in front of the hotel.

He frowned: "Hiss, I didn't hear anything important happened in Independent Continent today."

However, Ye Wangchuan saw several license plate numbers of Ji's family, so he put his arm on the car window and said indifferently: "Check it."

Moxi glanced at him and stopped the car to do errands without saying a word.

Two minutes later, he opened the door and got back into the car, and reported to the man in the car: "Master Wan, I have found out. There is indeed nothing serious in Independent Continent. This is a celebration banquet organized by Gu Hengbo and his gang to celebrate Ji Ziyin. They invited a lot of people who entered WAL.”

As early as when Ye Wangchuan got out of the car to make a phone call to check, he could see through the passing vehicles that there were a lot of people, but not many of the real prominent people in Independent Continent showed their faces.

When he heard the news from Moxicha, he turned the phone on his hand and turned his head. His noble face was shrouded in light, and there was a trace of mockery in the corners of his slightly raised mouth: "When did WAL become a trash collector? "