Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Ye Wangchuan turned on the copy machine next to him and printed out all the drawings in the email, which amounted to twenty pages.

He stretched his legs and stood up, took a thick stack of papers on the table, left the study and went to the second floor, knocking on the girl's room door.

"Can I come in?"

"random."

The slightly hoarse voice of a girl who had just taken a shower came from inside.

Somewhat undisciplined.

A bit lazy again.

When Ye Wangchuan heard her voice, he unconsciously raised the corners of his mouth and pushed the door open.

Bo Jingxing was right. No matter whether this matter would involve Lu Zhi or not, at least there shouldn't be anything hidden between him and her.

Even if the original intention may be good, concealment is concealment, and subsequent explanations will not make any sense.

**

The weather is muggy in summer.

Qiao Nian sat on a chair and wiped her hair. The black hair on her shoulders was already half dry. It would dry naturally if she waited a little longer.

Ye Wangchuan happened to come in from outside.

Qiao Nian threw the towel on the table and waited for it to dry naturally.

She noticed the thick stack of paper in Ye Wangchuan's hand, raised her eyebrows, and said lazily, "You have something to do with me?"

She was referring to what Ye Wangchuan brought.

Of course, Ye Wangchuan saw what she was looking at, walked up to her, and naturally handed over the thing in his hand: "Look at this."

Qiao Nian took it over doubtfully, glanced down at it, and saw the drawings on it.

She put away her idle sitting posture, straightened her back, looked carefully with a frown on her face, and then raised her head: "This is..."

"The project that the Ninth Institute has been secretly researching." Ye Wangchuan went inside and brought her a hair dryer, plugged in the hair dryer, and asked her to sit over: "Come here, I will help you dry your hair."

Qiao Nian's mind was filled with the things on the drawings, and she said absently, "No need, it will do it by itself."

Ye Wangchuan simply dragged her over with a chair and said disapprovingly: "It's too late now. If you go to bed without drying yourself, you will get migraines easily as you get older."

As he spoke, he turned the hair dryer to the minimum setting and helped the girl blow up her hair with smooth movements.

Qiao Nian was still looking through the drawings he had brought. Each one was extremely exquisite, but when put together they turned out to be a huge and shocking thing.

She knows this aspect herself, so she naturally understands what the behemoth behind these drawings is.

Qiao Nian finished flipping through it in twos and twos, and thought about it with him: "Master Cheng's project?"

"Well, we're done tonight." Ye Wangchuan ran his fingers through his black hair and gently blew the moisture from the ends of the girl's hair.

Qiao Nian fell into deep thought and didn't speak for a long time.

after awhile.

She just raised her eyelashes and looked at him with a pair of clear eyes: "Is Lu Zhi here for this?"

Ye Wangchuan knew that she and Lu Zhi had a fateful relationship, so he did not answer this question directly.

Instead, he put the hair dryer in the drawer in an orderly manner, closed the drawer door, and then turned back to face her and said, "Nine of them are moles."

"..."

Qiao Nian narrowed her eyes and said nothing.

He continued: "The mole often steals internal confidential documents. We have always wanted to catch him, but he hides very deeply and is very alert. He will not take action easily..."

"Bo Jingxing and I have been pretending not to know that he exists. This time the project that Master Cheng has been researching for many years has come to fruition. We want to find out the inner ghost hiding in the Ninth Institute."

He leaned against the table not far from the girl, put his hands in his pockets, and told Qiao Nian his plan without hesitation: "Nian Nian, I want to use this to fish."