Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 6283 Did he just see you

It's seven o'clock in the evening.

Qiao Nian received a call from Xiaoyaoguan, and said to Feng Yu and the others, taking his own things and preparing to go out.

She walked out to see Ye Wangchuan turning the keychain at the door waiting for her. When she saw her coming out, the casual and lazy man raised his eyes and stood up straight.

He shook the car keys in his hand at her, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Together?"

"kindness."

Qiao Nian pulled up her hood, walked beside him with both hands, and went out side by side with him.

"Do you know Eleanor is coming?" Qiao Nian couldn't help asking while walking on the road.

Ye Wangchuan opened the car door with one hand and asked her to get in the car first. He paid great attention to the details and raised his hand to hold the edge of the car frame to prevent her from accidentally touching her head.

The voice of his speech was filled with a smile, and itchy and squeezing like a feather crossing the cochlea: "Miss sent me a message in advance."

Qiao Nian raised her hand to support the back of her neck, and felt her eardrums itchy. She saw him go around and sit on the main driver, pulling her slender fingers over the seat belt...

At that moment, the impatience surged upwards.

Qiao Nian lowered her eyes and moved her eyes away, lowered her head and coughed concealment.

"cough."

"Have you caught a cold?" Ye Wangchuan immediately handed a bottle of water from the side, unscrewed the lid and handed it over: "Moisten your throat."

Qiao Nian's ears were hot, so she reached out to take them, responding vaguely: "Well, huh."

Ye Wangchuan raised his hand and tried the temperature on her forehead with the back of his hand. He made sure he didn't have a fever. He then increased the temperature in the car twice behind him.

"You sniff in the car for a while."

Ye Wangchuan adjusted the skylight, fastened his seat belt, ignited the fire accurately with his slender fingers, and stepped on the accelerator, and the luxury car roared away like a black cheetah. …

The hotel top floor restaurant.

Lan Jin ordered seven or eight main materials in a revengeful manner, and asked the waiter to send a bottle of red wine worth hundreds of thousands of yuan.

After the waiter opened the cork for them, poured a glass for them, and then bowed and left, the agent couldn't help but say, "Why are you doing such expensive wine!"

Lan Jin enjoyed it and swayed the wine glass, and said disapprovingly: "I won't let you pay the bill, what are you afraid of?"

"Some people pay for me!" He stared at the red liquid in the cup and hung it gently on the glass wall, feeling very comfortable.

The agent wanted to speak but stopped. When he saw the waiter coming, he quickly closed his mouth and waited for the waiter to bring the meal that Lan Jin ordered one by one.

A dish of blue lobster with truffle cream sauce, a dry cooked steak with aged Porter sauce, and a charcoal-grilled king salmon with caviar lemon butter…

The waiter put down a few dishes one after another and bowed slightly to them: "Please use it slowly, please call us if you need it."

Lan Jin waved his hand, as if he was too lazy to say anything, and signaled the waiter to continue.

Before leaving, the waiter peeked at him with a strange look, and then quickly lowered his head and left the dining table.

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"Did he just look at you?" The agent said in a slightly uneasy tone when he noticed the waiter's eyes sensitively.

Lan Jin didn't care at all: "A waiter just reads it, you care what he does."

He was so depressed that he took another sip of wine, raised his eyes and looked at the terrace area: "I want to know more about what big man came to compete with me for the position!"

The agent suddenly became restless and called him dissatisfied: "Lan Jin, we don't know people from the illegal area. Don't cause trouble, be careful not to stop the situation."

"I know, I know." Lan Jin was so annoyed that he said perfunctorily, and felt that the red wine in the cup was astringent and unpleasant.

He pushed the wine glass onto the table, raised his hand and pressed the service bell on the table, and said to the agent, "It's not a drink, I'll ask them to get a bottle of Romaniconti."