Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

Chapter 3316: How Dare You Question Sister Nian

“Okay.”

The chauffeur walked away to contact the Privy Council.

Shadow felt a chill run down the top of his head. His back was already drenched. The cold wind blew through his bones.

He couldn’t blame the Empress. However, he couldn’t accept this outcome.

After a long time, he finally said with red eyes, “Empress, Young Master Qi is only 30 years old.”

Nie Qixing was only in his thirties, the most dazzling period in one’s life. He still had a long way to go… But he was already dead.

Nie Qingru’s slightly cold eyes lost their focus for a moment as if she was thinking of another person who had passed away earlier.

She leaned back on the leather chair and relaxed. Her tone was cold and sinister as she said, “If you want to hate someone, hate the person who forced me to make this choice.”

If Qiao Nian had not pressed on, she wouldn’t have been forced to sacrifice Qixing.

After all, he was the younger brother she had raised. If not for this matter, she would be willing to feed him even if he became a cripple in the future.

reached an irreversible

destroy the entire game for a

her seat and tapped it with her finger. After pondering for a moment, she

at her in

smile at this moment. The corners of her mouth curled into a sneer. “Didn’t my good father and brother always want Qixing to

Nie clan still hoped that Nie Qixing would be able to keep

they did not want Nie Qixing to inherit the Nie Family, but on the other hand, they hoped that Nie Qixing would

Now, he was gone.

and angry.

wishful thinking. With her father’s personality, he probably would not let it

this moment, the chauffeur

the people from the Privy Council will be

“Mm.”

sneer on Nie Qingru’s lips faded. Then, as if she had thought of something, she picked up her phone and

**

the entrance of the private

parked

seatbelt and said to the girl beside him,

her phone along the way. Hearing what he said, she looked out the window and was about to put down her cell

a text

was Continent M’s number