Before she reached the place, she heard noise coming from the stairs.

“We are here to find someone.”

“Sorry, you can’t go up.”

"Get out of the way! I said, we are not here to make trouble, we are here to find people."

"Feel sorry…"

 Qiao Nian was so noisy that her brain hurt. She was about to walk faster when she heard a familiar name coming from the noisy place.

“…We are here to see Mr. Ye. Isn’t he eating at your place today? We know him and have something to do with him.”

Qiao Nian paused slightly.

There are many people with the surname Ye in Beijing, but she intuitively felt that the "Ye" the other party mentioned was the Ye she knew.

She turned her head and looked over. There was just a corner of the stairs below, and the hollow opening allowed her to see the noisy crowd below.

There are three people in total.

Two men and one woman were arguing with several staff of the Xi Palace.

Two of the men stood nearby and did not talk to each other, nor did they bother the staff. The noise she heard just now mainly came from the woman directly in front.

The woman is meticulously cared for from head to toe. Her slightly curly hair is tied up, and she can vaguely tell her age. She is probably around forty years old.

The two men following her were not young, either in their forties.

"Hmm." Qiao Nian became interested and stopped to listen for a while.

The beautiful middle-aged woman is still grabbing the waiter and insisting on getting in. The waiter insisted that non-guests not be allowed to go to the top floor, and a conflict ensued.

Perhaps because she was repeatedly rejected, the beautiful middle-aged woman gradually lost control, grabbed her cloak, and said hysterically.

"Why don't you believe that we are not here to make trouble! We just want to see Mr. Ye, and his fiancée told us that he is here! His fiancée agreed for us to come, but you have to say that we disturb him... This is simply inexplicable!"

Hearing this, Qiao Nian appeared from the shadows: "Elena asked you to come?"

The people below suddenly heard a female voice coming from upstairs. They all looked up and saw a girl wearing a peaked cap appearing and walking towards the stairs.

The waiter at Xi Palace was very discerning: "Miss Qiao."

The two men and one woman seemed to have reacted at this moment, and they all looked at Qiao Nian with surprised expressions.

One of the men, who looked elegant, gentle and polite, took a step forward and said to Qiao Nian: "Are you Qiao Nian, Miss Qiao?"

 Qiao Nian put his hands in his pockets: "I am Qiao Nian."

As to whether it was Miss Qiao, she didn’t know.

Si Chuyue stared blankly at the girl in front of him, unable to associate the girl in front of him wearing a hooded sweatshirt with half-rolled cuffs exposing her arms with the man who sent his daughter to the police station in a resolute manner.

He later saw photos of the activities on the day Qiao Nian and Si Xueqi clashed.

 Qiao Nian has an exquisite and outstanding appearance, and walking arm in arm with Ye Wangchuan looks like a pair of wall figures. He subconsciously assumes that Qiao Nian has become the necessary canary role for men.

Looking pretty enough, with a gentle and gentle personality.

No matter how ruthless one is privately or how vicious one’s methods are, at least on the surface he should appear to be kind and harmless.

Si Chuyue's gaze didn't stay for a few seconds before he met the girl's sharp eyes, which narrowed slightly.

That gaze made his heart shrink suddenly, making his heart feel heavy, and he subconsciously avoided his overly scrutinizing gaze.

"Qiao, Miss Qiao." Si Chuyue had at least seen the world. After taking a deep breath, he calmed down and introduced himself to the girl: "I am Si Xue's father, Si Chuyue."