Even Qiao Junxi can further speculate that Zhao Qingyan's biological father is likely to be a member of the visiting Chinese delegation!

With this analysis, the scope suddenly narrowed to less than ten people.

Zhao Qingyan did wait for something, and it was something related to the members of the visiting Chinese delegation.

That day she was reading the monthly report in the office when she suddenly received an insider from the front desk saying that someone was looking for her.

Zhao Qingyan asked who it was, but the man said, he knew it when he saw it.

If it were normal, Zhao Qingyan might not have paid attention to such a person. At least she had to ask the other party's situation completely before she would choose to see him or not.

But in the past two days, she has always felt that something will happen. So when someone comes to her, her first reaction is: Have you finally arrived?

I was still a little excited and curious.

She invited the person into the conference room.

The man was dressed in black and had a expressionless face, and he looked a bit like... a bodyguard.

Sure enough, as soon as he opened his mouth, the man revealed his bodyguard's identity, "Miss Zhao, my master is welcome."

Although this scene was 70 to 80% similar to what Zhao Qingyan imagined, she still calmly calmly, maintained the proper attitude and demeanor she should have, and asked calmly, "Who is your master?" Zhao Qingyan could probably tell from his accent that he was a Chinese.

The bodyguard still had a poker face, "It's not convenient to disclose it. You'll know when you go."

Zhao Qingyan then stood up and answered readily: "Then let's go."

Maybe she was too pleased, so she made the bodyguard stunned for a moment. After two seconds, she respectfully said to Zhao Qingyan: "Please!"

So Zhao Qingyan was arranged to get into their car.

Twenty minutes later, Zhao Qingyan was taken to an apartment.

For Zhao Qingyan, she is not unfamiliar with this apartment. It was the apartment where Bei Qixi lived. She has been here several times and went home from Bei Qixi.

"Is this going?" Zhao Qingyan felt more and more familiar as he walked.

This time the bodyguard did not answer her, but took her to the door and knocked on the door.

Zhao Qingyan probably already knew what the situation was.

Her first reaction was whether to call now to inform Bei Qixi Festival who was on vacation in Phuket.

Soon, the door was opened from the inside.

There was a man in the same black dress inside and said respectfully to her: "Please!"

He is a well-trained bodyguard.

Everyone acts and speaks like they come out of a mold on the assembly line.

Bei Qixi's apartment is not big. As soon as Zhao Qingyan walked to the entrance, he saw a tall figure standing in front of the sofa. The man finally stopped wearing black. The dark blue gave people a deep feeling, and a bit noble.

Perhaps hearing Zhao Qingyan's footsteps, the man slowly turned around and looked at Zhao Qingyan.

He was wearing a snow-white shirt and a tie with auspicious cloud pattern, which was particularly handsome and handsome. He looked at Zhao Qingyan with a serious face and looked at him with black diamond-like eyes, but he was just looking at him out of politeness. Then Zhao Qingyan heard him speak in extremely fluent Chinese, "Sorry, Miss Zhao, please invite you in this way."

Zhao Qingyan was a little surprised. His Chinese was so good. If he hadn't known that he was a Chinese, he would have thought he was a genuine Chinese.

Since he knew the identity of the visitor, Zhao Qingyan became very calm and calm, "Your Highness is so serious. I don't know why I invited me to come?"

When I.M. Pei heard Zhao Qingyan call him that, a wave of turmoil aroused in his ocean-like eyes, but the waves soon faded away and a hint of praise replaced it.

He gestured to the two black-clad bodyguards who were still standing in the living room with his eyes, and then, the two disappeared from Zhao Qingyan's field of vision in an instant.

Then I.M. Pei pointed to the sofa and invited Zhao Qingyan to take a seat, "Please sit down, Miss Zhao."

So Zhao Qingyan sat down generously.

To be honest, Zhao Qingyan was not clear about the intention of I.M. Pei to invite her here, and she couldn't guess it thoroughly.

Logically speaking, since he was able to find Bei Qixi's residence, Bei Qixi's every move should be within his control.

"I think you should know what this place is." Pei's shiny gaze swept around the house, and his eyes seemed to be his home and the owner of this place. His behavior interpreted the idiom "openly" in a very vivid and specific way.

Zhao Qingyan nodded and gave him back in the same tone, "I believe your highness knows that it is not at home on Qixi Festival." Bei Qixi escaped to Phuket to avoid I.M. Pei's domineering behavior, but unexpectedly I.M. Pei came to the door. If Bei Qixi knew that I.M. Pei had entered the house at this moment, I don't know what she would feel.

"So I'll come to you." Pei said calmly. Of course, he knew that in order to hide from him, Bei Qixi had already hid in the distant Phuket Island. Zhao Qingyan glanced at him for no reason, a little confused about his intention.

I.M. Pei then said, "Please call her."

Zhao Qingyan: "?"

I.M. Pei slowly added, "It's okay to say anything casually. But don't mention me. Please turn on the speakers if you have any questions."

Zhao Qingyan looked up at him because of the strange request he made.

But the next second, Zhao Qingyan suddenly became enlightened.

Her crystal clear eyes swept across his handsome face again, and he looked clear and wise, with a bit of wisdom between his eyebrows.

He went through a lot of trouble and went around just to hear the voice of Bei Qixi. How long has it been since he could speak to Bei Qixi? He would have such a heavy longing and desire?

So much so that he did not hesitate to do such a childish behavior?

He was a noble prince, and he was willing to make a request to her so earnestly and sincerely, which was something Zhao Qingyan could not have imagined.

Zhao Qingyan hesitated for a moment and agreed.

She saw from I.M. Pei's eyes that she was full of urgency, and she couldn't bear to refuse.

That was the prince with a sense of superiority all over his body. He was willing to condescend to invite her to come, just to ask her to call Bei Qixi. Zhao Qingyan felt that if he did not agree, he would be very guilty.

So after organizing the language and topics, Zhao Qingyan called Bei Qixi.

The phone was quickly connected, and the crisp and beautiful sound of Bei Qixi was released through the speakers. "Why did you call me suddenly? It's not that the company is missing, and I can't operate normally, right?"

I.M. Pei listened very seriously, for fear of missing out on what Bei Qixi said.
Chapter completed!