Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

"Alright, you call the shots."

Aunt Chen always listened carefully to all that Qiao Nian had to say. Sensing that she was about to hang up, Aunt Chen asked a little tentatively, "Nian Nian, did your dad go today?"

"Qiao Weimin? He came." Qiao Nian's eyes were already on her screen. She had no interest in Qiao Weimin at all.

She saw the message Wei Lou left her.

[Wei Lou Hundred Feet Tall: Qiao Nian, you're pretty amazing, you even know people from the Red Alliance! Someone is looking up on you, but the Red Alliance helped you block that person. When did you know someone so powerful?]

Her beautiful fingers were resting on the mouse, and her eyes were a little deep. She couldn't figure out which person was looking up on her.

Aunt Chen was still speaking cautiously so as not to hurt her. "He bailed you out?"

came to scold

mode. She was using her mouse and getting to a page that showed her the stock market. With her eyes on the screen, her fingers swiftly entered a string

red and green lines started shifting as she continued working on

policemen checked the surveillance cameras around the junction and confirmed that those people started the fight. They took my statement and let

and Yuan Yongqin. Then, the policeman decided to check out the surveillance cameras and classified

this all be because

a while more and then hung up, tossing her cell phone

The next day.

night and did not have a good sleep. She arrived in class just before it

entered the classroom, and before she even put her bag

at Qiao Nian with teary eyes. "Qiao Nian, you're finally here. I-I let you down. T-The teacher noticed that you left early yesterday and flared up.

barely

had gotten Shen Qingqing to apply for leave on her behalf just before she left.

that you were at the toilet. I didn't expect her to get someone to look for you. Qiao Nian, I'm so sorry, it's all my fault. I should've thought of a better excuse. Like maybe you went to see a doctor because you were sick... I'm so dumb to say you went to

with disdain, "What are you crying for, seriously. Wipe your face, your mucus