Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

After school, many parents drove over to pick up their children after getting off work. The gates of First High School were blocked by various cars.

Frowning, Qiao Nian took out her earphone from her bag, walked through the crowd, and was about to call the hospital.

Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a black Phaeton parked in an inconspicuous corner across the road.

Ye Wangchuan leaned back lazily on the other side, his handsome face illuminated under the street lights. His eyes were deep, and a cigarette hung from his thin and gorgeous lips. His black shirt sleeves were rolled up to reveal the crimson prayer beads on his wrist.

Though he was parked far away, his appearance stood out from the crowd and was very alluring.

Qiao Nian didn't want to walk over.

However, he seemed to sense that she had come out and raised his head to look in her direction, coincidentally meeting her gaze.

Qiao Nian:"..."

him smoking. Frowning, he quickly threw away the cigarette butt and stamped

San, "Didn't you say that the

Nian out already?"

too lazy to scold him. He raised his hand and greeted the girl

road wasn't very wide, and Qiao Nian arrived

reached the car when she heard the man's low and sultry

off her earphones, she stared at him with black, cold, and ruthless eyes, like a wolf whose bottom line had

up, Ye Wangchuan knew that she was far from being as calm as she seemed on the surface. He turned and opened the car door,

the way, Ye Wangchuan briefly explained the incident to

The doctor performed an emergency examination and found that he had a tumor in his brain which needed immediate

city, and the level of medical technology was far from Beijing's.

the car arrived at the hospital, Ye Wangchuan glanced at her pale face. His fingers quickly turned the beads on his

had asked the doctors to do a comprehensive physical examination on him every month, but she didn't expect them to encounter a brain tumor

turned pale, and she leaned backward before shutting her eyes. Her black eyelashes were distinct, her

fragile and anxious. Afraid that her hand would bleed from her tight grip, he put his big

comforting a child, he whispered and coaxed her, "Nian Nian, trust me.