Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

When Qiao Nian saw him, she put away her cell phone, raised the ends of her eyes, and her expression turned lazy. "No, I didn't wait very long. I was only here for a while."

Ye Wangchuan looked at her snow white and melon-shaped face. The corners of his mouth pricked up unconsciously. Seeing that she was in a good mood, he put his hand into his pocket and said, "I'm sorry for coming late. Something urgent came up."

"Okay." Qiao Nian nodded her head in understanding and waved the cell phone in her hand a little. She looked relaxed and calm, and not a trace of anger could be seen on her face. "You sent me a message telling me you would take about half an hour."

She glanced at the time. It was exactly half an hour, not even a minute later.

"You're on time."

The small action of her raising her eyebrows, with her black eyes glinting, made him wonder what would happen if he was late for even a minute. This thought made Ye Wangchuan's mouth rise uncontrollably. He couldn't hide the pleasure on his face. His eyes narrowed and his voice was lazy and charming. "When it comes to you, I'll never be late."

Qiao Nian was speechless.

She was initially just trying to tease him with a joke, but in the end, she was the one getting teased instead.

was very troubled, but she didn't

attention was mainly

of energetic eyes looked at Wen Ziyu, and the more

they spotted a boy running over to Qiao Nian to chat her up. He assumed he was just an unknown student from Qing University. But looking carefully at him now, he looked very familiar. He looked like the Young Master of the Wen

Tsk.

at Qiao Nian again, his eyes were unspeakably complex.

Qiao was

was impossible for

what happened to her, it would still seem

clearly a typical high school girl from Rao City. But after interacting with her in the past half

could an eighteen-year-old girl be so

scored full marks in the Qing University

what his reaction was when he saw the paper brought back by the principal. He remembered flipping the pages of the paper seven or eight times to confirm what he was seeing. Indeed, there were no crosses on the paper. There were only red ticks on all the pages

Qiao Nian never canceled or corrected her

compulsory education