Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

Qiao Nian didn't know that the person she had randomly met on campus actually knew Fu Ge.

She had already arrived at the supposedly authentic Mongolian hot pot place.

"Miss Qiao, we're here."

The car drove into a quaint alley and stopped outside. It was Saturday, and Ye Wangchuan seemed to have taken her to a tourist attraction, as the narrow alley was full of bustling tourists. All sorts of different accents could be heard, along with many small shops of 10 square meters on both sides of the road. These shops sold porcelain, antiques, and beaded necklaces for 10 yuan.

She thought it would take a long time to get to the place he wanted to eat at. Who knew that after walking for a while, they stopped in front of a courtyard.

In the front street, the chatter of bustling tourists was very loud. A distance of one street away was a winding path, quiet and leisurely.

A big sweet-scented osmanthus tree was also planted in front of the door.

Osmanthus flowers were most fragrant in October, and its faint scent could be smelled all along the way.

a smile, "Miss Qiao, this is the place. This restaurant's Mongolian hot pot soup is very delicious. It can be said to be the most authentic in Beijing. Usually, diners need to reserve a table half a year in advance,

people can't eat it."

and green tiles in front of

bought her a

It cost nine digits.

good as this, and it was not as big

hot pot store in such a

word "private house" was affixed, it was not a place that diners

as authentic as

this place, nor would it appear on review apps. After all, most people couldn't afford it, let alone comment

with this

herself. But she couldn't reserve a place, so she

Gu San watched the two of them more casually. He thought about how excited he

was as big as Qiao Nian thought, decorated in the style of the old Beijing city. The decoration was not exquisite, there were no set of pavilions as seen in the

here seemed to