Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

Nie Mi had been pursuing the konghou and traditional music all his life; of course he wouldn't want to give this opportunity a miss.

But this time, the production team was looking for youths specifically. People of his age and social status were not suitable for a young target audience. As such, he could only turn to Qiao Nian for help. Qiao Nian saw another message in the chatbox.

The other person seemed a little lost as the message came in—

[Master Zhui Guang, are you there?]

She sat down with her long legs crossed. The air around her matched her aura as she leaned back in her seat. Her fingers lay still on the keypad, and after two whole minutes, she only typed a single word. [Zhui Guang: Yes.]

The other party responded instantly: [That's great! You've finally replied to my message.]

[So, regarding what I said earlier about meeting up with you...]

The light from the screen shone onto her face as if adding a thin layer of bright light to her fair skin. Qiao Nian replied quickly.

was blowing

in Beijing for long, and the rest of

I have time to

Television Station, Wen Ruxia leaned back

at the chatbox. She didn't know how

appointment with this Zhui Guang when she got the contact from

she hadn't expected Zhui Guang to decline her

account since he had informed her earlier... S~ᴇaʀᴄh

out as she entered. She placed the freshly brewed coffee on her table. Seeing how pained she looked, the assistant asked, "Manager Wen,

in person."

the moment she drank it. She didn't find it too

another sip before

that her brows were locked. It wasn't hard to guess that she was frustrated and at a loss. The assistant stood by the side, not knowing how to comfort her. Finally, she whispered, "Manager

explanation was

Ruxia kept her hand around the coffee

the anxiety in her