Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

Wei Qi's cell phone rang. He drunkenly took it out of his pocket and saw that it was Wei Ling calling. Annoyed, he snapped, "Calling me so late at night, what a bother!"

At this point, a nice, low voice sounded in front of him. "Who is Wei Qi?"

Someone nudged him. "Young Master Wei, someone's looking for you."

"It's a girl."

Wei Qi looked up while still heavy-headed. He saw a figure in a hoodie and jeans, but the casual clothing did not mask the imposing wild aura. The girl looked pretty young, probably 18 or 19 years of age, and she had a really pretty face. Her eyes were dark and her hands were in her pockets as she leaned against the wall.

Wei Qi's eyes were glued to her. He ignored the ringing of his cell phone and smiled with ill intention. After whistling at her, he called out, "Beautiful girl, looking for me?"

"You're Wei Qi?"

in this group of people, and her gaze landed on his hand. She took her hands out of her

walking towards him as she said

rotating her wrists in preparation. Soon enough, they heard an agonizing scream and saw the pampered Young Master Wei on the ground. His hand covered his mouth, and it

then. She punched him over and

started

utter shock by

"Damn, what's going on..."

you waiting for,

running out of breath from being beaten constantly. He barely had the time to inhale and catch his breath. And still,

the Shen Family's

not a single call was picked up. She couldn't

pick up by now no matter his wilfulness." Wei Ling paced about the living

the contact numbers of Young

was this frustrated and flustered. Upon hearing Qiao Chen's suggestion, she raised