Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

She didn't know why Wei Ling suddenly brought this up. Her heart was in a mess.

Wei Ling's indignant expression was gradually replaced by hatred. Her face was cold as she stood up and adjusted her fox fur shawl. She pursed her lips and said, "You should celebrate your success. How about this? I'll invite Professor Cheng over for a meal. You have to learn finance from him in the future and build a good relationship with him. It'll help you in the future."

Qiao Chen looked up and was stunned for half a second. When she realized what she had said, she was immediately overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Aunt!"

"Okay." Wei Ling used to look down on her flattering and ingratiating face. Ever since she experienced this, she felt that her obedient and delicate appearance was much better than some people's arrogant and domineering faces. At least, she did not bite.

At this thought, she raised her chin slightly and looked at the surprised girl. "There's something else I didn't have time to tell you."

Qiao Chen stood there obediently and turned her head to ask gently, "What is it, Aunt?"

wearing branded clothes and had delicate features. Although she wasn't as exquisite and brash

suspense, she said concisely, "Last time, Beijing Television Station planned a music science program, and the results were very good. I heard that they intend to hold a concert. At that time, Zhui Guang will also go. If you can beat

she could see through her soul. Her lips curled into a mocking smile as she adjusted her clothes and said casually, "Don't you want to acknowledge Master Nie as your master? This is the best opportunity. Practice the piano properly when

fists. She couldn't believe that such

Ling's expression was cold. "Why? You don't want

this concert. According to the rules, you aren't qualified to take one. You'll be going through the back door. If you're unwilling,

unhappy tone,

she was in a hurry to explain herself, Wei Ling pursed her lips and looked down at her. Her tone was cold. "It's good that you

much of Qiao Chen, nor did she

she hated Qiao

was an old saying: the enemy