Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

She should be in Rao City right now!

But that figure really resembled Qiao Nian.

Fu Ge had inexplicable feelings. He simply thought that he had thought about her too much recently and somehow saw a semblance of her around.

"Is it?" Wen Ziyu didn't seem to believe him. "You were in a daze for so long, I was wondering who you could've seen."

"Who could I have seen? I barely know anyone in Lan Pavilion. Must've gotten the wrong person."

Fu Ge raised a brow and forced himself to stop thinking about it. He then patted Wen Ziyu on the shoulder and said, "Let's go, they must be waiting for us." Wen Ziyu did think of someone. But seeing that he did not appear to be lying, he did not probe further. The both of them headed towards the private room...

In A1869 private room.

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after having showered and changed into a fresh outfit. He looked tired, annoyed, and extremely unapproachable. Nobody dared to

Yang was a social butterfly and was best at

mix around with anyone present. With him here, the atmosphere in the private

Everyone was having fun.

for a round of toasts, he went back to sit beside Qin Si and put his glass down. He asked cheekily, "Young Master Qin, you're the host. Why aren't you having fun with everyone?" Qin Si was even more tired after he changed into fresh clothes following his shower. His eyelids were fighting to stay shut. As he heard Zhang Yang's question, he turned to him in a rather pissed-off manner. "Do I look like

face and shook his head. "Honestly, no.

tired and want to sleep, do not disturb" on his face. Was this not the

to force himself to host this event. Out of curiosity, he asked, "Young Master Qin, this youngster from

his character, who did not take orders from anyone, be willing to sacrifice his sleep to be

Si's head hurt just thinking about it. He frustratedly snatched his glass and poured some alcohol directly

that gulp, he was slightly more awake. He turned and said, "Relative, my foot! If it was my relative, I'd be at home sleeping now. Why would I be waiting here? She isn't my

"Then..."

back on the table and