Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

Knockout!

Gu San was shocked.

Ye Wangchuan's expression stiffened. From the arrogance and laziness which was obvious on his face, it was now replaced with a slightly annoyed look.

Qiao Nian noticed his reaction. She raised the corners of her mouth and smiled wickedly and calmly. Then, she turned and walked to the sofa, saying, "1 just took a look at your pulse. You're recovering well, but you still have to pay attention to the amount of rest you are getting. You're mainly suffering from a deficiency of vigor and blood. Besides that, you're recovering well."

"Okay." Ye Wangchuan was hit hard. He pursed his thin lips and could not say a word. His head hurt.

He had always been good at digging pits for others. However, he did not expect that he would stumble over the pits he had dug.

That time at the Waterside Loft was definitely the deepest pit he had ever dug for himself in his life!

If he knew it would come to this, he wouldn't have thought too much then. When she asked if he was her boyfriend then, he shouldn't have said something about just being good friends!

have to say they were just good

still in the ward. Seeing his

wiped away a tear

his mouth to speak, wanting to

a pair of sharp eyes directed a faint glance in his direction. The comforting words he was just about to say turned into a silent pat on Ye Wangchuan's shoulder. At this

table carelessly. He had already thought about the possibility of kicking him out to gain more experience. After all, it was sometimes very unsightly to put such a living treasure by his

phone and was prepared to play for a while before leaving. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to

without raising her head. "By the way, I brought you something.

Wangchuan remembered that she was carrying a thermos flask with her

of Chinese medicine to come out. He frowned and turned his head towards Qiao Nian. He then

the same time, it did not resemble

browned grease on the surface. This was not the case for this soup. It looked dull, and the flavor of traditional Chinese medicine was

the soup I brought?" Qiao Nian held the cell phone in both hands horizontally as she logged in to the game. Without even raising

San was speechless.

San usually hung out with Ye Wangchuan and their friends. They usually