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!

Why did he have

still in the ward.

quietly wiped away a tear

Wang..." He opened his mouth to speak, wanting to comfort

just about to say turned into a silent pat on Ye Wangchuan's shoulder. At this time, silence would be more appropriate

His eyes sank and he put his hand back on the 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

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interaction, she spoke without raising her head. "By the way, I brought you something. You can drink a bowl.

with her when she arrived. He asked Gu San to bring

what to do. In three to five steps, he retrieved the flask and unscrewed the lid, causing a pungent smell of Chinese medicine to come out. He frowned and turned his head towards

did not resemble a

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

Nian held the cell phone in both hands horizontally as she logged in to the game. Without even raising her eyelids,

was speechless. Pork liver

San usually hung out with Ye Wangchuan and their friends. They usually ate dishes made from expensive