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!

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wiped away a tear

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

just about to

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.

position on the sofa to curl up in. She took out her cell phone and was prepared to play for a while before leaving. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Find_Nøvel.ɴet website

"By the way, I brought you something.

she was carrying a thermos flask with her when she arrived. He

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 Qiao Nian. He then asked the girl who was playing games, "Miss Qiao, what is this? It

the same time, it did not resemble

milky white, with a layer of browned grease on the surface. This was not the case for this soup. It looked dull, and the flavor of traditional Chinese medicine was very strong. Furthermore, the color of the soup was not

phone in both hands horizontally as she logged in to the game. Without even raising her eyelids, she said carelessly, "That's pork liver

was speechless. Pork liver

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