Qiao Nian had just walked over and bent down to pick up the phone that she had thrown by the bed yesterday. Hearing this, a surprised expression appeared in her beautiful black eyes. She looked at him and said, "Huh? How did you know?"

"Of course, I know." Gu San scratched his head with an expression that said, "I just know." When he saw Qiao Nian looking at him, he walked over and placed the breakfast down. Then, he slowly explained to her, "It's because Young Master Wang came over in the morning to help you vent your anger."

Qiao Nian raised the corner of her eyes. Her fair fingers had already pressed on the phone. The screen lit up, and she happened to see a certain someone's message.

[Ye Wangchuan: I'm at the Ninth Branch. Are you still sleeping?]

She looked at the time.

At around 8:30 AM.

He was half an hour earlier than Zhou Wei.

Gu San taking out the breakfasts he had brought over

on the box was especially

it did not belong to

Branch.

Imperial Mansion wasn't easy to buy. When Qin Si was playing games with her previously, he had inadvertently mentioned that there were a few good breakfasts at the Imperial Mansion. He had promised to bring her to Beijing next time

not provide any foreign-exchange services.

unscrewed the cap. Her long eyelashes were lowered, and she looked very sleepy. She asked casually, "You said that Master Wang helped me vent my anger in the morning. What do you mean? Did he make Zhou Wei come

saw the girl leaning there in her pajamas. Her legs were long and straight. She looked lazy as she held a

people who were too good-looking and did

away, not daring to look

he replied briskly, "Master Wang came

everyone. She probably won't appear in front of you again

had suffered a huge loss this

family was considered a low-class family in Beijing. They were at the edge of the upper circles. In the past few decades, they didn't have many outstanding figures. However, from the past few generations, the Zhou family

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