Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

Qiao Nian placed her legs on the table. Her straight calves were smooth and well-proportioned. She held the phone in her lazy hands and typed a reply on the keyboard. [QN: Wait for ten minutes.]

After replying to Ye Wangchuan's message, Qiao Nian did not delay any longer. She lowered her legs and raised her eyes to look at the laptop.

After a moment of hesitation, she opened it.

Her laptop hadn't been switched off for the entire night and had not been used. She swiped the touchpad to light up the screen and saw that the page was still the Weibo page from yesterday. Qiao Nian refreshed it and saw 99+@ reminders and 99+comments.

She narrowed her eyes. Her black pupils were extremely beautiful. She didn't open any of them and only scrolled down to see the Weibo post she had forwarded. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FɪndNovᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

It was still there.

After a day and night of hype.

forwards had exceeded 100,000, and the

were also very

people were criticizing Xue

her laptop and

turning to the bathroom...

the back of Qiao Nian's head were tense and her temples were throbbing. She turned on the showerhead; the water temperature was warm. With the warm

the showerhead and casually picked up a bathrobe to wear. Not caring about her wet hair against her shoulder, she walked to the door and opened it.

"Come in."

Ye Wangchuan didn't expect to see her with her hair draped over her shoulders coming out to open the door for him. Stunned for a second, he quickly came back to his senses and

piece of paper on the

against the desk. He was tall and slender,

"Not really."

She unscrewed the cap and took a sip. Then, she walked back and placed the bottle on the table. She raised her cold chin slightly and

didn't say anything, Ye Wangchuan