Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

"The Jiang family?" Qin Si raised his eyebrows cynically. "What's Jiang Xianrou up to again? Did she get an award? Or is it a birthday celebration?"

The servant didn't notice the contents of the invitation and was stunned by his question. She lowered her head and pondered for a long time before barely remembering. "It's not Miss Jiang's birthday... I think a relative of the Jiang family is coming to Beijing. The school promotion banquet that Old Master Jiang is organizing for her is very grand. It seems that her college entrance examination results are not bad." Hearing the words "college entrance examination results", Qin Si couldn't help but think of a certain someone's divine results.

Tsk, 750 points. Only Qiao Nian had the ability to get such a heaven-defying result... He didn't care at first and prepared to go upstairs.

The servant suddenly said, "I remember now. Old Master Jiang's relative is called... Qiao Nian! I think she came from Rao City."

The man returned in the blink of an eye. He walked in front of the servant like a whirlwind and held her shoulders. He said in disbelief, "What did you say was the name of Old Master Jiang's relative?" She recalled that Jiang Xianrou's cousin was Sister Qiao.

Old Master Jiang's relative... This year's college entrance examination... Her results were not bad... A few keywords were linked together, and a face appeared in his mind.

Si almost

"D*mn, Sister Qiao?!"

so agitated. It was just a high school student from the Jiang family. So what if she did well in the college entrance examination? Who cared? Why did her Young Master

time talking to her. He walked straight over, anxiously picked up the invitation, and

Qiao Nian.

names were the

Old Master Jiang personally, hoping that he would go to the Imperial Mansion next Wednesday to participate

Si's mouth lifted a

Master Qin, you know this girl? Then, are you going? I heard that the Jiang family

turned around to look at her. His dark peach blossom

be Master Wang's person. Those people in Beijing had been trying their best to cozy up to Master Wang, but they couldn't. Now that an opportunity had presented itself to them,

of people

took the invitation and went upstairs. "I'll make a call. There's no need to make tea. I'm