Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

Qiao Nian had always been in Rao City and rarely went to Beijing. The only few times she did, she would either go to the Wei family's house or stayed with him at the Ninth Branch.

Both places were not places that ordinary people could get to.

She was always very low-profile. Basically, after she finished her work, she would return to Rao City the next day.

Therefore, very few people in Beijing knew of her existence.

Old Master Jiang suddenly invited everyone for a meal and said that he wanted to introduce his granddaughter to everyone. When those people heard that Qiao Nian came from Rao City and was a girl with an ordinary background, they naturally looked down on her since she had been wandering in a small place for more than 10 years...

They felt that it was a waste of time for them to come over for a meal.

Hence, when Old Master Jiang and her second uncle called to invite those people over for dinner, those people found excuses to decline.

In their hearts, Qiao Nian was just a dispensable person that the Jiang family had found. Jiang Xianrou still had the final say in the family.

"Tsk." A smile played on his lips. He gave off a refreshing feeling and seemed to be in a good mood. However, his fingers were fiddling with the Buddha beads on his wrist, and the smile did not reach his eyes. If one took a closer look, one would see that his eyes were extremely dark and cold.

been bullied

come. Soon enough, they would cry for their

good for him to

a close group of people and asked

see him sitting there lazily sending messages. She flipped through her contacts and found a few people who stayed in Beijing all year

care how many people came for lunch. Based on her personality, it would be troublesome if there were too many people. She was quite annoyed by socializing. To her, the fewer people there

save her

leave after

of Jiang Zongnan's call to her just now made her very concerned, not

It was... very bothering!

her chest seemed to be on

Ji Nan... Yes, there's something... Do you have time for lunch? Ah, my school promotion banquet, third floor of the

and pleasant voice as she spoke

and the driver of the Ye family, who were in the front row, were confused.

he had heard it before, but he couldn't remember

new call. "Let's eat