Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

Ye Wangchuan stared at his cell phone for a long time. His deep eyes narrowed slightly as if he was amused. Especially when Old Master Ye said at the end of the message, "You have to work hard." For some reason, he could feel that he had expected better from him.

"Master Wang, what's wrong? Why are you staring at your cell phone in a daze?" Gu San came back from outside and happened to see the man standing by the counter with a cup of coffee. He seemed to be looking at his cell phone. Seeing that he was silent, he asked from behind.

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He had been by Ye Wangchuan's side for more than 10 years. Their friendship was extraordinary, so he didn't have too many reservations. He leaned over and took a look at his cell phone.

Seeing Old Master Ye's message, Gu San was also stunned. Puzzled, he looked at the man in confusion. "Master Wang, what did Miss Qiao do again? Why would Old Master Ye text you to work hard?" Why did he feel that Old Master Ye's next sentence was like "If you don't work hard, you can only depend on her"?

As soon as this thought popped up in Gu San's mind, he took a deep breath and quickly stopped himself from thinking too much.

Ye Wangchuan did not notice his actions. He casually put away his phone and said calmly, "Nothing much. Just a typical day of him losing his senses."

Gu San was speechless.

know that you're saying this about him behind

he raised his eyebrows and said to Gu San with a deep gaze, "Help me see if the sour plum soup in the

who the sour

San ran to the

Qiao Nian's room. She used the muslin window to block some of the sunlight, and only fine rays landed on the ground. There were

paper. The embryonic forms of jewelry became clear under her

seem to be satisfied. Seeing that she was about to finish drawing a bracelet, she bit the end of the pencil and leaned back. She tore the paper off the

extremely dark and cold. She opened the drawer and

her things, there

"What's the matter?"

tried her best to suppress her frustration, her voice was also

to disturb them during an unhappy situation, the frustration would be three times greater than