Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

Ye Wangchuan saw that the room was filled with paper balls. Then, he looked at the messy items on her study table. They seemed to be tools for drawing. However, he didn't ask anything. It was as if he didn't see anything. He lowered his head and said with a focused and unquestionable gaze, "Lukewarm."

"Ah." When Qiao Nian took the cup, she realized that it was not the iced drink she wanted and was slightly disappointed.

Ye Wangchuan walked past her and said, "Have you forgotten the last time you had your cramps during your period? There's still a week left. I've asked the doctor. You can't have anything cold this week, so I didn't add ice to your drink."

When he spoke about this, his expression was especially natural. He was calm and composed without any abnormalities.

Qiao Nian's beautiful black eyes looked at him for a long time, but she was unable to say anything. She pulled her shoulders down, considered it a form of surrender, and held the cup as she followed him back. She said, "Alright. Is this sweet?"

She didn't like sweet drinks. Even Gu San knew this habit.

of hers? A person who didn't even like to drink milk tea would not

"It's not really sweet."

time Ye Wangchuan had described the taste of sour plum juice to a girl. It was the first time he felt something new. "It's sour and only with a

looked up at him and sat on the chair. She

it was a little sour in the mouth, but it left a sweet and pleasant taste. It tasted pretty

be in a much better mood. She curled her lips and said reluctantly, "It should taste better with some

already see that the laptop on her table had a

The drawing software

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relaxed. The

raised her head and tilted it

the girl with his bottomless

Huh?