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.

A person who didn't even like to drink milk tea would

"It's not really sweet."

felt something new. "It's sour and only with a mildly sweet aftertaste. Try it. If you don't like it, don't

the chair. She

a little sour in the mouth,

relaxed and her beautiful black eyes looked up. She seemed to be in a much better mood. She

see that the laptop on her table had

was different from the drawing software on his laptop. The drawing software on Qiao Nian's notebook seemed to be

looked at the girl sitting lazily on the chair and drinking sour plum juice. He said in a low voice, "Grandpa sent me a message just now." Sᴇaʀch

Nian took a cup of water and relaxed.

her head and tilted it as if waiting

me to work hard." Ye Wangchuan chuckled. His eye-catching face was especially charming. He looked at the girl with

Huh?