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.

could Ye Wangchuan not know this habit of hers? A person who

"It's not really sweet."

new. "It's sour and only with a mildly sweet aftertaste. Try it. If

looked up at him and sat on the chair. She held the mug with both hands and took a small

sour in the mouth, but

seemed to be in a much better mood. She

see that the laptop on her table had a drawing

the drawing software on his laptop. The drawing software on

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 Thᴇ (ꜰind)ɴʘvel.nᴇt

relaxed. The moment

head and

hard." Ye Wangchuan chuckled. His eye-catching face was especially charming. He looked at the girl with his bottomless eyes and was a

Huh?