Fake Daughter Is Rich Again?

"I haven't prepared a gift for her school promotion. It's just nice."

Ye Wangchuan's thin lips moved slightly, and his chest rose and fell. He was about to say that there was no need. Ye Lan had gone with Qiao Nian, and she probably had the same thoughts as him.

Unexpectedly, Gu San, who was outside, rushed in and found him. His anxious expression softened slightly as he walked over quickly and handed the cell phone over. "Master Wang, take a look at this." "What is it?" Qin Si stretched his neck.

Gu San was anxious and did not answer him. His back was tense as he waited for the man to look first.

Ye Wangchuan was more patient than him. He slowly took the phone and scrolled through it with his fingers. There was no change in his expression, but both Qin Si and Bo Jingxing sitting opposite him could feel that he had been angered.

Qin Si couldn't sit still. He frowned and asked again, "What exactly happened? Damn, don't hold it in."

Ye Wangchuan closed his eyes as if he was trying to control his anger. When he opened them again, his eyes were extremely dark and cold. He returned the phone to Gu San and said concisely, "Go and find out where Qiao Chen is."

"Qiao Chen?"

understand why he wanted to investigate Qiao Chen, but he did not dare to delay his instructions. He didn't continue asking and quickly

Si was still asking

anything. He raised his hand and pinched the high bridge of his nose, suppressing the bloodthirsty and cold feeling at the ends of his eyes. His thin lips were pursed tightly into a

expressionless and did not explain to Qin Si who Qiao Chen was

familiar with her. Before he saw her in person, he could not confirm if the news on the Internet was true. What he needed

Qiao Nian saw this and dealt with it, Qiao Chen

Just after making a few calls, Gu San

man's side. His expression was not good as he said in a low voice, "Master Wang, Qiao

mahogany table with a rather lazy expression. No one dared to treat his simple

"Stop her."

San looked at his

Wangchuan did not waste his breath. He was still as elegant as ever and had the aura of a noble son who did not care about anything. However, the redness at the end of his eyes exuded a killing aura. "1 want Qiao Chen's

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